The Storming of Thunder.

I don’t get it. I’m in the most boringest place imaginable, but some how the time had gone fast. I get forced to come here every holidays, but some how I still look forward to the holidays.

Today I got forced to get up, and then get ready in 10 minutes because we were going for a walk. If it was going to be like yesterday’s walk I would have wanted to go, because it consisted of sitting on a beach for an hour.
But no. This was not like yesterday’s walk. We go to a crappy beach, were my mum tells her friend and dad to swim in the freezing water, and when they say no, she tries to make them feel bad for not going in. Then we go bush bashing (A term which means; “Stomping through National Park, ruining the plantation”) to find sinkholes. Sinkholes are practerly pools of water randomly near a cliff.
What’s the point in that? Where’s the fun?
Illegal stuff is usually fun, but not this. It’s just boring as shit.

Quote: “Well that’s because he did me over!”