the difference between "us" and "them"

before i upload what i created last night, i was sent this link this morning and i HAD to share it. ooo dad, is it not hilarious and right on?!?!?! anyone else watch LOST?! i am sad to say i'll have to wait till the end of the year for the dvd's to come out to see this season...but i'm still so excited it started back up!!
please go to this link and read this little "what type of sandwich a LOST character would make" article.
i can't make up my mind if i like Jack or Sawyer's sandwich more. i seriously was giggling so hard reading this. ooo do yourself a favor and read it!
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i was also sent this photo yesterday from a friend. its far to ostentatious not to share!

apparently this is lady gaga. gotta admit i have only seen one photo (that i know of) of her before and this is not it. but c'mon! that outfit...for real? oooo it is killing me. after the red carpet she changed into another even better outfit.

i seriously almost peed myself when i saw it!

i often feel so sad for "famous" people because they do so many "stunts" like this outfit to get attention and approval and some sort of connection. i guess i'm just glad i'm not desperate like that and know where i belong and more importantly, who i belong to.

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i thought it would be highly amusing and fun to record the differences i’ve noticed so far in

the way americans are verses south africans. this is not exhaustive by any means but having been here 

for 7 months i’ve picked up on some funny patterns.

hahahhhahaha 

American	South African
boys: will never wear shorts above their knee caps	boys: celebrate their legs and show em off
boys: do not wear man capri’s	boys: do wear man capri’s. and they like them. and they are growing on me!*shocked face!*
girls: will wear skirts and dresss	girls: do not really wear skirts or dresses. at all. like never ever.
girls: almost always have shorter shorts then boys	girls: usually wear longer shorts than boys, or of equal length.
boys: will hunt deer. maybe	boys: will hunt wildebeast, or impala, or sable, or...or...or...
girls: will shriek when they see insects and bugs	girls: though they are not “bug happy” they do not shriek in terror upon seeing bugs
boys: will hunt with a gun	boys: will prefer to hunt with a bow and arrow, but use both.
will have a barbeque maybe once a month	will braai** at least once a week
drive on the right side of the road	drive on the left***
they say: awesome	they say: lakker
will worry about bad hair days	will worry about running into a snake out on a walk
know the pleasure and enjoyment of dunkin donuts	have yet to partake of such pleasure
people drink coffee, then some tea, and a few drink hot chocolate (except for snowy winter days)	they all drink tea, some hot chocolate, and a few coffee
kids will wear shoes when out in public	kids do not wear any sort of foot protection. this includes public malls, movie theatres, grocery stores, schools, doctor’s offices, etc...kids are always barefoot, up to about 12 years of age. gross and weird.
will watch tv for entertainment	will hike a mountain or play games, hardly ever watch tv.

 its weird they don't drink coffee here really...

(cue long coffee induced digression. in: 3, 2, 1....GO!)

ahhhhhhhhhhhh i miss drinking my “drug” of choice each morning and afternoon and throughout the day.

someone please open a real coffee shop close by. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

(this is where i thought the digression would end. turns out my mind was still on a roll!)

o my goodness and i know i am obsessed with coffee. i know it. but i wouldn’t say i’m an addict. 

addicts get headaches and the shakes when they don’t get their “fill.” 

i’ve never once had a headache from lack of coffee drinking or

had the shakes. in fact, for as much coffee as i consume on my own, i should.

 but i don’t. i think its because the caffeine doesn’t affect me. like my father i have the 

joy and ability of drinking a great cup of coffee at 9pm just before bed with a cookie and

falling asleep not 20 minutes later. coffee is not a “wake-up” necessity for me. it doesn't, and never

has, kept me awake when tired.

it has and always will be my preferred drink of choice (after water, of course). 

it has and always will invigorate me and delight me.

there is nothing like a freshly brewed pot of coffee. just the smell signals to my brain and being

that joy is soon to erupt inside me!! ahhhhhh

i could write a pathetic love tale about coffee and myself.

i’m a coffee connoisseur. 

i can tell you where in the world a brew is from with one little sip.

i can tell you if it was a rainy season or dry season.

ok, ok, that last part was made up...hahaha, can anyone tell that?! but i can, for reals, tell you 

where a brew was grown.

my preferred brew: cafe bustolo. a cuban brand (holla, homeland!), which is actually an espresso.

i prefer my coffee the german way. strong and thick. 

i also usually drink it the german way as well: with milk and honey.

i drink it black.

i drink it was sugar.

with creamer.

with just milk.

with honey only.

ahhhhhh there are infinite ways to have a cup of coffee.

its been far to long since i had a good cup. i have so many goals for this year.

seriously, i have a very long list.

but, one of the easier to accomplish goals is to buy a french press so i can 

have a semi-good cup of coffee instead of this nescafe stuff.

i like nescafe...but it misses the experience of coffee that i love so.

and its always been about the experience to me. the flavor of it as it runs down my tummy and warms my 

whole body and the way the smell fills everything with its delectable scent. ahhhhhhhhhhh

ok, before i start making you all think i’m a wacko i should stop.
this is from my coffee loving college roommate. (side note: the two of us sorta opened a little coffee house out of our dorm room. we'd have lines before chapel and had various flavours, etc...etc...fun times with ellen.)

"Coffee should be black as hell, strong as death, and sweet as love."

*for instance, i get made fun of when i wear my skirts and dresses.

**(a better, longer version of barbeque)

***absolutely LOVE this. somehow my ambidextrous brain finds it much easier to drive here then it ever felt in the

states. i guess its like those weird random times i’d switch it up on a team and bat lefty. or like when i’d drive my 

gymnastics teachers nuts and baffle them in my ability to do a left-hand cartwheel correctly and my inability to ever 

do a right handed one. it could be like the litany of little things i do backwards... 

all that to say, score one for God creating me this way *smile*