smile for me. (:

guess what, blog: i missed you. *sob*

i haven't really sat down with you in a long time..drinking tea and just talktalktalk.

i'm terribly sorrie. i just don't have the time for you. @_@

everyone around me tells me that i have horrible time management. -_-

and as much as i hate to admit it, i do have bad time management.

so that's the most wonderful reason in telling you why we can't just sit on the grass and count sheep.

also because there's: a) summer school with mr. fair -_- and mr. milhiser (not to mention homework), b) sat school (the horrible torturesome aci), c) crosscountry practice, d) clean-up time and e) family time.

-_- but everyone's been EXcluding me out of all their events, blog. ._. even my own family. just because i'm at school the WHOLE DAY. *SHRIEK*

it's not even summer for me. *sob* it's kind of like the school year but worser. -_- thus summer has not officially come yet. @_@

however, i get to take civics and econ for summer school, blog. (:

but a lot of other people didn't get in. and they were sad. (but at least they get to REST and sleep and sleep while i'm losing four hours of sleep everyday. erhgoshdg i'm never going to get enough sleep. -_-)

i must take civics and econ over the summer or else i'll get eight classes during school year, blog. @_@ and i don't think i'd like eight classes for senior year. -_- and it'll be super stressing that i might earn a stroke. or a heart attack.

which reminds me that last friday at reube and spenroe's house, when i was sitting around in spenroe's room looking at old retreat pictures and discussing jessica lolo's birthday and scrutinizing weelbur and teresa's beautiful game of big 2 (weelbur wouldn't allow me to play because he knew that i'd beat him ^_^), carrie walks in and motions me to come out because i was supposedly needed downstairs--so when i walk out the door..

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!": jessicawa and christina scared me like awful monsters. -_- and i screamed and shrieked and yelped because my heart was screaming with fear and my heart speedometer almost went past its limits and i ALMOST had a HEART ATTACK!! -_-

after i quickly recovered from my embarrassment i vowed to myself that i'd get them back with vengeance.

and i told myself that i could never ever trust the dear carrie again. and i gave a jackiechanhandkick to jessicawa and christina. and i walked back in and turned the "stay alert" button on because it makes me alert and smart.

also my father said that it's really important to be alert in case there's bad guys out there hiding in the bushes. or if there's mean people who plan to punch you in the ear. or if there's people who take you by surprise.

that's why he taught us to sit facing the doors if we're at a restaurant or at a place (like borders -_-) (: my father is SMART. (my beautiful mother is too)

(then people will say to me: what happened to you? because they knoe i am a very dim-witted person. -_-)

anyhow heh. at one point they [christina, jessicawa ALONG with chrisl] tried to scare me again but they scared debbuah instead. (eheheheh)

and then they tried again UNSUCCESSFULLY because alan (weelbur's working out partner who likes to play counterstrike--which reminds me that spenroe hasn't given me a copy of warcraft3 YET) walked out and i walked out the same time as weelbur and they were too SLOW. (AHAHAHAHAH) and i was FAST! EHEHEH.

well to get back to my tenth topic sentence, blog, i still remember the first day of summer school with mr. fair--i fell asleep in class the FIRST TIME in my life. (i really didn't plan it -_-) but like they say, there's a first time for everything. (that was in my asb secretary speech my fellow wilson students--but i bet nobody remembered @_@)

-_- i knoe it's horrible and awfully disrespectful but i can't help it, blog. my eyes just close and before i knoe it i'm sleeping soundly.

erhg. i should just make it look like i'm praying. (: like jams's senior quote: four years of getting caught sleeping in class has taught me this line, "in Jesus' name, Amen." heh. ^_^

just merely glancing around the classroom makes me want to fall asleep. heads down all around--it's like a sleeping class where everyone's learning about sleeping. (:

HEH. i think i found something to scare the insomnia monster away, blog: mr. fair!! (:

he's the perfect sleeping medicine. :)

well he DID admit that he could make anyone fall asleep within a minute.

but recently he's been getting a bit aggravated seeing thirty-one out of thirty-four students dozing off in class while he's gives us one of his lengthy non-lyrical speeches that last for two and a half hours straight everyday. (we're supposed to just sit there and stare at him and take notes.)

but i must say that i don't blame him. i'd cry if all my students fell asleep in class. that would mean everybody would want me to shut up. (like they do now -_-)

maybe i should just go buy a humongo pack of diet cokes and cheetos for mr. fair...

