My memories of sophomore year would be hazy if I hadn't kept a journal of the first two months or so. (My guess is I stopped updating it regularly because I was too busy and eventually gave it up.) I'm glad I kept it for as long as I did, because I was able to place certain events more accurately than from my memory. (I could possibly refresh my memory even more by looking at some of my old notebooks, but they're all packed away in boxes and I don't really want to go looking through them right now.) I recall at the time thinking that those notes might be useful someday, especially the math notes, so I could help my kids with their homework if they needed it. Seeing as I have no kids (and probably won't), and everything anyone would need can be obtained from the web, those notes will probably only be used for nostalgia, if that.
Here's a link to the top tunes from the most popular (Arbitron-rated) station in NYC that week. A memory that sticks out is hearing a girl singing along with Lowdown playing on someone's boombox while riding the Q5 bus home from the subway.