what a week. in a Forrest, riding bikes, being hoisted up trees, getting lost in the rain, riding around the outskirts of the Forrest trying to get back in for an hour, catching one fish, playing mini golf, winning the pool tournament, bruising my whole body on the rapids, talking to random people, pink shirt boy, crying boy, soulja boy kid, swimming pool man, shorts guys, wine man, hardcore ravers, wanna be ginge, skets, drug dealers and numerous other names i had for people. i still have the bruises, i have still yet to wash the smell of chlorine off me and I'm still waiting to see all the pictures. all in all. i would recommend center parcs very much so.
after the short time away i cant help but think even more about how i don't want to be here? as we drove back into not so sunny crawley, we drove past k2, we drove through town, theres the cinema, oh look its TGI's. Wow. oh the sarcasm. I've realised theres so much more out there and i think people who stay in crawley there whole lives, well i just feel kinda sorry for them. i would be surprised if i was still here in two years time.
i have a new plan, life guard in Australia. yes what is it with Australia i here you ask? well i don't know tbh. i must have lived there in some sort of previous life and my spirit is dragging me back to my home land. ha. home land. makes it sound like im from space. or just the fact its super hot and full of surfer dudes. but either way im destined to go there.
and then don't even get me started on Canada. but i think i might leave that for a holiday destination. like living in Australia "hey where shall we go on holiday? hmm i know Canada". Sweet. lets book it now.
so i say. live life to the full. your not made of glue so why stick around?
oo how poetic.
Peace.
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