a bunch of us CRAZY KIDS (SERIOUSLY CRAY CRAY BUT BORDERING ON YOUNG ADULTS I GUESS) had a get together (a "party" of sorts) in a grassy area belonging to one of said friends (a "garden" if you will). OKAY WE HAD A "GARDEN PARTY" AND THOSE LAST SENTENCES WERE UNNECESSARY BUT I FEEL THE NEED TO PAD OUT MY BLOG AND I THOUGHT I COULD INTRODUCE IMAGERY AND PLOT TWISTS TO LIVEN THIS STORY UP. (blog insecurities).
so yahhh. if i had a GOOD CAMERA (DEAR MY CURRENT CRAP CAMERA, I HACK AND SPIT AT YOU) then i would have lots of lovely photos of frolicking teens surrounded by grass and more frolicking teens. (there was a trampoline involved. IT DEF ENHANCED THE WHOLE EXPERIENCE) but alas i dont have ample camera. so i only got one polaroid snappy snap.
people and THE TRAMPOLINE.
("people" consist of ROSIE, BECCA, JACOB and human who DOES NOT have a blog and is therefore not currently viable. LOL blogger-elitism. i joke i love all PARTAAAAY goers.)
also, to attend this OUTDOOR FESTIVO i had to conjur up some new attire. as my old attire was to old and i have agist attitudes towards my clothes.
so i added "shoulders" to a plain grey tee. i for one, feel that the 'power shoulder' has been done to the point where it has minimal power left but when left to my own devices this is all i seem to be capable of.
they were wonky and lack-lusture and folded in on themselves due to self-esteem issues. but i didnt care because i was too busy basking in THE TRAMPOLINE.
IN SERIOUS TERMS, i really loved the trampoline. me and molly and rachel (ERROR. MENTIONED NAMES DO NOT BLOG. THIS DOES NOT COMPUTE. ERK. ERK.) fell asleep in a pile, on the trampoline, under a blanket and the sky and it was BEAUTIFUL. until we woke up, drank copious amounts on tea/coffee between us then fell asleep with the rest of the tribe, in an even bigger pile, in one huge tent.
this is the good stuff right here. (TRAMPO FUCKING LINE)