smile for me. (:

so once again i go to borders-seriously i'm starting to dread going to borders now, blog. -_- just like i almost hated going to starbucks last year.

remember, blog? no more starbucking for me because my father says that mostly people from the working class go there and borders has a better environment to study at since so many students go there. @_@

people i see most from school at borders are drew, jojoe, andy and victor. -_- i'm so tired of seeing them. @_@

i brought jessica kaoakao to go studying with me. (: we studied for sats. kind of.

we raced but she did verbal section and i did math and she skipped a whole bunch of questions and so i don't know who won. (maybe i did (: hah!)

but she wanted to study vocabulary for verbal and i distinctly remembered jojoe and drew studying from this "flashcard book" so i went downstairs to look for it except i couldn't find it. -_-

so i went back upstairs to ask jojoe where it was..except he wouldn't tell me because i wouldn't tell him my previous sat score..like i remember. @_@ i took it last year, blog. my memory has been failing me terribly these days. *sob*

"i'll tell you where it is if you tell me your sat score." why am i not surprised with his response. -_- erhg.

we weren't that desperate so me and jesskaokao settled down for these vocabulary books that had pictures on them--pictures and "connecting words" for each word so that we'll remember the word. (:

it helped tremendously though i don't recall any words that i memorized from that book. -_- and there was a really funny picture but i forgot what it was. ._. seriously, i think i might be getting that disease--alzhimer's disease?! oh well. we shall find out soon if my memory loss continues to decline greatly.

._. and i found out that the dear victoria smokes. -_- i was asking him to explain an sat math problem to me and his shirt (the yellow structure sadies shirt that I HAVE TOO from freshmen year) reeked of smoke.

and then i informed him that there's a substance called nicotine that will make him addicted to smoking and will kill his lungs (and make your breath stink) because we were assigned to do a report on smoking in seventh grade. and we had to do a presentation and i sang in my presentation. @_@ (i think i got an A n_n)

and victoria just laughed--as did andy. -_-

so i was "forced" to take jojoe home today, blog. -_-

he asked me if i could take him home and i replied with a very resolute no but he asked again and again and i said no and ran out the door but he packed his stuff and just tagged along.

and he asked again and because i thought maybe he didn't hear me i shouted no at the top of my lungs.

and i rushed to my car but he has longer legs so he reached there the same time i did and stood next to the passenger seat door..waiting for it to be unlocked.

but i just unlocked my door and sat there. and he was like what the..and started to walk away.

and i smiled to myself because my plan worked and jojoe was taken aback and maybe a little cross. (it's fun to make jojoe angry)

but again, i remembered the countless stories and lessons my parents taught me in repaying evil with good and being nice to others.

so i reluctantly unlocked the door and opened it and ordered jojoe to sit and he smiled that dreadful smirk of his and i suspected that he knew that i was going to end up talking him home anyway.

he lives close to school but i made a different turn and it seemed like eternity until i reached his condo. -_-

he was testing my patience; he kept poking me--WHILE I WAS DRIVING and kept making cunning remarks so i dropped my head down on the steering wheel because i was super exasperated.

and it alarmed him a bit and made him little hysterical but it he was quiet. and i knew what i was doing, blog. @_@

we were in the condo residential area and it had lots of space like a parking lot and i made sure no cars were there (what a good observant driver i am (: !! )

so i was already late to my eye doctor appointment. -_- i was furious and i was going to make him go with me to the eye doctor but i remembered to be cordial so i took him home.

except he didn't close the door. and i called him back to close the door but he kept walking to the stairs. that ungrateful pest--i was going to beat him down. @_@ and make him suffer. and i was tempted to ram him over. but don't worry, blog: i didn't. (:

so i ended up getting out of the car to close the door because i couldn't reach the other side. so yes i admit i'm not tall enough. -_-

then jojoe comes back to close the door when i'm already out of the car--that BOY! *shriek*

he's almost pathetic: he thinks that hugs could resolve everything; as much as i have a fondess for hugs, i should think not.

maybe i was a little surly but i was quite convivial and wasted gas to bring him home. (by the way, YOU'RE WELCOME, jojoe)

i brought him home even after he was a pain. especially during second period in photo.

so i was trying to hurry and finish developing my photos for assignment number two because it was due that day and i was one of the last people working because my negatives kept washing out because school cameras don't like to work. -_- (maybe they were too old and wanted to retire. @_@)

and jojoe comes running in the dark room and breathes really hard in my face and asks if his breath smells.

afraid that the jojoe germs would jump on me i turn my head and tell him that his breath stinks.

but he wouldn't take that for an answer and he was in earnest to know because danny had told him that his breath stunk.

so he kept blowing his breath in my face and i felt quite nauseated so i made a scary face to scare him off; my efforts were in vain; he kept blowing so i finally just told him that his breath smelled nice. and he was satisfied.

