Blame It On The Island Part 2
FINALLY! I was happy that school was back in session! I couldn’t WAIT to get back to campus. I LOVE school. I was good at it, carrying a solid 3.5, majoring in Architecture. I was reasonably hot, so there was no shortage of guys trying to get with me. But mostly, I loved school because my mother wasn’t there. It wasn’t that I didn’t love my mother. I did, I mean I do, but she was still so bitter and angry that any time spent with her felt like penance for some great injustice. Look, I support everyone’s right to their own pursuits of happiness, and I’m perfectly willing to let ‘you do you.’ But sometimes, one person’s happiness causes someone else’s pain. That’s what happened in my family. In fact, you’ve probably heard about …