smile for me. (:

we had a hearing test today, blog. two women: they walked into our classroom with their black equipment bags.

so it was time and i summoned my row and we went up. to get our hearing tested. and i was nervous. because you knoe, i had a similar hearing test in eighth grade, blog.

and i didn't pass. *sob*

and everyone saw. i heard them whispering: omg! she's deaf!

i told you this already, blog. but that's okae.

and they called me up to the office and i had to take the test again to find out that i failed again. -_-

and i had to go to a specialist after that, blog.

that was eighth grade. the past.

but now that the two ladies came today, i remembered everything. the tingly noises. the buzzing sounds. how cold the earphone feels against your ear. how you have to raise your right or left hand to indicate where you hear the sound coming from. how they always say: are you sure you didn't hear that? how people always stare at me with their minds reading: omg. she's deaf! how i could hear them pressing the buttons but hear no sounds coming from the earphones.

so i was scared, blog. afraid that i wouldn't pass again.

and i don't think i did today. *sob* while the lady could've tested three students, she was still stuck on me. and in the end she said: i'll see you in two weeks. maybe you can't concentrate here.

yes maybe. *sob* i'm not deaf, blog. i'm not, RIGHT? oh well. if i am, jessica kao is deaf with me. i believe she's deaf in her left ear. but don't worry, blog. she could still hear me talk to her even when my talking was directed towards her left ear. (:

blaise has decided to call me "fidget." because i "fidget a lot." but i don't. -_- and i don't like that name. @_@ but i'm starting to respond to it already. *shriek*

which reminds me that in eighth grade someone called me: STUPID!!
me: i'm not stupid!
them: then why did you respond to it?! hahahahaha. you responded because deep down inside you knoe you're stupid!

erhg. when people call me stupid i don't feel smart, blog. -_-

sidenote: jerry was a very nice boy today.

i tell people not to frown or else they'll get "little flowers" engraved on their foreheads forever, blog. *_*

what i REALLY said:

SAtoHsHiMei: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
the WoNgstA: HAHAHHAHAHAHA
SAtoHsHiMei: SPENCER IS HOT?!
SAtoHsHiMei: ...spencer is hot.
SAtoHsHiMei: uhh
SAtoHsHiMei: hahaha
SAtoHsHiMei: that's all i ahve to say
the WoNgstA: =)

in spenroe's profile:

SAtoHsHiMei: ...spencer is hot.
SAtoHsHiMei: uhh
SAtoHsHiMei: that's all i ahve to say

*gasp* that is just CENSORSHIP, blog. @_@

what a boy. -_- he typed up "spencer is hot" as a screen name.

so when i open AIM, the screen name: "spencer is hot" pops up.

spencer wong: the most conceited boy i know. (:

the WoNgstA: so didja get my message that i left on your computer mrs. exasperated?

mrs. exasperated!? *shriek* i don't want to marry a boy named _____ Exasperated, blog.

and have my name changed from the GLORIOUS Evangeline Kwan to Evangeline Exasperated. *shriek* to have the last name "Exasperated" would be terribly dreadful. unthinkable, blog. *shudder* and to be called "mrs. exasperated."

oh well. i don't knoe anyone with the last name Exasperated.

i asked spenroe what his answer would be if i asked him to sadies, blog. but NO WORRIES blog, i wasn't planning to ask him. *shudder* who would want to ask him anyway. heh. :)

