Periodical Exam

One of my most hated things about school,PT. I mean Not only it is hard, it makes me hungry, it makes my head ache , it keeps me awake until late at night, not only that it is long! Before the examination days our teacher in chem told us that if we will get a low score in the PT our parents will be called!What should I do? Well, I studied and I am sincere when i said I STUDIED. Well I think I answered the questions wholeheartedly but I did not finish.And it makes me so nervous. I answered the pt for I hour and 30 mins. But still I didn't finish. What if my parent got called. My mother will sure kill me. I don't know what to do. I am getting crazy just because of chemistry, a science subject. And I have other science related subjects, I will sure be crazy.

sembreak...

What are the best things about sembreak?? You can rest, you don't have to wake up at 5 am, you don't sit and listen during discussions, you don't have seat works, you can go anywhere, you can check your friendster account anytime you can do anything you want!!!And what is tyhe worst thing about sembreak?It's short. It's expected that after tha vacation a student will sure crave for more. Just like me. And to make it even worse it is PT after the sembreak. Haiii...It 's true there is no happiness without suffering.

Forever touched by a mother...

Out of all, so many people who have inspired me me, I'd say my mother is the one who most inspired me and still continuing to inspire me. I myself, wonder why. But as I thought deeper, I've come to realize that despite all the pain I caused her she still supports me and gives me what I want. From the pain of giving birth that almost killed her, she still smiled after seeing her newly born blood covered daughter.Next was the pain of raising me up. Now I am more amazed of her motherhood. She made the most significant change in my life. From the ragamuffin I was to an educated and still educating-herself girl.Couldn't anybody do it like a mother?Like my mother?

Three Tough days...(mixed feelings)

"Thank God it's Friday!"as what I have always said before, but this time it's alittle different. Well, it's because it's PTC and if you know to yourself you didn't do your best, and you don't know what to expect then you feel tensed. Just like me...After the tension that almost made me pee on my pants it's sadness. Why? don't ask anymore I think you already know why. Then I felt a little down...well wouldn't you be if your mother kept sayin' my pocket books were the source of my low grade in math! Then I felt sleepy. Then I woke up with a smile on my face, after a passionate dream about my longlife crush?(oh dreams always creep me out). Then I felt excited because I am gonna go shopping with my friends... with the purpose of buying my own calculator so I won't have to borrow everytime I need it. Then after buying the calculator that almost emptied my wallet. A feeling of enjoyment, cause we were playing in tom's world with a friend who actually acted a little bit crazy while playing there...After all my happiness in the mall I felt emmbarassment because when I was in Jollibee we were waiting for the order of my friends nut it took so long so I tried to ask the waiter if he could follow -up...ooops!my bad he's a customer also..."oh my gosh sorry po...akala ko po kasi- sorry po" Well I think he was ashamed enough to create a scandal, he just accepted my sincere apology.But afterwards I thought of it as a funny moment.The next day I woke up to wash my clothes,do my assignments clean my room and ofcourse the start of me changing my life.I've always wanted to be a good student It's just...I'm crazy(i think?). Duties...duties...If I were japanese then I could have killed myself accompanied with friends like me in the internet.Luckily I am a Filipino.

Man! washing clothes was hard!!!This was my first time! My hands...my poor hands who would ever like to hold it when I reached my respectable age. No one,I think would love to carress his hands against my thick...rough hands!Well I don't care anymore...today is what I should face together with my hands...my rough hands...Well I feel tired enough to continue typing I still need to do tons more of things!!

Foreign Filipino...are you??

MANILA, Philippines – Residents displaced by the current conflict in Mindanao may be able to get enough food and clothing. But if nobody gives them any stress debriefing, they will to have to cope with the trauma of war for up to 30 years.

I've been watching a lot of war in t.v,hearing a lot of war in the radio and also hear war in the music I listen to. I knew how aweful the things that a war brings to the people affected. Well I honestly fear those things but I have to admit,when I was young I thought of myself, being in a war, may be cool. I'm so glad I am not dreaming of that stupidity anymore.I didn't know there was war in Mindanao. I only knewit when I felt an atmosphere of war in my room(I've seen it all messed up again)then my sister told me about the war. I am truly thrilled of the events there but I did not bother to watch news.However I surfed the net to check it out.

I must be stupid, I am a Filipino and proud to be but I don't know wgat my country is facing, sometimes I don't even care, I don't even dare to ask or dare to know. Well I can sadly call myself a foreign Filipino...but I assure you,NOT FOR LONG!

LIfe is short...and you think you won't enjoy it...

