Last year was my actual first year of University but I butchered it so badly that I'm counting this as my official first. After taking two summer courses to catch up, I'm back at school, still dealing with compulsive ticks, mind floods and anxiety, but keeping it under wraps. This isn't a fresh start or a clean slate, it's me learning from my mistakes, remembering what they did to me and never repeating them again. Everyone's got issues, misfortunes and disabilities. When faced with these, you can do one of two things; feel sorry for yourself, back down, and use the bad hand you've been dealt as your crutch, or make the decision to move forward, and fight like hell to catch up to the track you were once on.
I think I'll go with the latter this year.
I also think this year is going to kick ass.