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Day Three
The next morning my alarm went off, and I didn’t want to move. My roommate quickly got up and jumped in the shower. When she came back I told her I was going to drop out. She was a little surprised and asked why. I told her I just felt like crap, which I really did. And since I felt so bad, I didn’t want to make myself sicker, I thought it would best to rest. I had liked rush, but my heart wasn’t 100% there, so at the time it was easy for me to give up. But thinking back on it, I was actually just making myself sick. I really didn’t have anything to worry about, well except about my dad being sick, but I let everything get to me and I was just so overwhelmed, so I quit.
So by now, I bet some of you thinking, “Well is that it? That’s a crappy ending…” Let me just say that this is far from the ending…
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