Dear Junior Year,
We haven't met yet, but in three short weeks, we will. Freshman year was not my year. Sophomore year was not my year either. But now, now I know who I am and what I want. I know what I deserve and what I seriously don't. I know I'm turning 21, which is a plus and I have one person on campus who is going to love me, no matter what.
So my classes will be hated, my patience will be tested, but I know how to handle finals. I don't have to live in a dorm this year. I may struggle to learn how to cook my own meals, but that's a lot easier than getting the courage to talk to people and make friends.
I have a place on campus, and it was a rocky road to get there, so I'm not letting it go anywhere this time.
This year, I'm going to enjoy because college went by much faster than I had intended, and senior year is crawling toward me at far too rapid of a pace. This year I'm really going to be true to who I am. I have no one to please, I have no eyes to catch and nothing to do but to make myself happy and do what I want to do with the people I love.
Everywhere I go there are going to be people who will find ways to annoy me, but junior year, I'm not going to let those people affect me. I'm going to be happy, I'm going to have fun, I'm going to waste a lot less time saying yes to everything and a lot more time trying to enjoy what little time I have left at my school.
Sincerely,
A College Junior