This Peanut Butter is Whipped!!

My mind is blown. And I thought peanut butter couldn't get any better.

I believe the last ocean dip of the season might have taken place on Tuesday, thanks to my dear friend Kelsey. The weather might be getting colder, but no Australian weather can make their oceans as cold as Lake Superior. Therefore, it can be done!

Tuesday morning, as I was rolling my trolley full of groceries back to the P&O, I thought about how weird it would be to be able to go grocery shopping and put things in your trunk to take home. I thought I would probably miss walking down the streets with bags in hand. And then I tripped over my trolley. Changed my mind.

Hey so heaps of us took place in a 4k last weekend! Sporting our Bennie and Johnnie red like true representatives, we got up at the buttcrack of dawn (not an original phrase) and joined the crowd of 20,000 people in the HBF Run for A Reason 4k. I would say our chances of winning were slim but...A for effort!

We learned a lesson in public modesty this past week. If you weren't aware, our building has a balcony that wraps around it on the top level which is convenient for sunning when the walk to the beach is too far, too windy or too sandy. We found out the hard way that the School of Theology is the building right across the street and the building that gets the privilege of enjoying a dozen bikini-clad girls on sunny days. Let's just say they didn't appreciate their privilege...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vyd0ey_FXB8
^ watch this, it's funny

Life goes on. We cherish the beginning of the end of our time here. Even though we still have three weeks left, our days seem numbered as soon as you stop and count them. Already people are saying their final goodbyes to the places, things, and people that have had such a tremendous impact on their experiences here. With so many things that made this trip what it is, the farewell process is proving to be a tedious one.

As for me and some of the others, the week spent away from dear Fremantle during study week is going to be difficult because it's like saying goodbye seven days sooner.

My parents remodeled my bathroom. I know, it's just a bathroom, right? More for practicality than for enjoyment, but it's things like this that remind me that even though home is out of sight, time never stopped passing by. Just like I've experienced change, so have the pieces of my life in the States and re-introducing myself to everything is going to be a bit...weird.

No longer will it be like living in a sorority house with 6 guys (thanks Gina).

Manders