sisters not being a sister: my story

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Ok so its been a semester now and i'm ready to share my story. The past 3 years have been a struggle for me. The only thing i had going for me was my sorority. My girls were my support, my life my energy my everything. We are local and we were/ are building so rapidly its awesome. we are so close to affiliating with a national and it was great to be apart of that history.

In the mean time school was tearing me aprat. All my life I have been the "not the school" type but knew it was something i had to get through. I struggled a lot the first 2 years of college, screwed up so bad that i had to nothing less then a 4.0 for the the rest of my college life to raise my GPA. Finally this past summer I was thinking about taking a semester off. And when I recieved a letter saying that i had been disqualified form school I took it as a big sign to chill and relax. It actually relieved me and felt like everything was lifted off my shoulders. Little did i know the worst was yet to come.

Ok so this past year of school i lived with 2 of my sisters. one being the president. They were 2 of my best friends. I knew everything about them and they knew everything about me. we were there for eachother through thick and thin and believe me we went through some rough times ie. breakups, sorority issues and personal problems. Well when i had told my one roommate Ms. Pres (we'll call her that) but she was to busy to listen to me. So i really didnt go into details and left it at that. I returned home ( i lived at home for the summer) thinking everything was alright.
Later that week she had called basically demanding me that the 3 of us needed to talk all together. Because i wasnt able to talk about in person she took the ball and ran with it. I then found out through another friend that they were thinking about moving out. I called Ms. Pres to ask what was going on and her reasoning was that since i wasnt in school mode it would be to big of a change. They were very unsuopportive of my situation. My plans were to live in my house ( my dad was the lanlord) and work and take a class at the JC so i wouldnt fall out of the so called school mode. In the meantime my other roommate told me she wasnt going anywhere and she wasnt moving. So i thought things were cool and they realized that roommates didnt have to do everything together.

The week before school started my dad recieved a letter saying that the girls were moving out. They didnt even tell me. When my dad told me this i made a decision to move back home and get my life back on track. I felt very betrayed by my so called sisters. I thought that we were suposed to be there for eachother not leave someone beacuse of school. I thought of the times that my roommates went through thier rough times and i remember how i was there for them %115. I didnt turn my back on them for a minute. I knew in some peoples eyes moving back home would be considered running away from everything but i knew in my heart it was the best thing. I go visit and i see that all the other girls are still my support. they understand that i had to do this and they welcome me anytime i see them with open arms. I have seen who my true friends are and i now see that everything happens for a reason. I am much happier at home, i'm getting good grades and i'm transfering to a new State school in that fall.

So this is my story. Its been a rough semster for me but Now its 2004 and i'm looking forward to a new year. Sorry that is was a lil long.