at least i remember something he said on the first day of school: life is not a scantron.

and on the third day he talked about webb. and i was surprised because webb's a very ugly pink run-down school where joseph, johnsonny, tye-an and mikiehoe, geeorge, bb, briaan koko, basso and asha and la torekas (i forgot how to spell her name -_-) unfortunately have to live.

and i also remembered that he said that if someone writes a letter of complaint to the government some government official's going to read it. (:

and on monday he gave us some tips about marriage: 1) marry someone you LIKE. because most people don't. 2) don't ever marry a person who hits you or else you'll be getting hit all your life long.

and that's all i can remember what he said to us. @_@ i jot down notes yesterday though. and today we watched a movie: twelve angry men--which wasn't really true because only about half of the men were angry.

i'd hate to be a juror and decide if someone's guilty or not. -_- i'd feel so sorrie for them i think i'd vote 'not guilty' for anyone who's accused.

so off to the ice-cold horrifying building i go after summer school, mondays to thursdays. @_@ it's terrible there, blog. -_-

the first day there. break time: literally everyone had their cell phones out. and i was in desperate need to call my mother.

and this aci lady marches up to me and vehemently scolds me for using a cell phone. sorrie. i didn't knoe stumbles out of my mouth while she lets everyone else continue their phone conversations.

then weelbur starts insulting me. and i threaten to beat him up except he yelps in a "helpless" tone: help help! she's hitting me which i had no intention of doing.

then the same aci lady stomps up to me and vehemently reprimanding me that i was breaking the rules and to "keep my hands to myself"

but i didn't touch or hit him at all. i try to defend for myself.

NO, she harshly shushes me. YOU WERE.

back and forth we go until she glares at me and i tell her i didn't and ran away.

walking around, i find wellbur flirting with her! the aci lady. -_-

i was thoroughly DISGUSTED, blog. i ran back in the detestable aci and sat in my chair and stared at my desk because it was brown.

and then from then on every time i walked in the door, she would stare at me with her eyes and raise her eyebrows for emphasis. and she tried giving me one hour detention for "incomplete homework" when i DID finish everything. -_-

*sob* i don't think she likes me. -_-

so mr. james chen is my math teacher. and he's tolerable. and kind sometimes. but he has no sense of humor. he's dreadfully serious at times. but he smiles. and every time he coughs, i would think he's laughing but he's just coughing.

on the other hand, mr. robert sanchez also known as rCAT or mr. robber, or roberto or mr. sancheezy is my despicable writing teacher. "to say we have a hostile relationship would be an exaggeration" [quoted from Bourges and I] but also true at the same time. (he should be proud that i'm quoting from the readings--in fact, i've decided i like bourges.)

weelbur says that mr. robert sanchez reminds him of bassil [pronounced basso] because of the way he talks and looks. but i should think not.

well i must add that he's vertically challenged. might even be shorter than i am--which i am very proud to proclaim. :)

he's also very very very very sarcastic. and cynical. and somewhat mean. he likes to yell QUIET--and it's a wonder if people listen since everyone's almost taller than him.

for a long spell i was sitting in the front. and when we changed classrooms i was forced to sit on the front desk.

sitting in the front, and resting your feet on the ground. *kick* and mr. sancheezy exclaims: stop kicking me! when HE's the one kicking. :AOISDJAS. and then he reports to his other classes that a certain evangeline kicks his unsightly two hundred and twenty-five dollar nike dress shoes. @_@

sitting in the front, i would have to endure his resting his knuckles on MY desk. -_- and last time he moved my books and SAT on my desk. dreadful indeed. i had no where to put my paperwork. -_-

and he likes to cuss in class. -_- he especially likes to say the d word and the h word. but he gave his word that he'll stop since i asked him if he had to cuss--and he said no. because he doesn't. and he told all his other SAT classes that i said that i "prefer him not to cuss" which i really don't comprehend why.

to make things worser, we have the same exact cell phone. and we "traded" cell phones except he wouldn't give mine back. and he told everyone i stole his. @_@

to make things worser to worserer, he picked up my phone and talked to the unknown person [to this day] in a very harsh tone and he said the other person sounded intimidated. -_-

so one day i stepped on his shoes extra hard. as girly as he is, mr. sancheezy almost cried over his shoes and ordered me to switch seats with christine wang which was all the way in the back.

