number thirty-two

the other day i woke up, decided to go for a walk, and headed out with my camera, and my mp3 player, which, after if you want blood - ac/dc, i realized was still broken (stupid cowbells). i was broken-hearted, to say the least. i ran into ken and dee, that was random, very, very random, and i took some pictures. oh wow, i just sneezed. twice. heee! so i went up the road that goes nowhere and nobody is quite sure why it's there, seeing as the other end is blocked off. hmmm. oh well. then i ventured to the forest beyond the end of said road, and fell down a cliff or two, crossed the giant parkway, got lost in another forest, and found myself in suburbia, after almost drowning in a huge puddle. all in all, it was a good walk.

at least it wasn't fricken' pouring out, like it has been most days. but when the sun does poke her pretty little head out of the clouds, i try to get some pictures. like when i was at warricks the other day and we went for a walk. it was so windy that all the clouds blew away and the sun pointed her face towards us. thats why i have so many of the sun, lately. i never do this! ..except like lately. hmph. !anyways! we daren't go in the forest, though, the trees were all making strange creaky, cracking, popping noises that we decided meant we should just not go in there. we found a few fallen over trees. oh mr. wind, how you do blow. ok i am totally rambling. i haven't got anything substantial to say, not at alllll. silly me. except this: i can't stop listening to tegan and sara. they are so good!

and i hope i never figure out who broke your heart;
and if i do (if i do!)

i'd spend all night, losing sleep,
i'd spend the night and i'd lose my mind.