Wow I don't really want to do this because there's a lot of 2014 I can't think about without getting upset. But I have to remember it somewhere. The details will be sparse.
Sophomore spring was pretty rough, changing roommates and getting through stupid classes (Doug. Seriously tho, Doug was the worst wombatsexy). I gained some confidence in my body. I wore things like sheer lace tank tops and shorts. I reached my first ever anniversary, helped my boy through some rough personal discoveries, struggled through some of my own.
This summer was a lot. My hair changed color and length and style about 6 times because when I'm stressed and want to die, I cut my hair. It helps.
Junior spring was a lot. I changed a lot, I grew a lot. I decided to pick up a second major! Worst time to do that ever! Struggled a lot with my waning love for English language and literature because it has been my primary target since I was about 10. But I love art and photography and I'm happy to have found that again. Worried about failing and didn't fail anything. Kept my GPA above a 3.0 for the semester and almost a 3.5 cumulative. Renaissance Bromance didn't kick my ass, but the English department chair is probably not going to be my biggest fan for awhile.
Really, there should be more. This is practically worthless. But I'm not kidding when I say there are things I can't think about.
Happy New Year. May the next one be... something else.