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.