Have you ever been caught in a situation that you shouldn’t be in? Or really shouldn’t involve you, but for some god forsaken reason you find yourself wrapped up in it? Well that’s the story of my life right now.
My roommate left all of this in my room. It. Wasn’t. Mine. Timing is the devil. Terrible, beyond terrible timing. What are the chances?
Once again I’ve disappointed someone who means a lot to me. Marissa and I turn to see my RA, Hailey, standing in the door way, Binny at her side, with her jaw dropped to the floor. It wasn’t even mine; I was looking out for myself, and now I find myself on the verge of a DOI.
Honesty. I can’t lie to Hailey. The guilt would kill me inside. That’s what I’m using to hold onto hope right now. I could have easily lied; tried to hide what was going on. But no, I told the truth. I think in the end this is going to help me. Would honesty really fuck me over?
After two hours of bitching and trying to figure everything out, I sat down and thought about it to myself. Maybe it’s good that this happened? People say everything happens for a reason. There has to be a reason.
I’m looking at all of this as a huge reality check. I don’t have anything overly important on the line. Other people do though. Is your entire college career worth one weekend of partying? No. Not even close. Let’s step back and look at the big picture. Maybe now people will realize what’s more important.
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