College?

August 27th 2012. The day my independence became a reality. I was a college student. I woke up early that morning to make myself look good for my first day. I did my hair in curls my makeup dramatic and my favorite open shouldered shirt on. I was nervous but excited. My dream as a teenager was to own my own salon with my best friend. That day was the beginning of me actually going through with something.
     I was up and on the road in my brown Buick anxious to know if this was going to be like high school or if i would actually stand out amongst the crowd. I remember texting my boyfriend to wish me luck as i parked my car. I was nervous. I walked through those doors and was instantly over taken by the girls that were there. There was one girl in particular who stood out. A tall blonde girl who looked too young to be attending but just as nervous as me. I hefted my hurley back pack on my shoulder and cautiously walked towards her. She looked up at me nervous as hell so i tried to break the ice a little by asking if this was the right spot to meet. She smiled a little and said she had no idea. With that exchange of words i was determined that by the end of the day we would be friends.
   Our instructors eventually let us into the lecture room where i immediately sat next to the girl. She was a stranger but i felt comfortable around her.
   The instructors explained what we were going to be doing during our time here. Then there was a small introduction throughout the class. I found out the girl was a post secondary student of 17. Instantly i felt i had to be like a big sister to her. There was also a girl there also who i went to high school with, Coco. A pretty little hot shot Tay. Tiffa a sassy hispanic/ native american she was named after we realized she resembled queen latifa. The girl from earlier later called Tass and me who most everyone called Molly. For some reason people think i look like Molly Ringwald so i became Molly. We were the talkers of the class. Laughing our asses off while trying to perfect fingerwavesl, pin curls and roller sets. We talked about our lives and got to know each other fairly well.
    Tass who had become my best friend in our class was a sheltered home schooled girl who was just getting her first taste of the real world. She often came off as shy towards people until you heard the shit that would come out of her mouth and i loved her for that. I fed her the world which i regretted later. I took her to a movie theater for the first time. Introduced her to 3oh!3, tried getting her out of her shell to meet boys. Brought her to my house to meet my friends. Colored her hair for the first time
 With the passing days ne and Tass would go on walks through the town applying at every place imaginable for a job. She lived in some town i cant even spell that was somewhere around 2 hours away from school. So we concocted a plan to get jobs and an apartment together. We did look at a few apartments and i did get a really really crappy job at the local pizza joint. The moment of truth came i found us an apartment. Small but cheap and allowed me to have my cat not far from the school. Actually it was a shit hole but i had money from student loans left over and was desperate to get out of my boyfriends parents house. I signed the lease and called Tass to tell her i got us a place. Then bam! Huge slap in the face. All the sudden she decided her parents wouldnt approve of her getting an apartment. I was fucked but i already paid the deposit and first months rent so i moved in anyways thinking she would eventually change her mind. She didnt.
  Oh i suppose i should mention this as well. I FINALLY lost my virginity. My boyfriend of close to 4 years finally put out! It was awful! It was his 19th birthday and he was in college hours away his dorms where not co ed so i couldnt stay with him so i got a hotel room, a box of condoms and a new hoodie for him. I drove up to his college met a few of his friends and then we left for the hotel room. I was nervous but excited. I was also hoping he wouldnt be offended by the condoms.
    We got to the room and watched some tv. Then he opened his gift. The look he gave me when he saw the condoms was hilarious. I was an 18 year old virgin with absolutely no knowledge in condoms so i bought a variety pack. Ultra ribbed, twisted and Her pleasure. They were intimidating but funny as all hell for him to look at. We struggled the first time through. Well more he struggled i was in heaven. Second time was better. The next morning was painfully pleasurable. I found my kink. Pain.
  Not going to lie they werent kidding when people say you grow a special attachment to the person who takes your virginity. As the months grew on the more my depression took over. I cried myself to sleep and could think of nothing better to do than drop out and run to my boyfriend. I missed him like crazy and it was interfering with my life. So much so that my instructors would pull me aside and let me cry on their shoulders. I was a wreck. I stopped wanting to be with my friends after school and began hiding away in my crappy apartment. It was actually my fault me and Tass grew apart but i blamed it on her.
