smile for me. (:

so steph brought me and christina and marianna to lollicup to buy boba. (:

there were FOUR drinks except i knocked one of them over. right when christina said: watch out.

just because i wanted to get a green straw.

and steph said to me: you're the clumsiest person i knoe!

and so the boba splattered all over the floor. -_-

and the lollicup man sighed and wiped up the big brown puddle with a broom. and swept all the boba in the stand. but the brown puddle was still there. -_-

and then a second later a lady stepped on it. and marianna starts pointing: look! she's stepping on it!

and we had to hurry and leave before the lady found out. @_@

so angela tells me that jordan got angry at her today just because she didn't say hi to him. (: that's jordan.

just kidding. jordan was really nice to me today, blog. (: quite cordial i must say.

except he made me get him tea. -_- but that's okae. because jerry and spenroe and wilbur and joe made me get them water.

so the guys were walking into church and they all pointed backwards to gabey so he would have a "special entrance" since he's been gone for so long. :)

we missed you SO MUCH gabey. *sob*

and sarah and gloria came to church today, blog. TOGETHER. (:

but i only saw alex today. no brian. -_-

GangsterPunkAzn: and then I'll give you the metronome and we'll all live happily ever after

like cinderella. :)

so on friday wilso said: hey evangeline--wanna drive my car?

and i was so happy because he was finally letting me, blog. but i calmed myself and said: sure.

and i reached for his keys and he jerks his keys away and says: haha NOT. i'm never going to let you drive my car!!

-_- and i was disappointed. i'm not going to let him drive MY car when i get a car.

yesterday was a failure day, blog.

i was running my sixteen hundred meter race at walnut high. and i was second place for two laps. and then i thought to myself: oh no! i'm going too fast!

so i slowed down. @_@ AND i started getting really tired. and so a horde of people pass me by. and then i say to myself: i'll just sprint at the end.

but i didn't, blog. *sob* i didn't even make it top four. ._.

and i told my father about it. and he said: WHAT?! there's such thing as running too fast? i can't believe it!

but i said: BELIEVE IT!

so he did.

and i did horrible on my CM test for piano, blog. -_- i probably didn't get an A. *sob* and i messed up on my best song. and when i finished, the lady had her eyebrows raised. like this: - ` *

*sob* i'm so doomed to failure, blog. -_-