Call this a "Jen Through the Ages" picture. While I've been a member of Writing.com since 2001, the life of my computer (and digital cameras) doesn't go back that far.

But here's me, age eighteen, a mere freshman in college. I had just dyed my hair to get rid of the blonde highlights I'd put in my hair (for some godforsaken reason) the previous August. I was all excited because my hair was finally—FINALLY—one color again.

Don't let the smile fool you. I was pretty miserable at this phase in my life (see journals for elaboration).