It has been months since the school pressure started to hit the airwaves. But everyone knows that there is some more in school than reading(or just staring)your books. Though the first ever-to-be- acquaintance party of the "already acquainted" students of CNSHS is(as expected) cancelled,there is still hope; a chance to finally flex our muscles and smile after waking up early from a two hour sleep. What I am talking about is the field trip. Hmmm do I seem to feel so much excitement? Not that really. I'd just wanted to point out my feelings. Since I am already sleepy...and I all that really runs in my mind is: I need to do my homework in math and most especially in SS but I say, it's okay there is still a field trip...See just always look at the bright side of life.Because life is goog and not only good it's also short...Too short to be filled with problems.

my first love...

My father being the breadwinner in our family, has been my role model for years. Though I am not showy of it, I admire and love him so much. There may be some traits of my father that some may not want, but I assure you they are very few. Honestly I inherited one of this traits. Both my father and I are addicted to buying things at first sight but now I try my best to refrain from doing that. Another trait of my father is being a joker,it doesn't mean literally he jokes everytime. He is a happy person but sometimes can be so kill joy. Lastly, I am proud to say that my father is very a hardworking person. I believe that being not hardworking would not constitute a father personality. See, he almost lost his hearing, he cut his finger one time. There were he is, is a very cold night and where I am is a sunny day. Not only that, you could not deny the fact that he is alone there,away from his beloved wife. Yet, he leaves us and comes back home with a smile.

one forgetful history

I came from a very simple family but see our family is tightened by very strong bonds of love. I've noticed that the couples in our family lived far from each other before they are united. I really know little 'bout my great grandparents especially in the father's side because my family in the father's side live in Baclaran and me with the mother's side live here in the beautiful province of Maragondon, Cavite. Back to the father's side, all I only know about my great grandparents(the parents of my grandmother) is their names. And take note, their names both start in letter "m" Maleriano and Margarita and same as the parents of my grandpa, both starting in "e": Emerinciana and Esteban. In my mother's side, I know my great grandma in my grandmother's side she is Dominga Ruffy. I've known her because I saw her name in the cemetery when we visited my grandma. My mom said that she really didn't know what her grandma was like while my great grandpa, Cirilo or Cerilo, I don't know;marked in my mom's brain because he is such a gambler. Well in my grandpa's side. His parents were a blurr in my mom's memory. My grandpa's parents were seldomly talked about when she was young. She van't remember their names. So now we are done with my great grandparents. Now, let us go to my grandparents. In the father's side my grand parents are still alive abd happy. My grandma, Lola Carmen is a visayan and I am proud to say that she is a cancer survivor. while my grandpa, Lolo Julian is a Kapampangan and he is a very, very good chef(he was a chef in a ship before).
In my mom's side my grandparents are both dead. My grandfather was a playboy as what my mom states. He died last December. He had, I think more than three wives. Whoa, I wonder how my grandpa looks like, back when he was young. My grandma died when my mom was in the 6th grade(that must've been very painful).She ded because of colon cancer. Both of my grandma's in both side have cancer should that scare me?By tha way, I was never really close to my grandparents so I won't know what traits I inherited. But I am close to my parents my mom who is a very short tempered woman can sometimesbe my friend. Well,I don't see myself as a short tempered girl. Truth is, I am cheerful but sometimes sensitive like my mom. On the other hand my father is a happy person just like me but sometimes he easily gets hot-tempered which I am not. I am sure of one trait that I inherited to my father: his being an impulsive buyer. When I amin the mall and saw something I want I immediately buy it.But now I try to control myself. So I won't reproduce more impulsive buyers in my own branchof our family.

I solidify my family

I, asked to deliver such speech to describe the role of children in keeping one's family, really do not know what to say. Even so, I myself belong to a solid family so I think I'd just better share my perceptions. Solid, meaning molecules sticking together closely as one is just synonymous to the word family. Try to imagine that the border molecules or whatever it is that contain the molecules are the parents. Without that border the molecules would scatter. See the connection with street children? Their parents are not present so they scatter like molecules. On the other hand without the molecules there ain't nothing at all. Same to family: no children,no family. There can be as family with only a single parent but there can be no family consisting of a child. Well, that is all i percept about my role and yopur role 'bout this family thing.

I wonder what to write..

I wonder what is wrong I have published one already but now it is gone again...again and again. Well I am only writing whatever enters my mind. Right nowmymind is empty. I don't want to write about the exams bacause exams are on my list of my most hated things in life.Yeah, I have one. Sometimes my friends think I am weird but they know not they are weirder than I am. Well, don't want to say more 'bout 'em cause I love them as much as I love walking around our house (like a cat that can't give birth) thinking happy thoughts. Well my sentences would be less and less coherent cause all I am thinking right now is how to get a wig like that of hannah Montanna's and how to sleep tonight( I got sleeping problems)See, up to now, I wonder what to say...

abstract for research...

