This year, I...
Turned twenty.
Dyed my hair blonde.
Went to National Camp School.
Had an incredible summer job.
But was otherwise unemployed...
Got a sweet scholarship from CPC.
Finally became an official sophomore.
Got strep twice, a stomach bug twice, and numerous colds.
Started teaching Relief Society.
Changed my major to Environmental Studies.
Became a True Aggie (shhh, don't tell Mom.)
Went sailing for the first time.
Went climbing for the first time.
Made some really fun, new friends.
Had lots of friends leave on missions.
Dated some cool guys, and a few dumb ones.
And met this one really, really cool one.
It's been a good year.
But next year, I...
Will turn twenty-one.
Will survive the winter.
Will have a different (but hopefully still incredible) summer job.
Hope to be otherwise employed.
Will cross four things off of my bucket list.
Will be skinnier.
Will be nicer.
Will be happier.
Will be more adventurous.
Will be more creative.
Will be more confident.
Will be more independent.
Sounds pretty good, right?
Yeah, we'll see.
Let's do it.