Mini Blog about what happened this morning.

• Daylight savings happen in Portugal too. So stay in bed unlike me.

Goes to bloke I do not know. Nice guy with dark hair and black glasses.

• People here are genuinely lovely. On my way to my faculty this morning, it just started spitting with rain, when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I swiveled round, savoured a private rolly eye moment, and readied myself for whatever leaflet was about to be thrust at me. No leaflet, just my diary that I'd dropped. This guy had run out of his way in now the pouring rain and returned my life in book form. (Not being all figurative just that my diary is my life since I jot everything down in it, and without it I'd surely lose my head completely or do something silly like turn up to University an hour early...) I felt like a complete fail.

So today I learnt to be more open and have more time for the world. People always moan that there's not enough time, but only because they don't make it. And those people tend to be the ones wasting away on facebook. Guilty. All this thought waaaay before my 9am start. What's going on?