smile for me. (:

so this weekend we all slaved over homework, blog. -_-

we had today off but we were still doing homework. and me and steph decided that teachers don't knoe what holidays mean. *_*

enter the kwan house into the homeschooling room (that's where we do our homework--and we used to homeschool in there hence it's the "homeschooling room") and you'd see textbooks and notebooks and construction paper (for our projects) strewn everywhere.

and we were all in such a bad mood that we all just decided to shriek and yell at the same time. and i just ran around the house screaming my head off until my father said to be quiet because his ears were about to fall off. -_-

and i tried to drive steph's car away except the gear wouldn't shift to reverse and i was SO EXASPERATED, blog!!! -_-

so i just turned on the car and sat there for two minutes then i stormed out and went back into the house and steph said that i didn't ask her permission to turn on her car.

and that i couldn't drive her car 'til i get my license WHICH WILL BE ALLLLLLLLLLL THE WAY IN AUGUST. @_@ (but at least i'll be getting it before spenroe eheheh)

and then all of us were throwing small temper tantrums and we were all yelling at each other and abraham comes in the room and he starts yelling and we all scream and jump AND THEN

the music goes on while i was still in the middle of throwing a temper tantrum but then steph and christina thought i was dancing so christina started video-camering me and angela and marianna half throwing a temper tantrum and half dancing. -_-

steph just sat on the computer and watched. -_- and she and christina laughed because they said i looked so stupid. (@_@ i resent that.)

and then steph said to pretend to be like those punk rock bands. and pretend i did. i was the lead player of the ataris and sum41. and i played an invisible electric guitar and sang in an arrowhead water bottle microphone and threw money around and rocked my head until my hair felt tired.

then my mother walks into the room and she tries to stifle her laugh and i try to make her dance with me but she refused. -_- and she looked disgusted. @_@

and i felt so tired and i had a strong craving to study for math so study i did. and i made notecards for the formulas so i can remember. and i was happy. *beam*

yesterday when wilbur was driving me home he said that he'd pay a million dollars to see me dance. @_@ but i think he was exaggerating.

and he kept calling me ugly. ._. (i think seventeen times? i lost count -_- )

like:
1) ohh no the sun is shining soo BRIGHT! now everyone can see your ugliness!
2) you knoe what--you look uglier today.
3) what? you're ugly?
4) yea you're ugly and i'm hot and sexy.
5) did you knoe that you're ugly

and just stuff like that. ._.

and then afterwards he called me stupid. -_-

did he mean that i was stupid or ugly, blog? or BOTH? *sob* what a horrible best friend. >_<

on a brighter note, he lent me a dollar to buy angela strawberry slush because i told her that i was going to get her a prize.

but i only had a dollar and four pennies. and i was going to get strawberry boba but then it costs $2.69 so i got without boba which costs $2.15 and i had to borrow a quarter from these hoc people.

and when i walked up to the cashier lady (who was a man before but he was doing something else because i took too long and i think he was impatient), wilbur looked away and covered his face with his hand. ._. i think he was embarrassed of me. -_-

and i was kind of sad. but then i didn't feel embarrassed so i felt better.

before i was stranded at church or my second house so wilbur brought me to reube's house and we went to db quickly to buy twelve cups of boba for their stats project.

and their friend jonathan came along too. he was dressed in his sunday best clothes but he didn't go to church that day. and he's cantonese too. (: so wilbur was the odd one out because he's a mandarin boy.

so we had to open up all the quickly cups and pour out the nai chai or tea to count the boba. i counted the fastest, blog. *beam* and i had to record the answers too.

did you knoe that there's about 82-103 boba in each cup. (wah-sai--we thought jonathan was lying the first time he counted 93 boba.)

and he counted with his hands at first and we didn't think that would be too clean so we used spoons to count.

then i played wilbur big 2 and i BEAT HIM TWICE!! yayayay!! :) heh. and he didn't want to admit that i won. @_@ what a bad loser.

