diary of a doll

I had a fairly low key weekend which included seeing a few movies (Dear John which I thought was pretty terrible and Alice in Wonderland which was really good).



I decided to go rollerblading a few days which is one of my favorite things to do on a sunny day, especially because I can go straight from my doorstep to the oceanside and it is a lovely trail. I bring my ipod and dance along as I rollerblade which then makes me laugh because I think about how ridiculous I must look rollerblading and singing to the beat of a song that no one hears but me (and even more so because I am now laughing for seemingly no reason on top of the roller-dancing).



I also think this is a skill overlooked. Trying to change the song on an Ipod and rollerskate to the beat of a song is quite an accomplishment. Not to mention that I swear that kid from Big Daddy was following me because everytime I looked down to change the song there suddenly appeared a large stick infront of me.



I love to people watch so I usually take a break to sit on the bench and make up back stories to people's lives as they strolled by. Surprisinly I can be strangely detailed down to the collection of umbrella's said stranger keeps in her closet.



Today I actually lied (or is it layed...) on the bench and was looking up at the clouds which was one of those total flashback moments to being like 6 years old. I don't think I've actually stared up at the sky and truly watched the clouds roll by since I was a child, it was a weird but wonderful feeling.



On a side note, an old lady yelled at me for not wearing a helmet.