I remember checking out an origami book in 3rd grade and liking it so much that I just continually renewed it all year and memorized a bunch of designs. Skip ahead to 7th grade and I was in a math class with a terrible teacher and I wasn’t doing well and constantly getting Cs and Ds. So to make myself feel better, whenever I would get homework or tests back from that class with low grades, I would turn it into something beautiful 🥲. The following year, I had to retake that class. The only time I’ve ever had to do so. Except, this time I was doing phinominally to the point that my teacher questioned why I was even in her class in the first place. Almost like it was the previous teacher that was the problem… Anyway, I still remember that first book I checked out all those years ago and still remember some of the designs. It gave me a pretty good outlet for my sadness when I needed it.