Let my 22nd year begin!

So, I've decided to take a journey.
My birthday was on April 6th, ringing in my 22nd year of life and I couldn't help but think: Just what exactly is it that I'm doing? I'm 22, I'm out of shape, I live in my parents basement, I'm a college dropout (twice), and I work retail. This isn't the life I want for myself, this isn't where I pictured I'd be 10 years ago. But, when I sit and consider it, back then I didn't know where I'd be either.
I have no sweet clue what I want to do with my life.
So, I made the decision a couple months back that I would consider my 22nd birthday "Year 1" and start over. This will be the year where I pick up my feet, where I learn about myself and everything that makes me, me. No more being a nobody, it's time to start living life like it should be lived!
But I needed a starting point and boy, what better place to start then the waistline?
Now, I'm not overweight per say, and I'm certainly not fat. I'm hovering just at the healthy weight line for my height. However, that does not mean I'm not overdue for a bit of a trim. I'm here less to lose weight and more to get in shape and tone up.
I'm also seeking motivational support, and that's the reason I'm typing all this right now. I need some new friends to relate with, new people to laugh and joke with.
So what say you? Let's pull together and push one another to achieve our goals, whatever those may be!
Anyone with me on this? Lemmie hear you scream your excitement! Caps lock baby, c'mon! WE CAN DO IT!

I'm looking forward to meeting you ^.^