Quick Update on Liz and Amanda

I'm waiting for Union to send me my password so that I can see what classes I'm in before I leave campus. It's taking awhile, so I thought I'd put up an update about Liz and Amanda. Luckily, they don't read my long boring posts so I have free range. No one is commenting on the blogs anymore. People, Liz doesn't know how to access e-mail - comments and blog posts are her only communication with the outside world. She misses your comments about our plans to play soccer. I guess I should put up a disclaimer that a lot of this post is sarcastic or completely untrue.

We have three tests down, one to go. After missing the question on the Australian Studies examination, I can now tell you that the most popular women's sport in Australia is a sport called netball. It's like basketball, but without the fun. We just finished a paper on Australian culture, which has been a miserable experience for us all. Australia doesn't have culture (don't tell them, it is a sensitive subject). No - I'm kidding, kind of - but one of the themes in class was the importation of culture from other places and Australia's cultural cringe. My research was on Mark Oliphant - an Australian nuclear physicist who helped enrich uranium for the atomic bomb; later, he became a prominent non-proliferation advocate. Interestingly, Australia is deciding whether to export uranium in this election cycle. Liz rocked the Terrestrial Mid-Term, receiving the highest grade. Who would have thought randomly answering multiple choice questions could be such an effective strategy? Amanda has been doing really well, too. She is probably copying off Liz.

Matt Smith (Ozone Alumni 2007) is sending absolutely hilarious e-mails, which I have been reading and replying to instead of studying. He has this tendency to leave riddles, too, which keep me procrastinating. After the geology final tomorrow, I'm going to try to put up a couple blog posts about Heron and Fraser. I've also decided that I will sit down tomorrow and figure out what to do with my life come June. Probably won't figure it out, but I'll see what options I have.

Over the last week Amanda and Liz have developed weird habits. Amanda runs around lying about her dingo attack (Mrs. Kern - Amanda is safe, no matter what she might tell you) and about how well she drives manual transmissions. She even offered to teach Brandon McArdle how to drive stick. I can't think of a less qualified teacher or a less mechanically inclined student. "Put in the clutch" would likely be followed by the passenger window rolling down. As for the dingo attack, my attempts to dispel this myth are usually met with violence or fabricated evidence. "Look at the dingo tracks." "Those are people footprints, Amanda..." Liz, on the other hand, is a completely different story. Because of the lack of comments from her friends and family she has slowly slipped into a state of disrepair, walking around with her head down and uttering gibberish. She tells us she speaks the Aboriginal language Koori, but unfortunately the language became largely extinct decades ago. We will have to pray that Liz learns to access e-mail or that her family sends messages to this blog before she goes completely nuts.

In all, we are stressing, but slowly been getting plans together for Tasmania. Despite the quick pace of exams, we're all having a good time. One exam left...