Friday, February 9, 2017
Yesterday Stella asked if we can hang out today.
'I'm dying from isolation here!' She wrote.
So I said yes even though I had a million things lined up (skating, research meeting, tea club meeting). Oh the things you'd do for a friend.
We decided to hit up a campus bar called Yewed to chill and catch up over some food and drinks. It was a rather quiet night and the place was only half full. To my surprise, I even saw Toby, Josef, and Nial - and the rest of their Crew. Though they seemed quite busy with their guy stuff so I just waved a quick hi before moving on.
Stella chose a seat by the wall next to the pool tables. She wanted to watch and judge how badly people's skills are. Not that we are any good ourselves. But it's rather fun to watch.
"So what's going on on campus?" She asked over a bite of poutine.
"Ehh, same old. Kaya's missing, she even forgot my birthday."
"Oh no."
"Oh yes. But she is taking five classes so guess I don't blame her?"
We talked about Stella's job too. So far, she's still doing some boring data entry. For lunch, she eats with another intern from our school who is super shallow.
"A basic bitch. No other words to describe her." Stella said.
Apparently, all she talks about are her designer purses and what brand item she wants her boyfriend to give her for Valentine's Day. She also has a tendency to talk all things celebrity, like Kylie Jenner's new baby.
"Ugh, who cares." I said. "There's nothing worse than shallow people."
"I need to find another lunch buddy, man. But it's either her or the anti-social computer nerd."
We also talked about summer plans again. Both of us realized the chances of us drawing the lottery for the same place are quite low. This is because we both put the major cities as our top choice and they are usually more popular so harder to get to.
"Maybe we can put a less popular place as our top choice?" I suggested.
"Oh man, I don't want to go to some hick town!" Stella exclaimed.
"Me either. But it's not fun going alone either."
Stella also told me her parents are trying to guilt-trip her to not go.
"Really? Did you tell them it's for learning French though?"
"I did. They don't care. All they said was 'What about Annie? Who's going to walk her to the bus stop in the mornings?'"
Annie is Stella's little sister who is 10. Since her parents start work early, Stella has to see Annie off to the bus stop. Every. Single. Day.
"It's like I don't have a life. Everything revolves around Annie this, Annie that. Annie has to be picked up from school and dropped off at the rink. But what about me? He can't make me give up this chance to go."
I nodded. There's not much Stella can do. And I was glad Zoe is 12 now so I don't have to act like a parent so much.
In the end, we decided to keep our top choices as the big cities. After all, Stella is still not sure if she can go. If we both change to the small towns and Stella drops out, I might end up in a small town all on my own and I am not going to be happy about that!
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Diary of a College Senior
Non-FictionThis is a diary from my senior year of college. It is a journey of pain & healing, self-discovery, and growing up in the modern age.