Hmmmmmm...........

So I've been thinking. Am I really being me? I recently read a book called Same Difference and it was very inspiring to me. It talked about a girl going to an art camp away from her home, but not staying at the camp the whole time (a transfer student). It was a really prestigious art college in Philadelphia where she was taking the classes. Back in her home town she was perfect. She was pretty much loaded, dressed perfectly, was really beautiful, and everything in between. But her whole mindset changed at camp. People there were different. All unique in their own way, so with help from a friend there, she changed herself. She tore away her outer shell and brought forth the real her she never knew was there. I feel like I need to do that...to skin myself of this look, and transform into who I really am. I'm not perfect, I'm not popular, and I'm certainly not rich. So why act like it? I think next summer will be spent trying to find me. It will take a while, and certainly some getting used too not only by me, but my friends and everyone around me. But people need to see that just because someone dresses a certain way, doesn't mean their personality isn't like you. Don't judge, unless you know the person well enough too.I'm ready for change...