It's dangerous to go alone. Take this.

I like putting obscure references as my titles. They're pretty much stuff only I would know, but I'll give people cookies if they can figure out what they are each time!

Today, I went on such an adventure today! Daniel took Mike, Andrea, and I on a journey through the hills of Pinole, and I got to see a different side of the town. I had no idea that there was a giant hole on top of the hill that I live on. It's full of decaying garbage and the best way to describe it would be to call it a "colosseum of death." At least, that's what I thought when I saw it. It was full of graffiti, but it wasn't even the good kind! THIS is the good kind:
Sigh, but no. They had just a bunch of lame names of people who nobody really cares about.

We also found a rope swing that a circular wooden platform to sit on. It was hanging from a tree in the middle of nowhere. The way that light pierced through the trees and shone on it was slightly eerie and unsettling. But, it turned out to be so much fun! I felt like I was on an amusement park ride. That much fun shouldn't be free; I should put a lock on it and charge people to use it! I feel like going up there when I'm bored and I need some swingin' fun. Now that I think about it, I felt like I could swing into another dimension if I tried hard enough. Or like that one movie: "The Girl Who Leapt Through Time." I still really want to watch the entire movie; it seems like something I'd enjoy. I like time travel...even if it hurts my head when I try to think about it.

Oof...my arm is still sore from badminton. I think that means I'm doing my high-clears incorrectly. I'm surprised that no one laughs at me when I play. When I hit the birdie, I jump from one foot to the other. It must look...really awkward, but probably really funny. I really want to practice some more. I want to not suck, but, that's probably asking for a miracle.

I saw something really scary this morning. I was in my room upstairs(Which only has two walls. The other two sides are a balcony and stairs) , and I looked to the side with the balcony and out the window above the backyard (The window is basically on the second story...my house is really confusing). I saw my cat through that window! It was just staring at me...and I had no idea why I was seeing what I was seeing. Apparently, my cat is smart enough to climb on my neighbor's roof and stick its fat head over to my window.It's up to something, and I'm gonna find out what.