Saturday, October 2, 2010




so today I decided "okay, I'm going to be all artsy and poetic and Daughter Of Nature-y for five minutes" and wandered out to the rooftop garden.

and then I was so mesmerized by the dim lights and the distant skyline and general night-time-ness that I must have used a little bit too much force to close the glass door; because next thing I knew; I heard a "click".

...only I would lock myself out of my own house. And on the roof, too. Honestly, I think sometimes God guides my hand in these things just when He wants a little chuckle.
"ugh Palestine's not doing too well today...and Venice is still sinking...and Rihanna dyed her hair that unholy shade again...AHA I KNOW LET'S MAKE CARA DO SOMETHING STUPID. HEY GABE, HEY MIKE, IT'S TV TIME GET THE CRISPS~~"

All in all, though, I figured the roof wasn't a bad place to be locked out on; and decided to lie there until the family came back from town and somebody came up to the third floor to unlock me.

And so I lay there in my robin's egg blue batik nightgown, on the wooden planks, and stared up at the sky and breathed and watched the stars and the clouds and quite enjoyed this little adventure.

rolled over about once to text people, because after about ten minutes of being an artsy, poetic Daughter Of Nature; it got a little bit boring. just a little bit.

Shakti, after learning of my plight: HAHAHAHAHA now you have no choice but to entertain me MUAHAHAHAHA.
How's the Econs coming along?
Cara: Not very well, seeing as how I'm OUT ON THE ROOF. Watching cloud in shape of wolf's head pass by hurrah me






eventually i did get rescued.
also laughed at. why is the world so judgmental?! This depresses me. Now I'm going to wear heavy black eyeliner and metal studs and isolate myself in my own special hiding place to contemplate the meaning of Life. preferably not on the roof.



Moral of the story: DON'T be an artsy, poetic Daughter of Nature. Particularly if you're sitting for your A Levels. It wastes time and you get your hair dirty lying out on the wooden floor, although you end up getting bathed by the stars. Luckily it wasn't raining. whew.




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