Have you sleepwalked into the shower fully-clothed and not woken up until the water hit you?
Neither have I.
But, this morning, I did find myself standing in the shower fully clothed, socks and all, and not by the force of another person. This was because I was already fully drenched from head to toe, and saw no need to remove the wet clothing before tossing myself into the shower. So I didn't. The reason I was already soaked was because during our time in the greenhouse when Kestus and I were supposed to be planting cute, innocent brocolli plants, we got into a waterfight that lasted the next hour and a half, approximately. We eventually involved Eli and Sarah and anyone else who came close enough to us to get doused by our wild watering can flinging. We eventually resorted to the use of buckets, because watering cans aren't all that ideal for sneakily soaking your enemy. In the end the plan was to throw Kestus fully clothed into the big water tank, but by that point we were mostly done with the whole thing and called a temporary truce... at least all the plants in our path got thoroughly watered. As did we. So that's how I know it feels weird to wear socks in the shower. Try it sometime, and I think you will totally understand what I mean.
On to other things, today marks exactly one month to our dedication from European Bible School. I don't like countdowns, they are too depressing... but I thought I would just inform everyone how much longer I was here... at EBS at least. I don't come home for almost another month after that though, which has it's awsome sides and it's not as awesome sides...
Last night we took the bus and drove to this beautiful waterfall. Because of all the rain it was quite impressive.
