Stephen Spielberg... where are you?

The other day I was with my bgfe! and Erin (my new/awesome friend that laughs at the retarded comments that come out of my face) and I made the greatest observation ever. What happened was I looked out the window at the Hawaiian jungle that is my home and saw saw a fence with a "No Trespassing" sign and had this wonderful thought cloud all my senses. Imagine with me, if you will, me and my crazy friends all hyper after surfing at the beach come across this fence that says we shouldn't cross, but being the shirtless studs that we are we ignore it and hop the fence. But as we hop the fence the camera that is always following me focuses in the "No Trespassing" sign. And at first it's all fun and games as we run around in the jungle, but our fun is put to a halt when we realize that Zac isn't with us anymore. Suddenly we realize how dark and quiet the jungle is. It's almost eery. As we begin to nervously joke amongst ourselves a giant triceratops comes crashing through the trees and mauls almost all of us to death. Me being the main character, is lucky to escape and goes screaming and crying further into the jungle and finds safety in the hollow of a tree where I spend the next night wide awake full of fear of the terrifying dinosaur.

That story is completely true except for the part about dinosaurs, but now you have a sense of my new home. It's crazy and I'm pretty sure I'm going to get eaten by a Triassic creature.