Adventures away from my home.

This last week i went up to Qualicum. Fom some it would seem to be a normal adventure, sure, fun. It was much more than that to me though. I've said that i've wanted a bit of a break from sidney for a while. I hate to be stuck in the same routiene every week. Like, i can literally spell it out right now, but i wont because it would be boring. So i decided the trip was just the thing i needed. I sacrificed a week of school to go have some fun, becuase all the stuff that has been going down lately for me has gotten me rather edgy.
The trip up was the only relaxing part of the week but in a good way. That was because i was playing pokemons, and pokemon is awesome. We stopped at a pretty big mall, but since my contacts were busted i was out of luck for the whole seeing experience, asidefrom the glasses. We went for chinese food when we got into parksville whichi dont normally like, but over the week i've started to take a liking to...althought lettuce wraps still dont make much sense to me. We stayed at George's place for the next couple of nights. He stays up and watches family guy until three in the morning so i'm glad that i was not sleeping in the same room as him XD In the nicest way possible of course. Its a long walk to Qualicum, about 45 minuites and when it is hot out it feels like hours. But that was part of the fun i guess, the scenery was nice and i felt like i was going to get badly burnt but it was so worth it. I met some awesome people. I was scared i would be deathly shy and bashful. I felt like myself most of the time, i didn't feel like i had to make everyone happy, it was just nice to talk to everyone or even just walk and listen. Thats how it should be. I feel that i make too much of an effort a lot of the time to talk to people and it wears me out.
For the most part the trip made me very content and refreshed. Even the trip back even though we were tired sitting on the greyhound could have even been the best part of my week. The feelings of coming home and sleeping in your own bed is always a welcoming feeling.sitting next to a friend and just sleeping, or relaxing listening to music is somethimes better than any words at all.
Overall its good to be home, i feel refreshed, i'm enjoying the bus schedules in sidney and how busses aren't hours apart as upposed to 15 minuites, i'm glad about how close everything in town seems and how i dont have to walk an hour to meet up with my friends, and i'm glad that tomorrow i will have a chance to see some
familiar faces again.