grade 12

Once in 1A I visited him at uoft for a hackathon. At the time I had crippling sadness and I was maybe the most alone I’d ever felt in my life at the time (a darker period of time came the year after). But that weekend I spent at uoft made me really regret not choosing that path, cuz just like me he went there alone and he’d made so many friends and it was clear things were going well for him. I think later down the line he failed a term like me, but at the time it seemed he adapted to uni much better than I did. So one of the reasons first year was hard on me was cuz I missed what I had in grade 12. In grade 12 I had ample social life, high 90s in everything was fun to work towards, and I saw big success when I got accepted to everything I applied to. Everything was good, and then a couple months later I was alone, barely scraping by school, and living in a tiny dungeon. Old news now, but that’s what i remember it was like back then. It’s probably what initially made me enter a relationship in 1B cuz I still had no friends at that point. Coming home after I failed 1B was like getting a breather from being imprisoned. But when I was finally recovering from