One Girl And Her iPod

I want to do this. I want to pull on my wellies/sandals [hello temperamental British weather] and go explore, climb over  fences and stiles, ignore keep out signs, write letters to people, have midnight barbeques, sleep in a giant sleepover pile, eat soft-boiled eggs with toast soldiers - basically I need to get out of the house. It's been 2 days. I'm going nuts here.

Also - oooh look pretty music.


However, I have spent the evening eating chocolate covered strawberries, and I have an AWESOME nail colour on my nails right now [it's turquoise - edgyyyyy, right?] so life's not too bad. I just like to complain.