morning time

listenin to:rmr breakfast show

i woke up at 6 this morning, awful i tell you. i'm positive there are some kind of synapses or thought processes that are just wonky in my brain at the moment. so i woke up and started prepping for my french tut. the wind is huffing and puffing insanely outside like it is going to topple down a gigantic castle. on days like these there are basic survival tips in grahamstown.
1. wear a beanie, and or gloves and your scarf
2. do not be a preppy over grown teen and wear a skirt or sandals
3. it will rain so carry your umbrella or wear the jacket with the nice big hood
4. if you are without wheels, the walk will be miserable, so get a good tune going in your head and just zone out! this morning i'm thinking switchfoot :)

i must blog about darryl hair and this cricket fiasco but i need to think about it a bit still... in other news the pillays are coming to visit for the weekend. funny funny times. i know my ma will pack the whole house and my dad will want to wear that old ratty tshirt he always likes. prithan will generally avoid wanting to do anyting until the car is out the garage and he stands gel-in his hair in the bathroom. there will be a neighbour who "watches the house" and others who will be sending lots of goodies. all of this drama for 3 days in grahamstown. but u know what, how priceless, you gotta love em.

today i like: my morning cup-of-plunger
today i dislike: do i have to go to this tut!?!