A hike!

So, like, as I have said before, this blog is for my rants on my views. So when I am going to say with much excitement that I am going on a school hike, most readers would say "What the hell, how is this relevant?"

Three fact about me that I will share,
A) I have a knack at being injured by the smallest things, like accidentally punching my desk. (Result was splitting all the skin on my knuckles.)
B)I love nature despite my needy love for technology.
C) These two things, coupled with a whole weekend with 7 other students, 3 boys and 4 girls, hiking the Cathedral Ranges in Victoria, will certainly mean I will have motivation for a good ol' rant! Not to mention Jason, Ricko and Grady are my good mates and know about the first fact mentioned, are excited to see what happens to me this hike!

Last hike, we were at Wilsom's Prom, at the southern most point of the Australian mainland. Wind was strong enough to blow even Ricko who is heavy. As the skinny, weedy kid, I was blown backwards more than the others and nearly went over the cliff and into the rocks in the water below. Twas what got me into the whole Life and Death, Sane and Insane sort of theories.

The girls, for those that wonder if something is going on between them and us boys, are unknown to me. I was even surprised their were girls interested to be honest, as the dates clashed with a dance party where guys had to invite a girl to be their partner for it. Us four guys dislike such parties and with the help of Mr. Fuller, got a hike organized to help promote independence. Mr. Fuller was going to camp it out in the caravan he will be taking with us with his 4WD, what ever model he has these days, so that he can stay within reception for his phone should he need to contact us on the two-way, such as someone family member being sick or such, and to also get an ambulance down to us in case we radio him with an injury.

Mr. Fuller is a great teacher, and as an offhand joke gave me bungee rope to tie myself and my pack and tie the other end to the tent in case I sleep walk out of the camp site and get killed. If anyone else gave me one and told me why they were giving it to me, I'd hit them or drive them insane, but Mr. Fuller gets a box of Krespy Kremes. The guy is a legend to us kids in Uni.

But yes, expect me to either have a near death experience, nearly murdered for driving the others insane with my rants or both. Either way, I will return alive somehow and tell you my experiences. The hike shall be on the 17th of August, so hopefully I can get some rants in before than. My excitement for the hike however my stop me from having a good rant ready how ever, so we shall see.