F-r-e-e-d-o-m

That seven letter word may bring you back to the Fourth of July or Fireworks, but I'm talking about what we got out of it today-ishly.

I know I technically have no freedom since I am still under 18, but I don't care. I love it. When I went to CSU (go rams!!) for a week I got to live in dorms, and my parents were no where around. I could go to class, and then afterwards I could do whatever I wanted. Whether it was going to the gym, staying at my dorm, or going for a walk, playing ping-pong. I loved it. I could drink whatever I want, I could get up whenever I wanted (but not after 8 because I had class). But I had to wake myself up, be responsible. And I just was in complete bliss.
Or like yesterday I got to go to the store by myself (REALLY COOL HUH? (sarcasm)) But it was some sort of freedom, because I got to look at whatever I wanted, and try on clothes I wanted. And that's the freedom I love. And I can not wait till I go to college, because I would have the freedom once more. Or when I go traveling, that would be the ultimate freedom I could have.

That's it for now.
xoxo
AVM