Someone once told me (read: lots of people have been telling me) that sophomore year is the absolute hardest year of college. I haven’t really seen this yet, but I can kind of see where they’re coming from. Thing is, I like a good challenge, so I’m gearing up for it. I can handle hard.
The hardest times? They usually turn out to be the absolute best. I don’t know what to expect from this year, but goldangit, with me in the driver’s seat? I can guarantee it will be good.
It would be better, though, if I could tackle everything while wearing some Ariel Gordon jewelry. Mainly those rings. Hey, mom? Christmas? Yeah?
(I can already hear her answer: What, do you think we’re made of money?)