mr. sancheezy runs outside for a minute and people yell to close the door. and close the door i do but *tada* better idea

scooting up my desk against the door and soon enough he comes back and pushes the door and taps the window with a helpless look..

and it was funny until mr. robert sanchez said: well, evangeline just earned everyone half an hour detention. -_-

except it wasn't anyone's fault--except for mine. @_@

and different people try to reason with the aci lady but she's inexplicably unreasonable so i sit and have a "meeting" with her to excuse everyone except for me. -_- so great. she knoes my name and so does every aci person in charge. i am under intensive watch.

but it's not that intensive anymore--i'm safe for the time being.

so one sunday after church at lollicup i was playing timmy and kevin big2 and i won, blog! (: and i could've won two dollars, that is if i was gambling.

and then i played weelbur later and i won again. :) and that's ONE DOLLAR--if i was gambling.

-_- they're so into poker now. @_@ what is poker anyway...is it when you pass cards and around and poke people. @_@ asdasd.

so before summer school started i had to pass out schedules around seven am with asb. and my letters were x-z.

sadly to say, wilson students do NOT knoe their alphabets. people with last names that start with 'w' and 'v' came to my window and asked for their schedules--except i wouldn't be able to find their schedules. @_@

and some girl with a last name that started with a 't' even came up to my window.

i was thinking of making jason nakano sing the alphabet song for everyone who came to my window but he was eating a doughnut--if i recall correctly.

if there were no music in the world, we would be so unhappy, blog. at least me and christina would. @_@

we cranked up the music in sarai's car and sang--me, stina, debbuah and mimi. i couldn't hear sarai. she kept laughing at us. -_- and well, maybe it sounded nice.

but it sounds even better when our family sings. steph likes to tell us to choose our own song and sing at once: music fit for the king. (:

sarai came to our cell group last friday. (: i think she likes us again *beam* she used to come all the time the summer we started the hacienda heights group but gradually she stopped coming since she lives at ucla and liked her epic friends more than us. -_-

and *drumroll* christina led Bible study for the first time. *round of applause*

sidenote: jordan (pinkie) promised that he'll lead worship when he's eighty-seven years old. (we have to remember to keep him to his promise)

so i was speaking to my mother friday morning before i went RUNNING (not jogging), and she informed me that boys were created to be evil. so girls, beware of boys please.

erhghgsag. uncle [dennis] always calls it jogging but it's RUNNING. jogging sounds so OASIDJ and so down and slow. but running sounds so MAJESTIC and so full of life; you knoe, like "run like the wind!"

he went RUNNING with me the tuesday before he left to go visit his dear hometown, new jersey which is also my beautiful hometown. (:

and he went running again with me and steph last week. (:

but i haven't been working out with my crosscountry team and i keep bumping into my coach at summer school every time i take a trip to the water closet..and he doesn't have to say anything--because i already knoe what he's thinking. @_@ he thinks i'm ditching practice but i'm not!! *SHRIEK*

my mother doesn't want me to go either. and how could i want to ditch practice. i love running. ._.

i went once to summer practice. (: but all he said was: well HERE SHE COMES late again. the blonde kwan. [and everyone snickers.] -_-

and my feet keep hurting because i have the wrong kind of shoes. -_- so i wanted to run with socks except my coach said that it's impossible to run with socks on concrete.

to prove him wrong i ran with socks. (:

but i stepped on rocks. and oil that runs from the car. and so my socks got thinner and dirty respectively. -_- so i wish i didn't run in my socks. (i need new socks....or my own. -_- me, christina, angela, and marianna all wear the same socks. @_@ and if you notice, they're always mismatched. -_-)

my mother laughed at my flat feet yesterday. ._.

so during agape conference week, i slept over jessicakaokao's house (my whole family was living in the hilton hotel in costa mesa.) @_@ and every time i wake up to run off to class [she lives two blocks down from school] she gets to sleep in. -_-

and then one time i fell asleep for thirteen hours at my house because my parents came home for one day. and jessica kao kao said she was so worried-- or in her words "i felt like a husband waiting for his wife to come home." lol. sorrie jessica. @_@

and on july fourth i did fireworks with chrisl, jonathan, steph, christina, angela, abraham, marianna, jessicawa, cyndi-mama, uncle, jedidiah, 'travis' and 'connie' and chester and eric.

and i lit three fireworks. *beam*

well, blog, i don't remember anything else . -_- or maybe i'm just growing old. ._.