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FIRST
HEYYY.[[: welcome! i think that's all for the welcoming[[: just pay off some RESPECT, mmkay? have a nice day[[:


LITTLE MISS

KAISA. thirteen. o8:18:94. queen of pigtails. goddess of hopeless romance ♥ princess of confusion. damsel in distress. a writer in the making. hidden rockstar. and a little bit of everything.


CLICKIES
eena
kev
romina
janine
camille
nika
lara
katrin
kim
sharlene
isabel
jhoi


TALK



LALALA

someone's watching over me - hillary duff
Free Music

BEFORE
May 2007
June 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007


troubles are brewing at our four-cornered room
Friday, September 7, 2007 8:18 PM ♥

09-05-07

p.e. is HOTT. well, we rehearsed for our mass field demonstration for september 19. it's a CONTEST. you know? nad the music is sooo sooo.. YAKNESS, hwatever[[: HAHAH[[: it's a hiphop dance and, yeah yeah.. i can hardly dance! HAHAH[[: but it's graded. and yeah, speaking of which, the distribution of cars is already this SUNDAY. oh well, OH MY GODD. i'm sort of thinking that i'm not in the top ten anymore, my grades aren't low but my classmates' often gets higher than me. oh well, i even made a deal with monique. that if i'll be in the top ten, i'll give her CHUPA-CHUPS[our current addiction]. HAHAH[[: back with the hip-hop thinggies, we will be needing an umbrella covered with black cartolina which is supposed to look like a BASTON plus black magician hat. you know? the costume of the broadway dancers. oh well. whatever.

homeroom guidance was tight! HAHAH[[: we had our exams. luckily, they're almost practical questions like,

"if you saw your classmate cheating, what will you do?"
a. tell him to do the same
b. keep quiet
c. tell the teacher
d. ask the answer

stuffs like that. then, we were suggesting for some POSSIBLE donations/necessities on our room. FUNNN!

us: ma'am, aircon!!!
m linda: aircon? bukas na bukas bintana natin! ano pang silbi nun?
us: edi balutin natin ng plastic cover!!!


HAHAHAHAHAH[[:

us: ma'am suggestion daw po, kailangan daw po namin ng water dispenser para hindi lang si ivy ang source ng tubig natin!
czarina: ma'am hindi na po namin ginagamit yung water dispenser namin, ittry ko pong dalhin.
lyka: ma'am yung coffeemaker din namin, hindi na nagagamit.
jovi: ma'am kami eh yung rice dispenser!
rachelle: ma'am yung refrigerator namin di na din nagagamit.
roseanne: hay naku! ma'am kami yung bahay namin!


oh well, HAHAH[[:

09-06-07
oh, whatever. i'm SUPPOSED to be happy today but these incidents ruined my mood. crappp.

this is what i hate about teachers. it's when they want US [their students] to prioritize their indivdual subjects. it's as if the subject their teaching is the only subject we have. well, in fact, we have NINE subjects [not counting homeroom] and we cannot accommodate two at the same time. i hope you got that. please, next time, do not expect us to entertain both of you. IF AND ONLY IF we can divide ourselves into two, we would. but that's far from reality. you're putting us in a HUGE dillema. whether to go into the first, which is considered as our project with sir deniss [not the real name] and will be presented on our foundation [19, 20, 21] or to attend thes second, which is just an additonal point[s] but is already needed tomorrow.

we told sir deniss, "sir, hindi po kami makaka-attend sa practice kasi po eh may practice po kami kay sir luis [not the real name] para bukas." then he replied. "sige. umalis na kayo" [sabay talikod]. oh well, obviously, he got angry. we told sir luis, "sir, pwede po bang kalahati dito tapos eh kalahati din dun?" he replied; "sige. kalahati din ibibgay kong grade ninyo" wtf. what the hell do they want us to do? if we'll be choosing one, the other have it's consequences which will make our grades suffer. [we're in love with our grades SO much] big whups.

and the past elizaberkz were like "mukhang magkakaroon ulit ng dra,a ng la cumbia ito ah!" then someone said "oo nga! -- chaka -----o- teacher ang makakabangga natin!" then another said "pero hindi na iiyak yung advier natin ngayon!" then another said again "oo ah! tayo na ang iiyak dahil papagalitan niya tayo." HAHAH, whatever.

wait-let me explain about that la cumbia thingy. last year, the freshmen are assigned to dance la cumbia [the one with the costume full of ruffles and fruits on the head] for the christmas program. we rehearsed during music and p.e. classes. and then during the elimination, we got 2nd place. oh well, we were so disapponted by that. despite the fact that we will still be performing on the program, we were greatly disapponted with that announcement. and that disappointment caused a LOT of intrigues against our section. issues about the unfair judging [which is definitely NOT true]; they even told us that we mentioned one name of a teacher [who were related with the adviser of the section that won] and that teacher, accordingly to US [rumors, rumors, rumors!!!] did some magics with the announcement of the winner. and were "whoah? did we ever said that?" which then branched out into another criticism that we are liars and we cannot accept the truth and reality with humility. OUCH.

and then on the presentation that christmas, WE cried. well, it's because our ------on teacher [last year] got angry with us and so, he's the one practicing the section who won. and we were like "we can do it on our own!" and when we lost, he was like "yan ang napapala ninyo. mashado kaung mapagmataas." oh well. then on our presentation, we heard that our adviser cried because of US. that teacher blamed to our adviser our not winning. and we WALKED OUT. we went into our room with all the costumes and curly hairs and make ups and all; teary-eyed. and when we reached our room, we did nothing but cry. well, honestly, it feels better when you're sharing your grief with someone. after the drama, we went back and danced. HAHAH, we have no choice. but at least, we grabbed the 1st place in the contest about making our own nativity.

oh well, that's it.

and another frustrating event happened to our dearest ----i-h teacher. he's SO kind and considerate that's why we LOVE him. but this incident really really really made us angry with the girl who is the root of his about-to-be-resignation, especially if the situation will get worst. they [that f-ing section] hates our teacher because of his english accent. you know? that type of accent used by americans; and so he told us that "what if i teach english there using vernacular?" that sounded so weird. HAHAH, whatever. how i hope he won't resign. he already have undergone some unfortunate events and PLEASE, keep this in mind: "he's still in his frist year of teaching!!!" oh, come on, dare to care!

09-07-07
oh, btw-we had our new seating arrangements! i'm beside sharmaine in front of monique and arvin, PERFECT! i'm doing good on my new seat, since the two geniuses are just behind us. and i get to recite MORE OFTEN on our ALGEBRA CLASSES. we have algebra two hours today, 2:30-3:30 then 4:00-5:00 and in our acticities, all in all, i got 20/22! yayyy!

and-ooh! the candidates for the mr & ms intrams has been announced a while ago and VIKINGS would be our best competitor.

then a while ago, we rehearsed for our mass demo thinggy and yeah, we went home really late. we watched the basketball game: WARRIORS VS VIKINGS. the score when we went home is : WARRIORS: 70+ VIKINGS: 50+ [i think] oh well, vikings, BOOOH! oh well, whatever.

LENGTHY?
oh well,
HUGGS.

SOMEDAY, I'LL BE THE GIRL ALL ROCKSTARRS WILL SING ABOUT.