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.=)