ahhhhhhh walking the dog - such a joyous occasion.
strolling/being dragged along the beach, without a care in the world, apart from that niggling feeling that perhaps i should be studying instead. but hey, i was doing my fair share of the house work since my family is rather busy at the moment with various problems et cetera et cetera. i admit it was fun to be pretending to be one of the Hendrix's while listening to my iPod and being chewed alive by my dog, amidst the stares of countless cyclists who must have thought their favourite superhero was having a heart seizure judging by my feeble wailings/attempted wild cries a la "the Darkness".

oh well, its times like these which you learn to appreciate the wonders of the earth.
and that little bit more.

take sand for example. you could plonk of on a beach for a millenia with my dog and i wouldn't realise i could burn the bloody thing and make something called glass. much as i admire glass and all (and who i see in the mirror you sexy thing), i can't really stand it in its natural form...
its primarily a hostile barrier that stands between me and those lovely bunch of girls in bikinis. (what a lovely bunch of coconuts? pardon my language). It blows in your face, gets in your drink/burger, swallows your house keys (much to my horror). While hot, it makes you dance barefooted like a madman that bikini-clad girls find amusing. When wet, it sticks to you like cement and cannot be shifted with a fireman's hose (But- here the strange thing, the moment you step into your house/room it all falls off). For the past week, i've tipped astounding, undiminishing piles of sand onto my floor each time i shook my shoes and quantities more when you peel off your socks. sand stays with you longer than most contagious diseases... for all i care, you could take the whole of East Coast Beach as far away as me from possible.

from a shunned superhero (i feel like im on a nationwide ignore list),
cheers to the end of the mid years, though its not been good for me these several weeks,
and -
TO THE BATMOBILE