smile for me. (:

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*