This blog is dedicated to the one and only Brandon Wong aka Powerwong. I witnessed to his cousin today and he bought me a Costco Polish Dog (and it was oh so yummy). Thanks Powerwong.

Construction is still going on in my brothers room/computer room, so there's a huge opening on the wall with pipes showing. How sexy is that? We had a pipe broken so water was leaking out. So I'm just sitting here next to the pipes. Yay.

Yesterday went to go play volleyball with Kenny, Brian, Alex, Pat, Jenica, and Peony. We sucked so much they decided to break us up. I was a little offended by that. 1) I don't think we were that bad, it's just been a while since we've played competitive volleyball. 2) I hate playing with strangers. I love playing against them. I don't want to high five some guy I don't know, I want to give props to my friends. I want to score on people I don't know so I can say "in your face." Oh well, maybe next time, if there is a next time. But it was just a good time of chatting and catching up with friends.

Anyway, one of the kids from mathcamp got expelled because him and a worker got into a complication (aka fight). The kid went so far as to file a police report and went to the hospital for "bruises." This kid is a wimp. I even heard one of the kid was on the floor, he tried to stab the teacher with his pen. He gives us so much attitute and provokes a teacher, then cries and whines like a little Japanese schoolgirl (no offense to you Japanese schoolgirls out there). New rules for next years mathcamp: 1) We have an orientation for all the mathcamp workers. My brother suggested this idea to me, and I thought it was a good idea. Some of the workers at camp don't know a thing about teaching/dealing with kids/being a good testimony. I'm not saying knocking a kid over would not have happened if we had this orientation because human emotions just take over us sometimes, but these "workers" need to be aware they shouldn't goof off, swear, or bring their friends who will only disturb the classes. 2) No fobs in camp. These kids are getting ghetto already, no need to increase the level of ghetto. 3) No food in classes, and this also means no to the teachers. I can't understand how I can enforce the kids not bringing soda and otter pops into the classroom when the teacher is gulfing down a Slurpie. I think teachers like eating in front of the classrooms because it's saying to the kids "OOO, look at me, I left campus, I am drinking in class, and it tastes oh so good." Well you know what teachers, you're no better than the kids if you break the rules.

That is all for now. Goombye please.