then i went to spenroe's room to find spenroe sleeping. but i thought he was dead at first. @_@ he was lying so still. so i was going to poke him but i remember he looked so tired at church so i left him sleeping like a baby. (:

and reube moved his room all the way downstairs all alone but he says it's been like that since a long time. (i would be SUPER scared if i had to sleep downstairs allll ALONE...most of the monsters lurk downstairs i think--especially the green ones).

and he finally gave back the angels ticket that i made for chrisl. but some of the letters are missing in angels so it only says: ang. -_- and it was made in october last year so it's old: seven months.

on saturday i went to sujaya's gargantuan humongo broken elevator house, blog. o_O it's like super super super SUPER BIG. i think it might even be bigger than reube and spenroe's house but spenroe and the guys said i was just "exaggerating" but i'm not. ._.

and henry said it IS bigger than the houses in the country.

they should go take a look at his house themselves and then their eyes will be like this: O_O

and he has like seven cars? mercedes, volvo, lexus and who knoes what else. @_@ i just remember their garage and driveway full of cars.

and he has a broken elevator, blog. but they're not going to fix it because it costs money (which he has TOO MUCH of--haha. @_@ )

hacienda heights people can be rich too you knoe--not just diamond bar people. @_@ (but don't worry i'm not rich, blog. like they say: you don't need money to be rich. and besides: money can't buy everything).

and when sujaya asked what we wanted to drink henry said: soda/coke and i said water. but then sujaya comes back with two cokes saying: oh sorrie evangeline. we didn't have any of that (referring to water); we only had coke.

how often do we hear that..i thought it was supposed to be vice versa. @_@ anyhow so i had to break my new years resolution of not drinking soda. but it was kind of a special occasion so i think it's okae. but it's not like i kept all of new years resolution this year. -_-

lemme see..four months and twenty-five days ago i said that for this year i'm going to TRY to:

-be on time for class, track practice, church--or everything
-go to bed by 11 PM
-go to crosscountry/track practice everyday (no ditching)
-do something nice for two people weekly
-care for a family member weekly
-to grow at least two inches
-online/phone after i finish homework
-finish learning how to play guitar
-play the drums better
-get my permit by February
-drive and get my license by August
-not get a ticket or in an accident
-run a mile under 6:40
-get straight A's and stay on district scholar
-not exasperate anyone (especially jordan)
-work by the time school ends
-drive to sd to visit steph
-not run around so much
-be more decisive
-cook dinner for my family every other week
-not procrastinate on homework
-and lastly, to not be stupid so everyone would stop calling me stupid. and telling me to be quiet "in a harsh way" or in other words: shut up.

and i forgot to put in not drinking soda unless it's a special occasion (it was our whole family's new years resolution).

honestly i've kept three resolutions so far, blog. -_- horrible progress.

well i'll expect to keep nine of them by the end of the year (or maybe ALL but people like wilbur will just say i'm dreaming). so at the end of the year allllll the way at the end of december i'll come back and see how many resolutions i've kept. (:

so we were working on our statement of intent for our ap english/us project when henry out of the blue just asks: hey vangie--if i'm not a christian am i going to go to hell?

and i reluctantly said yes (because i don't like to say that they'll go to hell)

and he said: really? (then to sujaya) hey sujaya, both of us are going to go to hell!!

and he started cracking up. -_-

but it's not funny but he said he just thought that i was amusing. *_*

but it's simple like that: if you don't believe in Jesus, you won't be saved.

all you have to do is believe and you'll be saved. (just doing good things doesn't get you into heaven and doing bad things doesn't mean you'll go to hell.)

picture this: you're on a ship. say, titanic. titanic's supposed to be strong and sturdy. you trust its strength. you never thought that it would sink.

but then titanic hits an iceberg..and the ship starts to sink. and here you are drowning in the water. your friends are drowning too. and some people don't even knoe about the shipwreck yet..they're still in the ship "having fun"--ignorant of what's going on.

but everyone who's drowning needs something--someone to save them.

and that's when the lifeboats comes around and you can see that it saved so many people from drowning already.

they come to you with outreached arms. and you have a choice: 1) to accept their help and give them your hand or 2) to refuse their help and continue to drown.

so Jesus is like the lifeboat who comes to save us and we all have a choice to either accept or reject His love.

