Well, this is a little strange. It appears that Campus City Classic turned The Next Classic’s birthday is today. And the little bitch is exactly one year old. Bring in the cupcakes, light the candles, pop the champagne.
It’s crazy to think that at this moment, a year ago, I was thinking about developing my “personal edge,” and struggling to figure out who I wanted to write as. I was also crying in my dorm room due to lack of egg whites in the dining hall. Oh, and VSCO was the biggest must of the moment. So really, a lot has clearly changed since then.
I’ve done a lot of self-discovery through my writing and I thought it would be a good chance to travel down memory lane. When I read my old posts, and yes I read my old posts, I sometimes forget that I was the one who wrote them. It’s like I’m maturing so quickly, and my perception of the world around me is so different now that I can’t always go back to the mindset I had when I sat down with a cup of tea and that idea. I find that a lot in this post from finals last year and this one from when I turned 18.
On the other hand, I love to see how some things haven’t changed at all. Like my love for Crazy Feta or my hardcore, borderline psycho, passion for Instagram. Not to mention my undying dedication to referencing chokers and Carrie Bradshaw.
But I’ve also really grown up in the past year. I’ve pushed myself to understand social media better and to start being vocal about being a strong woman, both in the gym and out. I’ve tried (and failed) at new things, aka Veganism and 100 Happy Days. And I’ve made so many amazing memories, all captured and appropriately Instagrammed.
I think the most bittersweet parts of looking back at it all are the relationships I’ve built, but also lost, along the way. From new friends to friends as old as they come, I feel so fortunate to have so much support and love following me everywhere I go. Not to mention a small fan club of ladies who kick ass at bridge and don’t understand social media, but read every post anyway (Hi Grandma and friends).
In honor of my one year anniversary with me, myself, and my online persona, I bring to you every song from every blog I’ve written. One playlist that brings together all the smiles, snacks, mental breakdowns, and lattes along the way.
Raise a glass to The Anniversary Collection and another year of me talking to myself.
Stuck in my Head: Don’t Take The Money // Bleachers
Snap it: Baked and Wired, Georgetown
Honestly in shock about this whole one-year thing. Life is crazy and fun, and blogging about it only makes it even better. Cheers, friends. Thank you for everything.