-_- i wanted to punch his mouth out.

so i was putting my picture in the developer and he flings water that has developer, stopbath and fixer in it at my face in my mouth. he smiles that evil grin.

choking, i run to the trash can placed next to the sink to spit out the bitter chemicals except i went too forward and soundly bumped my head against this metal pipe and as i cry out in pain, jojoe howls with laughter.

-_- nice, nice. so i'm a spectacle. @_@

i was terribly humiliated. my clothes and my hair were dripping with chemical water. -_-

i wish i was brave enough to dunk jojoe's head into the developer but he's scared of having acne problems and i had mercy on him. @_@ he could be such a girl sometimes.

at lunch time david kim was going to slap my face for fun but he didn't because he said he respects me. (: what a good boy *pat on head*

but he's so ridiculous; he thinks i'm trying to hit on him. a senior trying to hit on a sophomore. i should think not. @_@ heh. dating christina's friends don't sound very appealing. (: just kidding. stay a good boy, davie. no POLLUTING (heh not corrupting) christina.

oh yes. great tidings, blog: christina found my locket! (: the one with my name inscribed on it. she found it on ms. moore's desk. so it's found. (: and i am terribly happy. thank you stina. *HUG* oh wait i mean: thank you, couldeena. (everyone stole the name stina).

so it's october seventh--lisa's birthday. (: happy birthday, is. you didn't come visit me when you came down here in hacienda heights but i suppose that's okay. -_- i miss you a lot and i hope you're having a lot of fun and faring well at riverside. take care of yourself and call me if you need anything. again, happy eighteenth birthday. be good and PEACE OUT. *hug* p.s. come home soon.

i am very exasperated. -_-

so christina tells me that dance practice ends at four.. and crosscountry practice ended at two forty-three for me. so i drove home. *glee* i drove myself home!!

and i give marianna her promised hot cheetos--it was a prize because she was my object of photography; i had to follow her around and take "professional" pictures of her. (she's not old enough to feel that i'm invading her privacy..well she likes to be in pictures anyway. so much for being camera shy).

heh. i felt like a PROFESSIONAL photographer!! (:

so any time you need me to take pictures, blog, here i am: evangeline the photographer who takes professional pictures. :)

except drew keeps thinking that he takes better pictures than me. psh yea right mr. sports editor of the yearbook.

and he thinks jojoe and dannyee take better pictures than me too. ._. but they're the photography editors for journalism..what do you expect. -_-

i could've been the photo editor too if i had joined journalism earlier...i think. (:

like they say, time passes by so fast. and sure enough clock was striking four. @_@ time to go pick up christina from school.

heh. she's the second person in the family to ride with me in the car besides my parents. (marianna was the first.) what a privilege, an honor--yes.

except christina DIDN'T get out of dance practice at four; she got off at THREE FORTY-FIVE.

-_- but i didn't know. and because i don't have such great hearing, i didn't hear my phone vibrate which was all the way in the piano room when she called twice at three forty-five.

erhg. i braced myself knowing for sure that i would suffer from her wrath.

instead, i arrive to see christina speaking to two very despicable boys: drew and alex. @_@

i heard that they were TALKING BEHIND MY BACK..about how weird i was or something of the sort (so much for being a best friend drew). ._. and to make it worser, my sister talked right with them. *sob* where's the kwan support? WHERE'S THE LOVE? @_@

so i drove up to them and see them laughing and christina gracefully hops into the car and i jump out of the car really fast to beat up drew again because i beat him up before *beam*

except alex leaps into my car and drives it away and drew was going to go off with them so they could all ditch me but i'm smart and i noticed alex's keys sitting in his open trunk so i snatched the keys and was about to start the car except drew halts me and i try to fight him off but alas, i end up not getting to drive alex's red volvo.

then drew runs off with them and alex and drew trade places and they drive away and i'm standing like some loser. ._.

and then at some point i tried to run after them and i stood in front of the car (his name is edgar) so they wouldn't be able to inch forward..but drew thinks fast and he reversed and drove away backwards so i looked like some loser and loner. *sob*

and they laughed and laughed. but i scowled deeply. but they still laughed. >_<

and christina just sat there in the passenger seat laughing her pretty head off and locked the doors when i tried to get in. erhg. so much for being a loving sister.

