So on this day, my lola chopped off my long locks, and this is what resulted in:

 

I used my DSi only, *front camera like mirror image thingy* so my bangs is on the other side! How ya like my new hairstyle, yeah? :) People said that I looked...NEAT-er and YOUNG-er and PRETTY-er. HAHAHA, well thanks? Haha. :)) Anyway...yeah. Bangs on the other side, left side not THAT side. :)

So I got dragged at my sister's "shopping" for a dress for her Recollection *Povedans had to wear party clothes for their Recollection (3rd Year), I have NO idea why*. I was SO tired and my bag was so heavy that I've decided to try on a plaid shirt. I fitted me perfectly, but my lola won't buy it for me because a) It was expensive and b) My sister was shopping FOR HER ONLY. Hay, dagdag gastos daw. I attempted to make singit-get-clothes because I rarely shop for clothes and whenever I asked my lola to let me get a tee or shirt or anything, she'll say "wrong timing" *true* or "busy" *she always is, but she makes time for my oldest sister 8-|* or whatever. And when she says yes, I'll get a tee or shirt! But yeah. In the end, I still have nothing. Either too overpriced or too tight. HAY that's life. EH.

But my lola attempted to cheer me up by saying "Bukas naman naka PE ka eh, di mo naman masusuot." But then I repied, "Kahit naman oo o hindi, di mo parin bibilhin eh, kasha pa naman." *mumbled it*. Then she said, "What do you mean?" EH. I said that it was nothing and went to find a chair to sit on. It's just weird how my lola makes time or whatever for my oldest sister who's not at all respectful to my lola *I won't describe, baka kung ano man mangyari. :|*. While me, in the other hand, yes, I respect her! And I'm not...yeah, I won't mention it here. Anyway, so we kept on walking and walking and walking...blah. But then I saw these bonnets/beret/knit hat/whatever. So, my lola saw me looking at those. She knows very well that I adore bonnets/beret/knit hat/whatever, so she told me to choose one and she'll get it! YAY! :)) HAHA. She did, so I thanked her. :)

WE'RE HOME, FINALLY. I WAS PRETTY TIRED. GRABE. Heavy bag + Walking + Tiredness = BOO.

November 12, 2010

So we were to play Kickball, Indians vs. Vikings. 3 Innings, 1st 2nd and 3rd. We were on 3rd Inning. HAHA anyway...WE WON! \:D/ 17 - 9. :D HAHAHAHA, too tamad to make kwento but I know for sure that me and Bea thought that Vikings were winning. :)

I was frustrated after the Kickball Game because my classmates *also Kickball players* told me that "I did great". They told me that AFTER I was out. Well, I DID did great...being in the defensive team. But...nakakairita lang. AFTER I sucked big time STAYING on the first base while the runner's going on the base I was. Then when the ball went to me, I just like, "covered" or protected myself. HAYNAKO, super BV. Kairita, though we won. THEN, Miguel kept on using my glue, scissors, blah blah WITHOUT permission. My pencil case was with him. THIS WHOLE TIME!? So, galit ako. Talaga. THEN, notes. Geometry. Long, but I was able to finish 'em. NOT, I was copying the notes, all I needed was a couple of words to finish all, but Bjorn had to erase it. I was so frustrated. Weird, right? Grabe, yun lang. But I couldn't help it. I was frustrated EVEN before that. Hay. BV. Then it goes on, katamad na mag-type.