I have no idea of what to write for this.
I'll just write what happened.
So in finding the only remotely warm spot in the sun - situated next to the basketball courts - on a mufti day where we had to wear pink to support breast cancer. I'm sad to say I was the only one who put in a lot of effort, with year 12s telling me I took it too far, but I don't care, how am I supposed to make a difference in the world without putting in the effort?
So anyway, we found this seat and once again I was amazed at the loveliness of the quality of photos my camera takes. I sat while they all talked, not in a particularly chatty mood, and took photos, my friends hid, but I got ones of unsuspecting and natural peers who were in groups going about their daily lives.
I think daily life is beautiful. I walk through a shopping centre and dream of making a recording of just the general sound: the snitches of conversation I hear, the general murmur, the sound of a phone as it hits the ground after being dropped. I love how far these sounds stetch .
I could go on about this because I lvoe the way humans are and once I get started I get into a state of euphoria where I can't stop.
So now I will stop.
Stopping....
NOW.

*FINAL ADDITION* After seeing it large I realised how the quality isn't as great as I thought, I didn't realise the fence isn't in focus enough and the blur kind of hurts my head but oh well you get what it was supposed to be like.