   Tass had the taste of what freedom was but had read way too many books and seen too many movies to know what parties where really like. Lets face it who actually has ragers ever? So i went with her to her first party in the middle of fucking no where. We actually got lost and ended up by this creepy cemetery and i freaked out because some dude was strolling towards us through the cemetery. We finally got to the party and it was a bust. Bunch of kids doped up on x and drunk skate boarding in a barn. Yay.
  The whole reason she wanted to go was to hang out with this kid she had been talking too and i was all for that. I was pushing her to get the moves on with this kid which she chickened out on account of his shrimp breath.
  We were out fairly late we trolled through Wal-Mart with a few guys from the party. It wasnt bad but it definitely wasnt the greatest thing either.
  Shortly after all this i decided i wanted no part in destroying Tass's innocence. We grew apart. She thinks its because she played my best friend but really i was just growing a conscience. She began to hang out with Tifa. BAD plan there. Tifa was fun but like a religious hypocrite at the same time. I dont like religion but i dont judge people based on theirs. But Tiffa was a whole different story. She was a nut case.
  One day i had both tass and Tiffa over for pizza and to hang out. This was sometime around Halloween. I had a 6pm class that i needed to go to so i said they could hang out until i got back. When i got back it was like a whole new aura in my apartment. Tass cornered me and tries to tell me my building is haunted. Which i believe in ghosts and have always felt surrounded by them. Not a big deal to me. Tifa had her kids with her too and her son went off to tell me a black demon looking figure walked passed my window and disappeared. My next door neighbour was a black fellow so i explained that it was probably him and refused to believe any other madness they tried to tell me.
  Tass was freaking out about it and insisted on leaving but before they did tifa walked into my bathroom and began praying which not going to lie weirded me out. Then as they were leaving she had this oil in a vial. Im pretty sure it was just olive oil but she called it holy oil. Anyways Tifa drew a cross outside of my door with this oil. I think she also drew it on my window. It weirded me out.
  The next day is what threw me over the edge. Tass told every one in our class that my apartment was haunted by some demon and that she wouldnt be going over there again. I got mad well more irate at her and refused to hang out with her anywhere else. That's when we grew apart the most.
   I did hang out with a few other friends from school and had fun with them Tay i hung out with the most until she dropped out. Then i hung out with Jenessa until i realized she was a bitch. And then there was Trinda. Trinda got me out of my funk. Mostly because she never let me be alone and i lost my drivers license due to a stupid mix up at the dmv. She was loud and opinionated and adventurous and it was fun.
  As time went by i started hearing about the stuff Tass was getting into. Tifa was not a good influence. Driving around with her toddler on her lap instead of a seat. Leaving her kids home alone while she went to parties. Drugs. The works. Then i heard Tass had a boyfriend. An off again on again boyfriend. I was worried about her but was also still mad at her so i kept my distance until tifa left. Then i slowly inched my way back in again.
 Also i was so depressed that i got a puppy. She was a pekingese with bum leg. I named her Wicket like the ewok from star wars. I loved her to death and she helped out alot.
 Shortly before summer break i realized that the birth control i was on was contributing to my mood swings so i stopped taking them andi think thats what helped me get over being mad at Tass.
  I should mention that i was a pretty good hair student when it came to tests. College wasnt that hard it was getting there with my crappy vehicle.
  Tass and i eventually did become good friends again. I helped her out with her problems with her shitty boyfriend trying to keep her from talking to him when they broke up and he was out of state. It didnt work but i tried that's what mattered right?
  Not long after my last semester started i was evicted from my apartment for being 4 months behind on rent. I was a broke bitch. So i moved in with my dad and his new wife. But being farther away from school and having an unreliable car i got to school less and less. Then i got fired from the pizza joint. I all around gave up honestly. I took the 47 dollars a week i got for unemployment and would spend most my time at the college my boyfriend was going to. He transfered to one a bit closer and it was co ed. I would litterally spend days there jusy wishing i could be done with everything and stay there forever.
  Eventually i did finish my hours and only had a few skills left to do but it ran into the next semester. To save me money my instructors agreed to hide me so i wouldnt have to register and yet finish my stuff. I screwed that up. I got caught by the dean and got kickes out until i pay 700$. So i never did get my license so it all became a waste of time.
  At the same time it wasn't a waste at all. I learned alot about myself and made a great friend in the process.
Tass if you read this I love YOU!