Not The Right Material

It's been a long night. The kind where i'm alternatively pleased and crushed, which is quite exhausting. The kind where English and i alternatively fought and hugged, which is quite confusing. The kind where the kids were alternatively annoying and sweet, which is quite bizzare. All in all, it was a long night.

Problems encountered? When siblings have such similar characteristics that it quite literally a poker through the heart. When junior leaders try to exert their authority over you, and you end up arguing because, NO, you DO NOT want to dress up in toilet paper and pretend to re-enact the Olympic opening ceremony. When children decide to tell you that you are more or less un-marriagable unless the guy is deaf, blind and stupid. When you realise that people value the fac that you drive them home more than your actual presence. When you realise that you're never going to be one of those people that people all talk about for being cute, or whatever, so you'll have to settle for being the person who the guys rate the other girls too. When you realise that you'd rather watch DVDs with a seventeen year old than go home on your own.

When you realise that it's 12.15am and you're still up, but you really should try to get some sleep before sunday school in the morning...