SAtoHsHiMei: IF I, Evangeline Kwan, asked you, Spencer Wong, to the Sadies Hawkins dance, would you accept my offer or refuse?
the WoNgstA: lolz ur not gonna ask me
the WoNgstA: so y do i have to tell u?
SAtoHsHiMei: lol. you never knoe.
the WoNgstA: becuz mrs too kool for sophmores
SAtoHsHiMei: hahaha--what would you say
the WoNgstA: doesnt go with sophmores
SAtoHsHiMei: lol.
SAtoHsHiMei: you would reject me? *sob*
the WoNgstA: no
the WoNgstA: i didnt say dat
SAtoHsHiMei: okae what would you say then
SAtoHsHiMei: haha..i'm WAITING
the WoNgstA: doesnt that defeat the whole purpose of asking?
SAtoHsHiMei: still waiting..
the WoNgstA: well if u actually ask
SAtoHsHiMei: *sob* the hideous spenroe will not answer my question
the WoNgstA: den u will find out
SAtoHsHiMei: lol. it's okae. i don't need to ask to find out that i would get rejected..
the WoNgstA: lolz no i didnt say im gonna reject u
SAtoHsHiMei: OOPS i mean i would be kidding but you would say yes..and i would have to go to sadies and be stuck with some ferocious monster
the WoNgstA: LOLZ
SAtoHsHiMei: yea..and i'd be SO embarrassed of you.
SAtoHsHiMei: i'd be like..man do i have to take pictures with this boy
the WoNgstA: HAHHAHAHA
the WoNgstA: ey...im not da one always runnin away from cameras

SAtoHsHiMei: i'm "waiting"....
the WoNgstA: -_-
the WoNgstA: i said if u really do ask me to sadies
the WoNgstA: then u will find out your answer

oh well, blog. i guess i'll never find out my answer then. *_*

happy birthday mike hoe. ANOTHER person turning seventeen. -_- but that's okae. at least you're the first person i knoe from webb that's seventeen. oh wait. except for brian ko, george and joe. so i guess that makes you the fourth person. :) have fun in webb. don't stress too much. :) come back soon. we miss you. -_- have fun being seventeen. :D

AzN cHiNk GuY: i feel so bummed out
AzN cHiNk GuY: everyone is hatin me now
AzN cHiNk GuY: mayan im bummed out fer once evangeline

poor reube. *hug* we love you. (: well at least i do. remember? i can't hate you. you're my valentine for NEXT year. heh. (:

i found out in october last year that "bummed out" means sad. first time i've ever heard that reube is sad, blog. *_* don't be sad reube. :) like they say, "in the end, everything is okay."

*shriek* reube's sad, blog. now i have no one to go to for stress relief. @_@ *sob* we MUSt cheer him up.

the guys, or i should say the boys all came to my house around ten today, blog. they came from spectrum because they were working out. to get buff. and to get in shape. and to lose weight?

well if they did try to lose weight, their attempts were in vain. coming to our house, they ate and ate and ate. they ate rice, chips, and cookies.

wilso likes vanilla wafer cookies. i'm going to buy him eighteen boxes of vanilla wafers for his birthday. :)

and timmy ate two cups of ice cream. and spenroe ate one cup. and i had to scoop it for them with a metal spoon because we don't have an ice cream scoop. -_-

and wilbur left early. to take his girlfriend to ralphs. just kidding, blog. he went to take jessica kao to ralphs to buy food supplies for her secret sister.

i failed. i failed it. because i missed it by ONE POINT. one point, blog. and i cried. i cried the rest of the way home. in the car. and i was bitter. so i ate some candy to be sweet.

on a brighter note, i'm going to go with christina to dance competition tomorroe, blog. (: she says that i never go watch her perform. and last time she told me "yeah..a lot of people's moms and friends were there.." and i could detect a hint of wistfulness in her voice.

so i'm going to go tomorroe, blog. (: and cheer for christina really loud. and take a lot a lot a lot of pictures of her. and i will be known as: evangeline the photographer.

i hope i don't embarrass her tomorroe, blog. she always says that i embarrass her. @_@ oh well. she embarrasses me too. just kidding. i love you christina. (:

i'm going to sneak into the bus. but i'm scared ms. kirkley might get angry at me. so i don't think i'm going to sneak into the bus anymore. i'm just going to help them move and set up things.

last year when i was a sophomore, blog, i had a free fifth period. and ms. kirkley would always kick me out of the media center because she said i was talking and laughing. -_- she kicked me out for eleven times.

but ms. kirkley was nice to me and christina one time. she talked to us in a very kind voice. so maybe she is nice.

i can't help but be scared of her, blog. but i'll try not to be.

