freedom..

i want freedom..
to be myself.
& i say that because i was just looking for things to "pack" or take over my bestfriend's house this weekend.
putting too much thought into different outfits.
idk, i was just thinking that it would have been much easier to find things without worrying about the consent of others, their opinions, & what "looked right".

the other day i had thoughts about living in a world where no one judge another according to their appearance.
like, for instance, some days i don't even feel like un-wrapping my hair.
if i could, i'd walk around with it wrapped all day.
or with a scarf over it or something.
don't they like do that in jamaica? or africa?
well they have to because of their climate.

anywho; today so far was ohk.
well? yea, just ohk.
one person in particular irritated me like crazy today.
i feel used because of that person.
there's plenty of details to back up that statement,
but i'm not going to elaborate into further detail..
like, just some of the things that fly out of that person's mouth.
& im like, why is ____ talkin' to me like that?
wth? idk.

after school, i really didn't feel like walking all the way home,
& then dad picked me up on my way up the road.
went to the grocery store & then mcdonalds.
im glad he picked me up, because when we got home, i realized i had left my key inside the house.
now it's 5:15 or so, and im just waiting to see what'll happen next.
im trying hard to be optimistic about this weekend.
like something good will actually happen.

mann, i feel sick.
lol. that loser did this to me!