Dear Sophomore Year,
Where to even begin. Most of the time when I think about you, I think about you as my second chance at a freshman year - I mean, we did only meet this fall.
However, despite my second year really only being my first at Roger Williams, you were an incredible year. Through the ups and downs, you gave me some of my best memories, my best friends, and most importantly a home.
Sophomore Year, you gave me moments of great strength and moments of great weakness. You gave me times where I cried laughing, and moments where I laughed at my tears. You showed me what it meant to follow my passions, and you made school fun again.
You gave me some of the best friends a person can have, and allowed for me to meet people who inspired me to be my best self every single day. You opened up so many doors of opportunities, and reminded me that so long as I work hard and believe in myself, anything is possible.
I will never forget the countless walks down to the beach, the special spot under the bridge, hours and hours of laughing, the sunset walks around Colt State Park, late night breakfasts, the unthinkable amount of vines, inside jokes, and all the other moments that made up this year.
You may not have been the year I expected, but you certainly were the one I needed. Even though I may have cursed you at times, or cried because I thought my life was falling apart, you never gave me more than I could handle. You reminded me to stand up for myself, to hold strong to what I believe in, and to never be afraid to be myself.
I am so grateful to be able to call such a beautiful University my home, and even more grateful to have two more years to continue calling it that. Sophomore Year, you have given Junior and Senior Year a run for their money, but at the rate we’re going, I have no doubt that they will be just as spectacular as you have been.
Thank you for the good times, and may next year be blessed with even more 2 a.m. pizza, more spontaneous adventures and a lifetime of good friends.
You will be missed.
Sincerely,
A New Junior