Morning oh.

"Waking up to a new day is a gift, appreciate it and do remember you are loved. Good morning and have a splendid day."

For a person who LOVES her sleep, waking up to the morning sun is not a priority. NOT AT ALL. I hate morning period. My mornings goes on to be something like this :

I get up, and somehow I'm always late so the first words to come out of my mouth is "oh shit!" or "oh crap!". Then I'm on the phone with my parents who're somehow always convinced that I'm running late, always. (Oh I forgot to mention, I live in Ahmadabad, Gujrat while my parents live in Bombay so therefore the hyper fanatic early morning phone calls for me to wake up on time,  whichI really don't think is quite necessary but I'm not complaining. But I do when it's a weekend. I sure as hell don't need to be woken up at 8:30 a.m.! That's brutal man, my mum gets the kicks out of it *sigh*)   

Anyhoo, so 5 minutes goes in convincing my parents, making them believe that I'm really on time and that the situation is completely under control. Like shit it is. So after resting my case and my parent's their's, I turn on some music and run to my bathroom. Okay, this is like a fundamental rule, no matter how late I need music. I can't work without it, no really. It helps me to think straight, you know. If there is no music, my thoughts overlap and there is no train or chain of thoughts. Every thought is half thought and by the end of it I'm so confused  it's seriously not funny.

Then I come out, kick my room mate out of my room so I can change and yell out to the cook from the room to make me coffee. Strong coffee. That is another rule. Need. To. Have. Coffee. In .The. Freaking. Morning.

Same explanation for this as well, scrambled thoughts and all that. Then after putting on whatever is washed and ironed (to save my self some work and more importantly time) I put on my precious kohl. Okay another very important thing to know about me is, you'll never see me without kohl. Never. Not even at night, not even when I'm hitting the beach, not even when I'm sleeping or I've just woken up. I've been literally stereo tyed. And I don't know on how many occasion I've been asked if I smoke, or do weed or drugs, just because of the amount of the kohl I use. BTW, I do nothing of the above mentioned things.

So this is like another very important fundamental rule NEVER EVER leave without kohl in mys eyes no matter how much I'm getting late, room mates getting pissed because they're getting late in the process or even when the world is coming crashing down and I'm helping Shia LeBeouf and Optimus Prime to save the world, I need to have kohl in my eyes. I mean dude, I'll be working with Optimus prime for love of God! I need to look good! Who knows we'd end up falling in love!  

Yeah okay. Coming back. So when I've dressed up my eyes, I am back to my super speed as the realization of me being late hits me again, and I jet outside my room, grabing m bag in the process, literally gulping down my coffee and BAM! I'm outta the house.

Soo yeah, that's pretty much sums up my mornings. By now I guess, you must've realized I'm not really a morning person.

And my weekend morning? My weekends have no mornings.