Reflections of my habitat.

Haha first... http://blog.milkboys.org/article/discoveries/

Am i ever gonna live it down?? lol

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Today i had PE (sport/excersise and stuff) for the first 2 periods of school. I usually hate PE cos i SUCK at sport, and we also have to wear these daggy uniforms.

Sometimes it's fun though, like when we go bowling (yeah! i won last time! :P) or tennis which i don't suck at. Today, we went down to the beach for a walk. I like walking, because i don't fail at it. :)


Maybe it's something to do with the 'walking' itself. Maybe it was the absence of stress. Maybe it was the fact it was just the sand and the ocean and the seaweed and the shells... but today i actually appreciated the beauty of my little town.

I often put down this place. I mean it's boring as hell. There are no fun places to go. No cool things to do. There aren't any good shopping malls or anything. There are some attractions but nothing awesome. And forget about any sort of gay scene...

But today, i forgot about that... for a little while at least.



We caught the bus and headed down to the beach.

We went down the road between the short stone-layered cliff-faces.

We drove past the huge colourful playground around the blue lake.

We got out and walked up the green hills.

We walked amongst the succulent green bushes to get to the beach.

We stepped onto the soft white sand.

We walked under the bright sun.

We dodged the rising blue tide.

We walked alongside the big black sharp rocks, offset by the bright green behind them.

We passed a horse, galloping along the water's edge.

We looked out and saw the horizon - unobstructed by anything man made.

We got to the end of the beach, and saw the fisherman standing alone.

We went up to walk along the tall stone wall - the breakwater... and it hit me.


It hit me. A huge rolling blanket of blue-green, aqua and turquoise sea.

I was lost in it.

I hadn't been up there in as long as i could remember. I'd forgotten how beautiful the sea was.


It's amazing... and this is our sea. This sea is ours to enjoy.

We saw a fisherman catch a small wriggling shark at the end of it, then we walked back along the breakwater.

Most of the others headed along the bottom of the wall. Me and my friend walked along the top.

I'm damn scared of heights, and we were fairly high up. He kept lurching at me like he was gonna push me off. He loved it. I had a heart attack every time.

We were getting close to the bus, and we saw some people (tourists o_O) looking over the edge...

We looked over too, and saw a little seal floating lifelessly on the surface next to the wall amongst the little bits of seaweed.

It looked dead. Aww... that was sad. It was such a cute little thing too... My friend just laughed and pretended to shoot it (with a shotgun of course).

We headed down the steps, past the yellow flowerbeds, and onto the waiting bus, while our teacher was still coming.

When he did arrive, he said (something along the lines of) "Did ya see the seal back there? Putting on quite the performance..."

Huh? A couple of others got off to go have a look and my friend and i did the same...

Back up on the breakwater, we looked down, and the little bugger was doing twists and flips and somersaults in the water. It had big shiny black eyes and tiny little whiskers. It was the most adorable thing i'd seen in ages...

I was like, "Aww that is so cute."

My friend said a whale would eat it... then get beached on the rocks. Then pretending to be the whale he said "Eh... It was worth it!"

Yeah, the whale killing itself just to eat the baby seal... :P

My friend - he's bizarre. :D

Next time i head down to the beach i'll take the camera and get some pics.


In conclusion - my town ain't so bad. Hell, it could be a LOT worse.

We're on the coast. We have the beautiful sea. We have a lot of wildlife (compared to cities). We even have a few typical Aussie animals.


Still, i do want to move away when i'm older. I just don't feel that i'm suited to a place like this. I want the bustling city. I want the malls. I want the socialism. I want the scene. I want the jobs. I can't have that here...

I will remember my town fondly though.

I will be proud to say i grew up in such a beautiful place...

And i will return.

I will always return, to walk along the soft beach and dodge the tide, to get lost in the neverending blue sea, and to rediscover those special things i'd taken for granted when life has been so awful, stressful and mundane.

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