Abstract

Major problems of the arid region are transportation of agricultural products and losses due to spoilage of the products, especially in summer. This work presents the performance of a solar drying system consisting of an air heater and a dryer chamber connected to a greenhouse. The drying system is designed to dry a variety of agricultural products. The effect of air mass flow rate on the drying process is studied. Composite pebbles, which are constructed from cement and sand, are used to store energy for night operation. The pebbles are placed at the bottom of the drying chamber and are charged during the drying process itself. A separate test is done using a simulator, a packed bed storage unit, to find the thermal characteristics of the pebbles during charging and discharging modes with time. Accordingly, the packed bed is analyzed using a heat transfer model with finite difference technique described before and during the charging and discharging processes. Graphs are presented that depict the thermal characteristics and performance of the pebble beds and the drying patterns of different agricultural products. The results show that the amount of energy stored in the pebbles depends on the air mass flow rate, the inlet air temperature, and the properties of the storage materials. The composite pebbles can be used efficiently as storing media.

My Purpose of Existence

I am currentlly facing problems in our computert right now and I think it's my fifth time to repeat this blog entry!!See, I won't make any introductions anymore! Because of my repititive repititions my entry is turning from good to bad!(or worse). OK, straight to the point as what my title says, my purpose of living here. Honestly I didn't know before.I 'm thinking that time will come and soon I'll know but I learned that we are the one who make our destiny. I got plenty of dreams. Biggest of them is being a president. I know it won't fit me so if not president I'd just aim to be powerful and rich so I can punish all criminals, house all street children and jail their parents for being irresponsible. Truth is, all those stay dreams for now and now my purpose in life is to focus on how to fulfillthem and soon my purpose is fulfilling them. Ok??!!

I got nothing to say now...

The Princess of the Stars sank...Manny Pacquiao won the fight..Yet, I got nothing to type in my blog...Well, since blogging is publishing in the net something sigificant that happened in one's life. Then I'd just have to do it. Question is, is there something to write? I don't mean nothing significant has ever happened to my life.There are a LOT of significant happenings in my life. There is one time I gave a guy who is beside in the jeep the smarties I am eating cause I thought he wants some but truth is, he is trying to pass his fare, or there is this time when the policemen ran after me and my sister in NAIA or I got lost in the mall when I was five and told the cashier woman that my mom was missing. See these are not yet 1/4 of the RELEVANT happenings in my life how 'bout you?I bet you don't have 'em..

Philippines,in some way, may be better than japan

I was in bad mood everytime my mom would switch the radio to am stations. I can't stand the irritating voice of the speakers ( I can term it "noise voice") and to make it worse my mom would turn the volume up.She always tell me that I would learn something from what she is listening. I know that I can't win over her so I tried to shut my mouth up. Accidentally I heard something that caught my attention. It said that there are over 30, 000 people in Japan who commit suicide every year! There are even people who don't know each other,not friends, acquaintance or whatsoever who meet each other and commit suicide together. I was like "why?", I was wondering if Japanese people are just really stupid people. I mean they have all the latest in technology, they got beautiful country and traditions. The speaker concluded that people in Japan are very hardworking and that made them lose their minds and go on jumping from billboards but I wasn't convinced so I tried surfing the net. I found out that once in Japan, suicide is an honorable way to alleviate shame. (hmf !SHAME on them...). And I also read a shocking story:Japan's mental health experts were shocked when a cabinet minister hanged himself hours before facing a bribery probe. The shock was over praise from Tokyo's governor, calling the dead man a real samurai. It would be better to call him a real coward(hey minister please don't visit me at night!). So that made me think of something. This is what makes us, Filipinos unique. We are happy people and we don't suicide due to demands, deadlines in work or whatever.=)

Happy Father"s Day! Burger naman!!

Some fathers may feel so special today.Why can they not?It's Father's Day, it's their day. But they would feel even more special if one of their children would greet them. Greet them anyway you could even this way:"Pa, I love you...yeeee touched ka no??Pa-cheeseburger naman dyan!". Well that is just one ad I heard from the radio but still deep inside he'll know and in some way you know you made him remember. Specially nowadays, teenagers find it hard to open up with their parents but so easy to exchange feelings to their crushes,somehow i find it ironic.Anyway I'd just want to point that thing out 'bout Father's Day.