and there were people watching and snickering. -_-

so they finally give me back my car but i'm still fuming with anger. @_@ erhg. next time i get a chance i'll drive their cars away and we'll see how they feel about it.

timothy came back from the marines today, blog. (:

and his graduation was today too but no one told me. -_-

we waited at garden for him and the rest of the diamond bar people to come. i think he was embarrassed because when i saw them coming, i shouted: TIMOTHY'S BACK!! and i ran to him and exclaimed: heya timothy! we missed you!!!

and then he notes that we're in a restaurnat muttered that there's people eating; in other words, to be quiet. -_-

but still, people kept staring at us because there were so many people.

and then, i get to my side of the table and me, jordan, reube, chriseley, and i think gloria saluted him. heh. because you know, he just came back from the marines.

and then we ate but then i had to go home right afterwards because i have a crosscountry invitational tomorrow at carbon canyon regional park.

which reminds me that i missed the bus last last week at the rosemead invitational since i set my alarm clock to five fifty-five PM instead of AM and my mother forgot to set her alarm clock. -_-

but no fear, i won't be missing the bus this time; i'm going to be DRIVING THERE!! (: heh

oh yes; at the rosemead invitational, i saw andrew, blog. or i should say tye. heh.

i saw their webb tent and a whole bunch of webbies scattered around..and i kept seeing this boy who looked so familiar..which was andrew..but i was scared to call him the wrong name. @_@

so i ended up walking up to him and stupidly asking him if he was andrew. and i was so scared he was going to say no so i was ready to run away

but he said: YES. hi evangeline.

and i was relieved. so i didn't feel so stupid after all. (: after one year of not seeing him he remembers me *beam* such good memory but all geniuses have good memory i suppose. (he's a real genius, blog!!)

so i couldn't find johnsonny and mike because they dropped out. @_@ it's all about crosscountry.

except for when you get a really horrible sideache and headache and ankleache. -_- that's what happened at the rosemead invitational for me.

and for once, i walked..because my head was throbbing and spinning and my stomach was almost killing me and my ankle cried out in agony. and i almost couldn't walk. -_- i felt like some old cripple except i wasn't one.

and i almost cried. @_@ but i swallowed back my tears and told myself to take it like a man and i prayed really hard. and i was so sad. i thought i was the last person since so many people passed me up. -_- i wanted to get top twenty-two and medals stop at fortieth place.

and i felt so sad and almost sank in the pit of despair.

and i looked down and almost tripped over a big crack on the sidewalk and these stupid boys from rosemead laughed at me and so i fumed with anger and suddenly the pain was gone like God promised and i sprinted the half mile back and i only passed up six of the too many people who passed me up.

and then on the track i was hurting again but i shouted "GOD HELP ME" so loud that people stared at me but i pushed myself against this other girl and i beat her on the last hundred meters. yay. (:

to my surprise, i was handed a medal.... and i was super stunned. i thought they went mad, blog. how could i receive a medal when i WALKED?

i placed fortieth..last place to get a medal. wah sai. it's all God. thank you God. *hug*

i was so happy that i almost cried. (:

so that was two weeks ago, saturday, twentieth of september.

so today at cell group i had to buy a pack of gum--i brought juicy fruit because i remember when i was small, my mother would always have some in her purse and when we were bored in the car, she would give us gum to chew on and she says it's fun to chew on gum. (: heh i suppose so.

and i went to seven eleven to buy it and it costs ONE DOLLAR AND NINE CENTS!!

and i didn't have nine cents on me so i had to USE TWO WHOLE DOLLAR BILLS. *shriek* so i got cents back. -_-

so for icebreaker in cell group we had to chew gum and spit it on an index card and with a toothpick we had to design something. i don't know what i made. i wanted to make a tree because i like trees (: but it looked like a lampost or a balloon -_-

gloria's was a hamburger but i thought it looked like a krabby pattie. (: heh. and jordan's was a brain (: i guessed it too. and reube did the eisen or eisel tower. (ack i can't remember what it's called or how to spell it. -_- a;sidj.) and aaron made a happy face, jessicakaokao and debbuah made a a heart around DJ (very..lesbianic if you ask me *AHEM* look who's talking now you guys), mimi and christina did the typical: flower and heart respectively. but theirs both looked pretty. (: and chriselley's wasn't exactly original either: poop. -_- and stephen made a nice electric guitar--i guessed that one too. and i have no idea what sunny made. @_@

my mother threatened that she won't wake me up in time for my meet tomorrow so i must go hop into bed and pretend that i'm sleeping. good night dear blog. *hug*