Cute without the E

Third Day At Torquay; The Place I'd Rather Be.
10:27am
This morning I didn’t wake up at my usual time. I seem to wake up earlier near the beach, not just at Torquay, but in Robina, Runaway Bay, Surfer’s Paradise, Phillip Island. I suppose I'm just more of the beach person, I mean the rest of my family gauges my eyes out to try and get me up back at home, yet here, they fail to get out of bed before ten and I'm up at seven. So this morning I meet Trent, also known as “Trennybear” down at the beach to find him doing footy drills. Yes, that is normal behaviour for him. I love how he can find something football related anywhere he goes, me however, I'm still a lost child, I need to find what I love, I thought I found dancing, but I suppose I was wrong. Even though I love it to death, it will just have to leave me. We go for our morning swim, and after that we get up on the sand to find my mother waiting; I guess she loves the beach too, I can’t lie, she was the second one up this morning after all. As we dry off, a retriever pup and his owner come walking towards us, as expected it runs up to play. It’s funny how it can just stop to say hi to everyone and not be bothered about wether or not the person will hurt it. But of course I guess it can sense wether it is liked or not. After saying goodbye and getting my latte I come back home to find the lazy one on the couch, eating junk food at ten in the morning. It sickened me quite a bit to see that’s how we were at home. I have to admit though, I haven’t eaten a full Macca’s meal in a while, and I’m quite thrilled about that. So anyways, this leads me here, sitting out on the front decking saying good morning to ever passer by that comes along, sipping my coffee and writing this. I feel like another coffee, so I think I’ll just leave this at where it is at the moment. Yum Cha ^-^

6:55pm
Ok so after I had my coffee and continued to just sit outside tanning like the white girl I am, my parents decide that they should finally go to the beach, I tell them I’d stay home, just because I was tired. About ten minutes after they left, I realised that this weekend away was way too short to just sit in the beach house all day, so I got redressed and took a walk down at Bells street. I walked up one way, and then down the other before walking across down to where the surf beach is. After walking along that I carry on up to where all the cliffs are and sit there for a while, just watching the surfers down further. I make my way back down to the surf beach before entering Front beach, where I sat and drank another coffee before making my way back to the house. My parents had read the note I left them and surprisingly, they weren’t that worried. I suppose everyone worries less when they’re down here! Around half an hour later, my temporary neighbour walks in with his friend, surf board in tow, into his rented out cottage. On their way back out, they stop to say hi, and invite me to Macca’s. That was the third group of people here to invite me there. I guess that’s the place these teenagers here hang around at. Which is weird, because there was a beach right there? After declining, knowing my parents would get pissy; I carry on checking updates through my dads mobile and then go inside. The family and I go around the corner to that ice cream store to get ice creams and myself a smoothie. To be honest, I cannot possibly be bothered carrying on in detail the events of the rest of the day, so long story short, me and my family went down to the beach, once again, I went for my usual walk around the beaches and the cliffs, I went back down to the beach, washed up and then ended up back out here on the front decking, writing this, drinking my coffee and eating my Doritos. Om Nom Nom! For the evening I think I shall go get another coffee, an ice cream and then watch the ocean for a bit, hopefully bump into the temporary neighbour again for a smoke. Ciao for Now!