maybe i should just walk there tomorroe. (: i have the directions too:
Saturday, Feb 22nd-Sonora HS
Directions to Sonora H.S. – East on Colima to Fullerton Road. Right on Fullerton Road, which becomes Harbor Blvd. Left turn at Whittier Blvd. Right on Palm. Sonora H.S. is on the right side of the street, past La Habra Blvd./Central Avenue. Truck will be parked behind the campus. Bus will be parked in the main parking lot.
$5.00 Admission for spectators

going with christina to dance competition means waking up at five in the morning. -_-

*shriek* what if my eyes won't open tomorroe morning?

oh well. i'm going to try sleeping with my eyes opened tonight, blog.

i missed you something fierce, blog. -_-

that's why i'm talking to you now. :)

i had so many things i wanted to tell you! but i think i forgot everything by now. *sob*

but i reckon i'll try my best to remember. (:

stephanie came back yesterday, blog. she SCARED us. or i should say surprised us.

she called me yesterday and we were just talking.

and i said: where are you, steph?
she said: i'm at san diego!

she said it like i was stupid. -_- i KNEW she was at san diego but i asked anyway.

BUT the thing is, she wasn't.

i stopped talking to her because people were at my house, blog.

then five minutes later i see stephanie walking into the house.

and i rubbed my eyes and blinked repeatedly. and pinched myself just to make sure i wasn't dreaming. because i was really really tired yesterday.

because i slept really late, blog. at two-fifteen. -_- and then SOMEONE just had to wake me up at six fifty-eight. just kidding. it was a wake up call from timmy. because you knoe, i needed to wake up.

he called at six fifty-eight. and his class starts at six-fifty-five, blog. i think he was late to class. heh. sorrie timmy. @_@

my mother says even if i sleep at two and get eight hours of sleep i'd still be tired. but i think i was tired because i slept at two and woke up at six something. four and a half hours of sleep. @_@

my mother was listening to a tape. it was advice from the doctor.

and she told me and my siblings that our liver rests from eleven 'o clock to two 'o clock. so we must sleep before eleven and wake up after two 'o clock or else our liver won't work anymore. or in other words, it will DIE.

i haven't been sleeping by eleven. -_- and i've been sleeping around two for the whole week, blog. sleeping right when my liver wakes up.

will my liver die? will i have to borrow someone else's liver when my liver dies?! @_@ *SHRIEK*

i really hope not. i'm going to try to sleep early today, blog. :)

my mother also read a health book. and she said it's bad for us to drink milk. -_- so away the milk went from the house. so now we drink water for breakfast.

but that's for now according to my mother. she says she's going to help us find some healthy breakfast drink. *_*

and she says that milk is bad because she said that research has shown that milk causes heartattacks and diseases.

and she told me that when i was three i drank at least five bottles of milk every night. *shudder* i don't want to die of a heartattack, blog. -_-

a lot of people say that they think i'm going to die of a heartattack, blog. because i'm so jumpy. but i'm not. @_@

yes. and i think my mother's going to ban junk food and candy from our house too. *sob* and don't forget the cheese.

and she says that she's going to make us eat sweet potatoes for dinner. LO:ASIJ. because SHE had to eat sweet potatoes and raw peanuts when she was small. she said it was because she was really poor. and healthy.

i think we're going to turn into HEALTHNUTS! *shriek*

my my my. i must have gotten sidetracked, blog. @_@ but let me continue. so after i made sure i wasn't dreaming, i believed that steph came home yesterday. and she was.

she bought all of us really koolio things too! she got me an erasable highlighter!

heh. so now i could highlight in all of my textbooks. and then when i have to turn them back into the book room at the end of the year, i'll just unhighlight everything with the highlighter eraser. that is just so koolio. *beam*

AND she got me post-its. i really really like post-its, blog. i told my mother i wanted post-its for my birthday but no post-its were given to me on my birthday. -_-

post-its are fun. they help me remember things. (: so i don't have to write on my hand. jc always gets mad when i write on my hand. -_-

and uncle [dennis] says that if i write on my hand the poisonous ink will sink through my skin and flow in my blood and then lastly into my heart. and i will die.

