tammaiya | Siblings = No peace

Goddess of Wind, calm and cool and under control.
You don't like getting personal with too many
people.

What element would you rein over? (For Girls)
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Pretty. Not sure if it suits me, but anyhow.
Anyway, since yesterday evening the presence of my siblings has meant we have been doing things non-stop. Chronological timeline:
Saturday evening: Auntie Marie came over. Told me that apparently the side door that Gimli and Aragorn sneak out of in LOTR 2 is actually and officially called a Sally Port. Weird. Must be for sallying forth from... I was meant to have a shower and wash my hair before the footie, cause my cousin Brendan's 30th B-day party started straight after. (Before, really, but same dif.) Got into shower late; Father and Rohan were going to leave without me, but thankfully Dad couldn't find his sunglasses so I managed to get ready JUST in time. (10 minutes after we were meant to have already left) Rohan accused me of being a midget, to which I replied there was a difference between being female and being a midget. We ended up having a rather silly and pointless arguement which went along the lines of: "You're a midget. See, you're shorter than everyone." "I am not! I'm female, you're a guy! You're just a giant, anyway. I'm tall for a girl." etc. Dad despaired.
Hands got cold at footie, so Rohan lent me his leather gloves. He really does rock sometimes. He was also explaining one of the more complex rules to me, and this scary women turned around and told Rohan to be quieter. He said she was rude; I was inclined to agree, but I was a bit afraid of her. I mean, it was the footie! He wasn't talking that loudly, and he was talking about the game. It's not like we were talking about midgets, geez.
At half time, I went for a walk and got stuck behind some guys I thought were security. Then I idly began noticing that they had guns, which perplexed me until I realised they were POLICE, not security. Then I noticed that one had a bomb squad hat, which led me to wonder if the bomb squad is ALWAYS at the football and I just hadn't found out before. Somehow, I think not.
Anyway, the Brumbies creamed the Bulls (64-26), and off we went to Brendan's party. Lots of people there who knew me since I was a tiny child and I couldn't remember, which was embarressing. Saw both Big Brendan (cousin, it was his birthday) who I hadn't seen for years and Little Brendan (Big Brendan's nephew and thus my cousin once removed- is 14), whom I also hadn't seen for years. Hadn't seen Auntie Anne for a few months either.
So yeah, party was quite cool. Practically fell asleep on Little Brendan and parents lectured me. Parents suck.
Then today, we went to Yum Cha. 4th time in 2 months, 5th time this year. Lotsa Yum Cha. *shakes head* Was very yummy, felt stuffed.
On a last note, family saw both drawing and history result. Ceilidh said drawing was good. Father said was good for a stick figure. Then again, Father also describes my anime drawings as "bug eyed creatures". Father kind of a bastard, actually. (And yes, that was taken from the Very Secret Diaries. ^ ^;) Mother has decided to appeal on my behalf about the History mark so I at least don't fail. (Got 9.5/20) Not really sure what to think about that; was sister's idea in first place, and mother wholeheartedly agreed. I'd be happy just to forget about it, but it's a nice thought. I should study maths; however, I'll probably end up playing computer games or reading or something.
Maybe I should write more. Then again, I'm not feeling particularly inspired, so it'd probably turn out crap.
Oh well. Story of my life.
PS- Siblings have just departed about 10 minutes ago. Jackson is gone, but kind of miss Rohan and Ceilidh. I'm sure I'll survive. They'll be back at Easter.
I'll probably get SICK of them at Easter, come to think of it.
I love this song- sentimental value, ya know?