During the last couple days, I've slid effortlessly back into my old routine — well, minus the jet lag — but encountered something unexpected.
I thought I'd miss waking up in my vila at Varsity Shores, walking 5 minutes to Bond University or socializing with friends. I thought I'd miss drinking a tall Pure Blonde Naked (don't worry. it's a beer), the Australian culture and enjoying Bond's aesthetically pleasing and state-of-the-art facilities, too.
But what I didn't expect is how much I missed Bondies, and how sad I don't have the opportunity to extend the same generous hospitality back.
Not only were Bondies my classmates, but they're also great human beings. I've gotten to know some amazing people and am honored to be friends with them.
I miss Australia, but I miss Australians more. I miss Bond, but I miss Bondies more.
I'm back, but my heart was stolen and left in Australia.
Though it's starting to sound like a broken record, thank you to everyone that made this summer awesome (which, by the way, sounds incredibly cool with an Australian accent).
Australians — Bondies in particular — taught me about how to treat others with a friendly, open-minded attitude without prejudice; Australians and Bondies' friendliness is something to be proud of and given homage to.
If any Bondies are in Southern California or New York, please don't hesitate to contact me at tony@sheckiiville.com. The least I can do to repay Bond for this incredible experience is to welcome a fellow Bondy to America with the same level of respect and hospitality.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you. I love you all and miss you already.
Sincerely, Tony Lee.