but yes. steph got me post-its, blog. post-its that say STRESSED in really big words. then underneath it, in smaller words, it says: it's just desserts spelled backwards. and there's little desserts on the bottom of the post-its. eheheh. i like that.

i don't want to use them though. -_- there's so pretty. and they're expensive i must say. it costs one dollar and ninety-five cents. i know how much it costs because steph left the price tag on it. :)

but despite the really nice things she did for us, she LIED. she lied, blog.

she said she was in san diego. -_- but she was on the way home.

but like they say, OH WELL. i'm just happy that steph's home. :)

and she brought us to mcdonalds today to eat. and we talked about milk. and how it's made of hormones. *shudder*

and then afterwards she made me and angela go study with her at church. because she was going to epic with darin. because we can't study at home.

so off to church we went or i should say our second house and then i finished all the homework that wasn't related to the computer. and reube called except steph had my phone.

and then i called him back and he was at xpose limoing or i should say chauffeuring for jerry and his formal date. except they were in line taking pictures and reube was outside waiting for them.

and we have concluded that girls are evil and boys are liars. so we must stay away from them.

and we talked about marriage too. (: he says he's going to get married in our church.

and then after he dropped off jerry to someone's house he went to church and we went to timmy's house to see how dressed up everyone was for formal.

timmy has a pretty house, blog. and there's a lot of paintings hung on the wall.

*sob* our house has no paintings.

oh well. we have PICTURES. and decorations. and drawings by angela, abraham, and marianna. (:

yes. and gloria, sarah and erin were ravishing. (: and timmy, jay, and daniel all looked handsome.

and i felt kind of uncomfortable, blog. -_- because they were all so pretty. even reube was dressed up.

but jordan, wilso, and spenroe weren't. but they didn't feel uncomfortable.

and i met dolly, timmy's dog. except she didn't say hi to me. -_-

then it was time for the anti-formal people to leave. or i should say the people who didn't go to formal. :) because we had to go to dinner.

but we first went to reube's house, blog because he said he wanted to change. he was really dressed up.

they had a dinner party to go to.

i had a dinner party too. except it's a BIRTHDAY dinner party. it was for my father because his birthday is on tuesday. :)

wilso, spenroe, and jordan built a bike. a SMALL bike that is. (: it's so cute. and they all rode on it. but i didn't because i don't knoe how to ride a bike. @_@

spenroe can freestyle, blog. -_- but it's mean freestyling. and his mother didn't like it. but i guess he did a good job. so i clapped for him.

yes. and i'm going to learn how to freestyle too. :D

sunny came to sleep over yesterday. and she's going to sleep over tonight too, blog. AND tomorroe night. (:

i'm afraid i talk too much, blog. i talked so much yesterday night before we fell asleep but she talked too. but my mouth felt so dry so i didn't talk anymore.

and then it got so quiet and i was kind of scared, blog. because it was dark. -_-

i told timmy i was scared of the dark. and because we kept striking twins, he was supposed to be scared of the dark too. but he's not. @_@

but yes. it was dark so i tried to talk again. but sunny already fell asleep. ._. so i had to be quiet and sleep. and try to shut down my brain. but he kept thinking and thinking and thinking. and thinking. and thinking. so i came to the conclusion that i think too much. i must think of almost everything at night. @_@

we were reviewing ap essays in english and we came across a paper that received an eight. nine is the best score. and the paper that received an eight had the word "awesomeness" in it. it was worded as: "and God's awesomeness..."

and my english teacher said: i don't think this paper should have gotten an eight. i believe that God IS awesome but that "awesomeness" just came out of nowhere. awesomeness? i don't think that's even a word.

but i, evangeline kwan, having faith in the writer who received an eight, looked up the word awesomeness to see if it was a real word, blog.

and it was. or i should say it IS. i am happy to say that awesomeness IS a real word. (:

but the word, awesomest, is NOT a real word. *ahem* timmy.

on tuesday i met a boy named blaze, blog.

actually his name is spelled blaise. but i didn't knoe that at first.

