well well, its been a while since ive written anything about the old homestead on 24 freeland. or on our lives. wow. it has been a long time!!!
weeeell, i suppose i can bravely pull up my socks, eat an energy bar, stiffen my upper lip and tackle this large task. keeping you all (relatively) updated really is such tough business.
on the "work" side of life, we're all back at it. mom is back at the clinic full time. everyday excepts weekends. during the holidays she took a day off here and there to sort out the house. so shes back at the clinic. dad went back to lecturing at Mukhanyo today. and we three youths of africa are... back at school. we went back last wednesday. weewee!!! its actually not that bad, once one is back in the swing. in fact, after a measely week of school, it feels like i was never gone. weewee!!!
this school year brings some interesting changes. this introduces the "change" side of life.
1. we miskins now eat good ol' brekkers as a family every morning at 7:00 AM sharp. i suppose the principle behind the idea is noble and true and great, but its not always such a topping way to start off the day... some days we dont say a word, coz we're all too tired. either way, thats the scoop.
2. we have a new teacher upstairs. auntie karla. she makes things much more efficient and... well, organized. see, uncle johan (or sir) was/is not very bothered by admin and organization. so now we have this new teacher, who is all into "procedure" and checking goals and stuff... sigh. where have the good days gone?
3. along with auntie karla came a host of new names for us... nicknames. like "mr. moppet" or "mrs. muffet" or "pops" when was the last time uncle johan called me "my pops"?!?! NEVER!!! id keel over if he ever did... either way, im glad im not in a class with auntie karla (explaining the structure of our school down to the details of classroom arrangement is work enough for another post...) coz if i was in a class with her, i would be subjected to much humiliation and much "mrs. moffet"-ing.
on the "humour" side of life, there is much to be said. i mean, we're The Miskins!!! humour. its a good time.
so the other day at table we were discussing how ppl in the Bible times used to rent their clothes alot. so gordon said "they must have had alot of robes..." so i quipped "well, if you had a look in David's closet youd probably see two sections... robes for wearing and robes for tearing!!!" and if that wasnt enough to set the fam rolling, i then added "he could have written a book!!! 'the wear and tear of daily life'!!!" my family thought that was brilliant... i myself didnt see it as that hilarious.
apart from that, we laugh alot at school when we're not working. at break the other day, my friend lydia, me, morgy and elaine were sitting watching the guys playing hand tennis. lydia then said something that shocked me, and i grabbed her water bottle saying "i shall pour the waters of shame upon you!!!" meaning to sprinkle a few drops on her leg... in my enthusiasm and fire for correction, i squeezed the bottle a TAD too hard, and poured the rivers of shame on her leg!!! poor child, she went to class looking like she had drooled on herself (from when morgy sprinkled her) and her pants were wet, from where the rivers of shame flowed... good thing the pants were black...
apart from school, there really is no news. mrs. faasse is arriving tonight... WEEWEE!!! we're all gonna go fetch her at the airport... the only down side is her plane is landing at 10:00 PM, so im gonna be totally dead tomorrow... we'll see how i cope...:) wish me well!!!
you know what my punch line of the week is? neither do i. help me think of one...:)
kk, see you all later...
enjoy!
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FIIIIIIIIRST COMMENT!! hey fruitcake, haven't talked 2 u in ages. lol about the new administration...sounds like when our new ones came. don't worry, it'll calm down after a little while. don'tcha love it how ppl always laugh hysterically about the stuff u don't even mean to b funny and is rly retarded and don't laugh at the stuff thats SPOSTA be funny? hmm, or maybe thats just me, lol. anyway loser...idk how 2 end this. ooh, ur punchline should be hugs not drugs...good times!!
Hahahaha... I've said it before, and I hope I'll get to say it again. You make me laugh, even in the dire straits and hopeless gloom that envelops my life. Even (and this is heaping praise) even in the face of 9 vociferous papers that I must write... someday... The punchline is obviously the "wear and tear of daily life". Just the idea of David having a closet... Irreverent but quite novel indeed. That really would have made a lovely post title, although it would have been a bit of a spoiler. That and rivers of shame... *snicker* You've made my... day/night/morning. And 99 Luftbaloons is a good song... I got the cd out from the library, and the cover has all these tatooed band guys spewing fire and lightning, and the librarian chided me (tactfully of course) about my music taste. 5 minutes later I left her, still not convinced that there was anything profitable in it. There wasn't either- their version was NOT the Mary-Kate and Ashley version... LOL.
i heard in Bible class or somewhere that when people rented their clothes, they only tore the part by the collar. I betcha thats why button shirts were invented, so u could unbotton a few buttons by the collar, and u could be mourning, and the next day u could wear the same shirt and be not mourning. Although it was probly more in style to mourn in a non-button shirt
Hey if you don't know me yet... i'm tim vanderzwaag and i love your site cuz it's hilarious...
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