My final year of high school. So much is going to change. Everything I’ve known and became so familiar with is all going to change. Worries arise about university applications, acceptances, grades, and so much more. Senior year is suppose to be a year where everyone tells you to enjoy. Easy to say, harder to do. The worries suppress everything else I had in mind.
As acceptances slowly came my way, my worries shifted to maintaining my offer to 2 of my favourite schools. One of them is a school and program that I had my heart set on since the 10th grade. Another, one of the most prestigious schools in the country and the world. A difficult decision was ahead as the deadline slowly approached.