he is jc's cousin. and i thought he was lying. but he wasn't.

and he came from minnesota, blog. (: where my parents went to college. or i should say where it's really pretty.

and it's funny because christina told him that i knew him. but i didn't.

and she told me that he knew me. but he didn't.

so it was a mixed up thing. and i would go to school and random people would come up to me and ask: do you knoe a guy named blaise?

and i thought everyone was going crazy. -_-

because it's not everyday that random people go up to you ask you if you knoe someone.

so after walking drew to tennis, i was walking to the stadium with josh because that's where we have to meet for track.

and before the stadium is the gym, blog. and badminton meets behind the gym. and blaise is in badminton. and dance--that's how he knoes christina.

so i was just walking and eric comes up to me and says: hey evangeline. what's your last name?

and i became suspicious and said: WHY. but he just kept asking so i didn't tell him. he's supposed to knoe anyway. @_@

and i was kind of stupid because i was holding my precalc book. and it's one of the few books that's wrapped all nice and has my name on it.

and so he saw my last name because on the bottom right of my book it says: evangeline kwan. period five.

and he started pointing at my head and said: OH IT's HER!

-_- and i was not amused. not at all. because i didn't knoe what was going on, blog. @_@

and then eric and brian both said: do you knoe him--blaise?

and i said: NO I DO NOT KNOE HIM.

but that was okae. because i finally got to meet blaise. and maybe people would stop asking me if i knoe him.

because blaise asked eric if he knew an evangeline kwan.

and eric said: i knoe an evangeline, but i don't knoe an evangeline kwan.

-_- i AM evangeline KWAN.

but yes. i told blaise that my name meant bringer of good news but he doesn't knoe what his name means. poor boy.

and every time someone sees me talking to blaise they would say to me: you knoe blaise? I didn't knoe that.

or they would say to blaise: you knoe evangeline?!

*shriek* this is just madness, blog. @_@

yes. i knoe blaise. END of discussion.

jessica kao has caller id on her home phone. and i didn't knoe that. -_- and i don't have caller id on my home phone.

mimi was sick on friday. and she was eating mint. @_@ i thought sick people weren't supposed to eat mint, you knoe it's so hard to breathe when you're eating mint.

every time i eat mint i almost can't breathe. -_-

evangeline: let's race to see who's the prettiest.
marianna: i win!!

SAtoHsHiMei: mayn it's all your fault
SAtoHsHiMei: i was so tired.
SAtoHsHiMei: and now i'm so awake
BuSta gIgI: haha
BuSta gIgI: wana chat?
BuSta gIgI: hehe jk
BuSta gIgI: dont wana tire u out again
SAtoHsHiMei: tire me out again?
BuSta gIgI: fone..
BuSta gIgI: get it..
SAtoHsHiMei: i don't get it -_-
SAtoHsHiMei: don't think i'm slow!!
SAtoHsHiMei: just because everyone does. @_@
BuSta gIgI: i was saying how we can TALKONDAFONE.. since wer both so hyped up
BuSta gIgI: but i dont wana get u tired again
BuSta gIgI: haha
BuSta gIgI: slow...
SAtoHsHiMei: i get it now!!
SAtoHsHiMei: but actually i don't
BuSta gIgI: haha
BuSta gIgI: alrite
SAtoHsHiMei: how does talking on the phone make you tired
BuSta gIgI: slow poke
BuSta gIgI: when the other one ur talkin to is boring
SAtoHsHiMei: WELL i'm SORRIE mr. FASTPOKE
BuSta gIgI: haha
BuSta gIgI: fast poke
SAtoHsHiMei: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh i get it!!
SAtoHsHiMei: i SO GET IT
BuSta gIgI: yeaaaa
SAtoHsHiMei: oh my goodness!! aren't you proud of me!!
SAtoHsHiMei: :D i get it. i'm so PROUD OF MYSELF.
BuSta gIgI: heck yea.. i average person wouldve gotten in like 2 sec..
BuSta gIgI: but noo.. evangeline got it in 10 mins

is someone trying to imply something. -_-