(: Jesus loves you! (did you knoe He loves ME TOO? yayayay!!)

then ten minutes later sujaya asked me if i fart in front of my parents. -_- they ask weird questions.

and i said no because i don't like farting. @_@

and he said: REALLY?!

and he was surprised because he said that him and henry fart all the time.

and he told me that farting was good for people.

and he asked if anyone in my family farted and i told him that my brother does.

this is what abraham always does when he farts: one, two, three *blooop* then he runs away because any of us could yell at him.

OR else

he says: FIRE! and then *bloop* and he runs away really fast because he's supposed to be a rocket or something.

and then the rooms always smells worser than skunk after that so me and christina and angela always have to hold our breath. -_-

gabey came down this weekend because berkeley's done already. -_- and he went back yesterday night because of summer school.

and he pierced his left ear! (like a girl) -_- and i told him that he looked like a girl and he said i looked like a mister wearing a clip. -_- but misters don't wear clips!! @_@ i still can't believe he got into berkeley.

and he brought his friend named andre. and he's embarrassed of his name or something, blog. i asked him what his name was and he said: andy. and then all the guys yelled: don't lie! his name is andre.

so andre it was (and it's supposed to be pronounced "and-di-thre" because i think it sounds more professional)

jordan didn't come to church yesterday, blog, and as hard as i hate to admit it, i missed him. ._. next time i see him i'm going to strangle him and yell at him.

but timmy came (finally) and i forgot his half birthday present at home!! -_- it was on may fifteenth, four days before mine, blog. (happy half birthday timmy) but it's not really a present. it's just seventeen and a half creme savers (because he said that's his favorite candy).

my best friend found a replacement for me, blog. ._. and i'm kind of sad. but that's okae. i'll be replaced by everyone sooner or later. and i'll just be best friends with the tree and hug it at all times.

i talked to edwin (wei-chong--he's cantonese too, blog. yay) yesterday because i couldn't sleep--mostly everyone was sleeping so i didn't want to wake them up and i was trying to wait for steph to come up but she took so long. -_-

he was in the middle of writing his journalism article. @_@ but i kept talking and talking and talking. (i talk too much.) so i let him kind of talk and i found out that he's a romanticist but shh don't tell anyone, blog. then he had to go and so i talked to the wall but he was ignoring me so i decided to talk to the bunk bed. and then i fell asleep when steph came in.

after dinner i watched drumline with christina and angela and abraham and marianna and my father and steph watched half of it. and we had to fast forward a lot of parts because some of it was "bad" and we were in a hurry.

everyone who watched it said that they wished that they were in drumline but i really really wish i was in drumline. @_@ i just never thought about it. but i like drums. @_@

and as steph says, the moral of the story is:

to be a leader you must learn how to follow--drumline

and steph is driving home now and she took my cell phone because she has no more minutes on hers and if she overdoses on her minutes then she'll have to pay a lot a lot of money. so she took mine away (his name is foibol). so if you want to call me you have to run to my house and tell me.

ahaha just kidding. (:

heh. just call my house phone like before. :) i miss having house phone calls.

the only people who call my house phone are the school answering machine lady calling to tell me that i was absent, or my piano teacher or people who hate cell phones.

so i'm waiting for stephanie to call me because we have to make sure she's back in san diego safe and sound. or else we won't knoe if something happened to her. @_@

i ate a popsicle today and there was a joke on the popsicle stick, blog. (i'll tell you so you can laugh.)

Q: what kind of bone is musical?
A: a tromBONE.

ahahahaha get it?! because i do.