smile for me. (:

it's so strange. you knoe what i found out today, blog?

every time when alex comes to church, his twin--brian doesn't. and every time brian comes to church, alex doesn't.

and then, every time sarah comes to church, gloria doesn't. and today gloria came!! (: but sarah didn't. ._.

it's like they plan it or something. @_@

-_- i'd like to see them ALL come to church at the same time.

but probably next week sarah will come and gloria won't. and only either one of the twins will come. but like they say, you never knoe.

so i was just walking towards the youth room door when some boy sticks out his hand. and says: evangeline?

it was nannan, blog. the boy who we used to be so mean to. @_@

he used to come to our church, when we were all small. and all the kids hated him. i forgot why. it was so long ago. i remember i didn't like him that much either. -_-

i would always exchange insults with him. and we'd always call him names. and chant: we hate nannan! and when he got stung by a bee, we laughed at him. ._. and a couple years later he left our church. @_@

we were so mean. ._. sorrie nannan.

yes. so it was nannan, but he changed his name to greg. or i should say his english name is greg. and he looks SO DIFFERENt. his hair is spiked and he's so tall. and he is much much cleaner. he grew up. he's now a sophomore.

it took me a moment to realize who he was. because you knoe, i haven't seen him for like a million years and my brain was still broken into a million pieces--since it was finals AND sats shattered it all. i haven't finished gathering all my brain cells yet. -_-

yes and after a moment i recognized him. and i said: it's NANNAN!

like i always used to say to "warn" the other kids when he was coming. but then this time it was an exclamation of surprise. but we are on friendly terms now, blog. so there is nothing to worry.

the last time i saw him was at the agape conference, and we greeted each other cordially. and we talked. and i apologized.

so i assumed we were on friendly terms. yes. and i found that people are much more mature when they grow up. and more nicer to each other too.

so i shook his hand. and we talked for a while. and he met uncle and timothy. he was at our church because they had this training thing. and i found out that he plays the drums too! (:

i guess nannan wasn't all that bad. i apologized to him again for being so mean back then. -_- i still feel really guilty about the whole thing, blog.

but like they say, we must not live in the past.

mimi came to our house because she didn't want to go home. her mother was also invited to the sleepover at the house in 'the country.' -_- my mother already left to go there. i hope she has fun. (:

and so that means i have to cook and take care of the house while she's gone. @_@ and steph's not here to help me. but that's okae. because you knoe--the Bible says i can do anything through Christ who strengthens me. (: hah. i can do ANYTHING.

my brother and my father are watching the superbowl.

the guys were worried about not finding a place to watch the superbowl because uncle ronald--reube's dad wouldn't let them come to their house to watch. and they always go to their house to watch the superbowl every year.

oh i don't knoe, blog. is the superbowl an annual thing? -_-

but i'm sure the guys found some place to watch it.

i saw abraham pretend he was interested in watching the superbowl but i could tell he was pretty bored. eheheh.

i kept saying ouch because the football guys keep hitting each other and stuff. because you knoe, in football, you're supposed to tackle people.

and i think abraham and my father kind of got exasperated because i was disrupting the whole game. -_- and they couldn't hear the speaker guy talk. @_@

uncle [dennis] is coming later to watch. and i have to cook dinner for them to eat.

and i said: are you staying for dinner?
he said: if there's going to be dinner provided.
me: oh. i just wanted to knoe because i have to prepare it.
uncle: YOU're preparing the dinner?!
me: yes..WHAT! you don't want to eat the food i cook?!
uncle: no..because if you're going to prepare the food then..good! i'll eat it for sure!

-_- what a LIAR. i bet he's lying, blog. *sob* we'll just kick him out of the house during dinner time. we'll all just carry him and throw him out of the house. (:

my father is leaving for hong kong tomorroe, blog. ): i'm sad. i don't want him to go. i'll feel empty when he's gone. and i'm going to miss him so much. but my grandma's sick. really really sick. she's really close to dying, he says. ._. and he has to go see her. his mother.

i really really miss her, blog. she has some history with us. i wish my cantonese was fluent like reube and spenroe's and wilso's so i could talk to her all day. actually their cantonese isn't THAT good. but chrisl's is pretty good. i just wish mine was fluent.

me: mother, can i go to hong kong with daddy?
mother: yes!
me: i can even skip school?!
mother: okay.
me: yeeeeees. how much does the plane ticket cost?
mother: seven hundred dollars.
me: can you book a ticket for me to go with daddy to hong kong?
mother: okae. give me the money.

-_- VERY FUNNY mother.

then later later she says: of course you can't go to hong kong!

*shriek* my hopes were all high too. ._.

today uncle sang a song in his sermon that he made up. it was talking about pain being a hidden blessing and how God didn't fail us. (: it was a beautiful song. if i didn't knoe better, i'd say it sounded like a "real" worship song.

now uncle could become a PROFESSIONAL song writer.

i told him i clapped first for him but timothy said that uncle doesn't care if i clapped for him or not. -_-

pain is a hidden blessing--dennis liu