I had to adapt. I was never the smartest cookie in the bunch. I did not do the most afterschool activities as possible. But I did not come forth to make excuses, just give you a honest interpretation of me. During my junior year of high school, I had an epitome. That my life was not simply a high school student. Drama, Teachers and whether or not I had the newest Iphone didn't matter when I graduated. Once I had this revelation, I became utterly fixated on life after high school. For my birthday I convinced my entire family to come to toronto, and your campus and fell completely in love. As the snowflakes fell on my hair and the streets on toronto surrounded me, i began lightly shed tears. By accepting me it would not only guarantee a motivated
