smile for me. (:

i miss my mother. ._.

she went on a trip with some other ladies but she secretly told me that she didn't want to go because she wanted to stay home with us.

her last words to me for the day was: are you hungry? okae bye i love you.

heh. *hug* i hope you miss us mother...because we do. ._. (i love you)

my father thinks he's a great cook. @_@ he said that he had lots of practice from college.

well maybe he is. we shall let him try cooking for the family one day.

we ate red/brown/purple rice for dinner. it's exactly like white rice except that when you look at it..it looks like BUGS. *shudder*

and the first time i saw it i screamed so loud that my mother was offended. -_- "i bought it especially for you guys. it's healthy rice and it's much more nutritious than white rice," she explained.

marianna's scared of the rice too. but i made her eat it anyway--since there's no more white rice.

oh yea, blog--abraham came home safely! *sigh of relief* but he only got two hours of sleep because they had to shift and "keep watch" in case of any bad guys. erhg. stupid stupid field trip.

four more looong days of school left for us but joe finished school already. -_- (i'm so jealous of him. @_@)

and angela doesn't have any homework. she just has to go to class and watch movies and party all day. @_@ i don't remember partying on the last days of school in seventh grade..

wait maybe we did..i just remember how hectic it was because i had a whole pile of yearbooks to sign..

and i always write too much. -_- (and i still do..everyone always has to wait so so so so long for me to sign their autograph pages when they take like two minutes to sign mine. @_@

so i went to teach the kindergarden and first grade kids sunday school again today. (: it's so funny because they're exactly a replica of how most of us were when we were small.

the boys are so loud and rowdy like always. and the girls are so prim and proper--not to mention tattletales. @_@

i used to be a tattletaler. -_- but that was only to get joe in trouble--since HE always tattletaled on me. @_@

ten years later..and he's still a tattletaler...somewhat. -_-

yes, blog. and i walked into service a in the middle because i had to help the kids--they had a big performance since it was children sunday today. (: (happy children's sunday, blog.)

looking at the speaker, i thought uncle [dennis] shrunk...and changed into some lady.

except it wasn't uncle. it WAS a lady, blog. her name is vi carbajal.

and she does international healing ministries..and works with gang members.

and she brought like some ex-gang members with her to speak. i can't remember all their names. -_- some of them were aldo, mario, juan..and i can't remember the rest.

but i DO remember her grandson. (: eheh. his name is jacob. and he's a junior like me. and he plays the drums so so so so SO GOOD..that it's not even funny. -_- i would say i'm jealous..but i'm in deep awe.

he played and played..and everyone just watched on. and stared at him with eyes like this: O_O

and he says that his first instrument is the piano. (i bet he also plays better on piano than i do -_- )

and he also plays bass guitar and electric guitar..exactly what i want to do. @_@ he's my ROLE MODEL.

and he plays super good on the electric guitar. he sounds like those professional people. better than finch maybe. @_@

jordan kept saying that he wished he played like that. I WISH i played like that. -_- i'm going to make myself play like that by the end of summer. just watch, blog. (:

i'm going to play electric and bass guitar and improve on the drumming skills. (: (and then maybe i'll get to jam with jacob. yayay.)

so yea. all the ex-gang members shared their testimonies...getting arrested, doing drugs, girls, parties, dances...all the fun fades away..and sooner or later you just get so tired of everything..it feels so empty in the end..

"you think doing drugs and playing around is cool and everything but it's not. you might think that at first it is but after everything's over...it just messes you over.."

and that's when they realize that there's much more to this life..and that they need Jesus in their life. (:

i got a business card from rev. vi..jacob's grandmother, blog. (: and it's pink.

on a sidenote: jordan was being extra nice to me today. *beam*

asdskjd. ._. debbuah didn't get officer, blog. i'm so angry at ms. kirkley i could go punch her in the nose..but maybe i'll get suspended or expelled..and there's only four more days of school left. so maybe next year when i'm already done wtih school i'll go give her a jackiechanbuttkick.

(i'm sorrie debbuah. ._. you dance SUPER good..ten times better than me at least. @_@ i think you should've got it. but remember--at lunch i said that IF you didn't get officer you could be "captain of my heart" (: but God's the boss okae.)

i have to go finish speaking to huckleberry finn, blog. i'm supposed to dress like him tomorroe..but apparently no one wants to lend me their overalls. *crestfallen*

too delicate for me i suppose. they probably all think that i'll spill ketchup on their overalls or something.. @_@

and no one has a straw hat..but i used to have one..but my mother threw it away. *sob*

no huck finn tomorroe. just plain old evangeline. -_- i WOULD do something to get back at debbuah and esther..but wracking my brain doesn't help much.

christina hit me so hard on the brain that i really do think that i lost 100000000 braincells. -_-

she's staying up with me again today. *beam* we decided to trade our homework: she's doing mine and i'm doing hers. (:

i LIKE that idea. maybe we'll do that next year. :)