I only had one class today, which was economics and i've got that class down. I waited out by the car for ky. A bunch of people said happy birthday to me. they all smiled and gave me big hugs as though we were the best of friends,  but we weren't. I barely knew their names and they barely knew mine. I hate to be a Bitch, but why do they care? why do they care to pretend  to be excited for my birthday?  I won't be spending it with them and None of them got me anything. Maybe its just some type of trend to be overly excited about someone's birthday. Or Maybe its just a matter of being happy for someone else. I don't care much for what goes on in other people's lives. I dont like to fangirl or keep up with things. i just let it happen and if it hits me, it hits me. if it doesn't then it's not important. most things dont hit me.

"Party tiimmeeee!!!!"

I looked up and saw ky struting my way with her "runway" walk. she looked silly but it made me smile. she always does make me smile a bit.

"well hurry up so we have enough time to get dressed. concert starts at 6 but bino comes on at 8, stefone is opening and you already know its going to be super packed. He always sell out and I wana be as close as possible." I jump im the car leaving no time for her to reply. It was already 3:00pm  and I know how long it takes her to get dressed. she's a perfectionist, im not but I dont mind extra time to find a really nice outfit.

   By the time we got home it was 3:30pm. I jumped out the car and walked quickly to the door.

"well damn, we still have a while before it starts,  you dont have to rush. " ky walked up the stairs smiling at me.

"yeah I know but I still Dont know What to wear and you know how crazy these Atlanta crowds are. if we dont get there in a good about of time well be stuck in the back. Plus its almost rush hour." I opened the door to our apartment and walked to my room. ky and I have always wanted to live together. we made plans to move to California and get a really cool studio apartment and decorate it with cool vintage things, wake up early and watch the sunrise while we drink tea from our balcony and have conversations about life and other things. But things change, plans change...it happens. I mean we do live together and our apartment is pretty cool so I guess that's something.

I tried to pick out something nice to wear. something that will fit the atmosphere of the concert.  I figured it might be really hot so im settling for black skater skirt and a white crop top. its pretty simple but I can wear my red floral vans. Also, it doesnt clash with my hair. Ever since ive dyed my hair reddish purple finding an outfit hasnt really been the same. I always have to make sure my outfit doesn't look weird with my hair. im pretty sure a person with electric green hair has it worse.

I walked in the bathroom to take a shower, I stared at myself in the mirror. I looked tired. My eyes looked more black than brown and my hair was a mess. I looked more like i just woke up than I just came from school. I played my shower playlist which consisted of only three songs that I replayed until I got out. retrograde by james blake, lost by chance the rapper, and swinging party by lorde. I jumped in and felt the blazing water hit my skin, I turned the nob to lower the temperature and stepped closer. the steam surrounded me as I closed my eyes. whats life if I can't live in it with open eyes. What am I doing? what am I missing? I put the puzzle together but theres always a few missing pieces. I dont have it figured out yet But I keep trying to put it together and everytime I do theres always  missing pieces. I don't know anymore. I can't think of a reason for why I feel like this. im scared that Im missing out or that I'm running out time. I dont know what im doing.

"OPEN UUPPP!! its 4:15 and you've been in there for about 20min. we have to head out. im already dressed."

I opened my eyes to the sound of ky's voice. I dont even remember being inside that long. I jump out the shower and quickly put on my clothes. I straighten my hair to make it as net as possible with the heat up on high. its not good to have it this high on my hair considering ive flat ironed it twice already and my hair is bleached underneath the color. I grab my mascara, eyeliner, and lash curler and stuffed it in my bag. I can do my make up in the car. I put on my vans and headed to the door.

"well damn, where are you going looking all hot and stuffs." kys looked at me and  smiled.

"oh well you know I try." I twirled and flipped my hair. "you look great too love, I love the shorts."

"thanks I bought them a while back. gotta look good for le bae childish gambino." she winked at me.

"Oh whatever silly girl let's go." shes the cutest I swear. I grabbed the keys and walked to the door. "ill drive. you know I drive faster than you." I stuck my tongue out and opened the apartment door exiting.

"yeah Yeah I know." she followed