I should have updated on Friday, but...

Anyway, we went to Al-Ain this weekend. My Grandparents house was full of kids running around, teenagers escaping at night to eat fast food (my brother confessed), and adults running after misbehaved children. It's usually always like this, but this time, my Aunt who lives in Qatar came to visit, along with her 4 girls and son. Thats why the house was full.

On Friday, we had a huge family gathering. I love family gathering; aside from my working in the kitchen. I don't know WHAT these people think. My Grandmother always complains about how "girls are now" aka, they don't know how to cook. I'm under the "Girls this generation" category, unfortunately.

I can't help it. I'm afraid of ovens, knives, raw meat and getting my hands dirty. There is this Aunt that loves to make me look like a joke. I don't know why, maybe it's my quiet personality or something, but when I'm always around it's like I'm always her target. And as I predicted, she was looking for me on the day of the gathering to 'help'.

Another sad thing in that house, if you want to eat, you'll have to go to the kitchen. Thats where she was, along with my younger cousins who were caught and forced to work. I seriously thought about staying with them, if it hadn't smelt like raw meat. She didn't talk to me until she saw how frustratingly slow I ate my breakfast, and the only thing she said was to hurry up because there 'are things that I have to do'.

'Like hell,' was what I wanted to say back.

I was exceedingly lucky to sneak away from her. I avoided her along with my 2 eldest cousins, who were rebelling about an incident that happened the day before, which involved my aunts snatching the desserts they made (for the gathering)and giving it out without asking.

We managed to get away, but not without my Grandmother yelling at our "Representative of Girls this Generation"; a cousin who is always in the wrong place at the wrong time and is always lectured for no reason at all.

But as I said, despite all that, I love family gatherings. All the girls would gather around and start talking about everything and anything. From professors at the university to how funny summer vacation was. The muscles in my stomach was aching from laughing so much.

My cousins are the only reason why I tolerate going there in the first place, or else I'd be reaaaally hating my life right now.

Anyway, I went to the movies with my mother and her friends yesterday. I swear it was like going out with a group girls still attending university instead of mothers. I don't know why it felt like that, but it did. Then after that, they dragged me with them to a store full of kitchen ware.

Mothers will always be mothers...

One week left until school. Until the first day of my last year at school. I don't want it to come! >_<
I feel like...I'm not ready for this...and there is the which university to go problem. I know that ZU (Zayed Univserity) is out of the question because it's not challenging enough. Plus its full of snobs and potential bitches, and no way am I going to put up with that.

But now I'm trying to go with my cousin's advice, which is to slow down and focus on the hardships of Grade 12.