After a 7 hour bus ride and countless naps I had finally made it to my destination. I didn't know where I was going or how this was going to work out but I was ready for anything. My aunt had picked me up from the bus station to show me around before settling into my new place...
When I finally got to the new place my roommate hadn't arrived yet (which I was thankful for). "This is going to be interesting" I said while unpacking the rest of my stuff in the kitchen only to find that my ghost roommate has already taken over the kitchen with her stuff. "Indeed it is my friend, indeed it it..." I jumped up at the sound of this unfamiliar voice coming from behind me, it was her! The infamous roommate who took all the space in the kitchen. She just stood there...starring at me with a huge ass grin on her face. "Hi, I'm Sasha, your new roommate and life partner. You must be Annabel, it's nice to finally put a face to the name". This was weird. She was weird! Or was it just me. I burst out laughing at my randomness, this was definitely going to be a fun house.
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You never truly understand how hard varsity is until you get there. Nothing can prepare you for the workload, the stress or the amount of times you could possibly consider dropping out. You're told that you aren't the first to go through this and that you're strong enough to make it through the hard ships. "Hang in there" they said, "hang yourself" I thought...It's only been 4 months and I feel overly overwhelmed. From the workload to the relapses. One day you think you have it all under control, and the next day you're wondering if your ass is big enough for you to be a stripper ( just kidding...but you get the point). There's so many people around you who are going through the same thing but like you, you put on the biggest facade every morning on your way to class. You have to act as though you're coping, no one should see how hard things are for you.
Sasha and I have become surprisingly close, we are practically inseparable now. I guess in some way it was bound to happen, we keep each other motivated when the other feel like letting go and cheer each other up after a hard test. We both knew how comforting the idea of giving up was but it would have been very hypocritical of either one of us to drop out while motivating the other to stay, so we both stayed.
"Your phone has been ringing all morning! Please answer the damn phone, like pretty please. I'll pay you if I have to" I rolled my eyes as I put more whipped cream on my pizza ( yes I like whipped cream on my triple cheese pizza). Bryan has been calling me all morning and honestly I'm not ready to talk to him after everything that's happened back home. "I'm too busy to answer my phone" She threw a pillow at me which landed on my pizza. On My Pizza! The whole room went quiet for what seemed like eternity. Everyone just sat there waiting for me to say or do something. It only hit me then that there were people in the house besides Sasha and I. Danny, Sam and mimi were just sitting there dying of laughter because of my reaction to the whole thing. They all knew how I am when it comes to my pizza, no one touches my pizza!
Just as Sasha was about to say something, my phone rings again. "Aargg answer the phone, it's obvious he won't stop calling" I picked up my phone and walked to the kitchen to answer it away from my nosy friends, might as well make another whipped cream and pizza tower. "Hello" "Hi bel, how are you?" I just froze, I don't know why but I couldn't say anything. I'm not sure if it's the fact that I still have feelings for him or that I'm still angry at all the stuff he put me through. Whatever it was, I wasn't liking how it was making me feel, all I wanted to do was cry my eyes out and hug him but also stab him and set him alight. I definitely wasn't ready for this phone call...
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Annabel
General FictionLife for Annabel was full of misconceptions and lies... From psycho ex's, Booty calls, Major depression, And a whole lot of partying... Life couldn't be any more interesting.