Card Giving

I didn't attend card giving today because I was too lazy - and I probably won't attend the honors' assembly tomorrow.
*sighs*

I was really excited to see my report card and the results of the diagnostic test. I was really nervous because I know I didn't do well in Biology. Anyway, here are the results of the Report Card. They got a little higher :].

Christian Living 89 84 92 94
English 86 87 86 87
Filipino 88 89 87 90
Social Studies 86 87 84 89
Science 84 83 86 86
Mathematics 89 89 88 89
TLE 88 88 88 85
Computer 89 91 93 91
PEHM 94 91 92 91
Homeroom 90 90 92 95

General Average : 87.52

My average finally reached 88 (for the 4th Quarter). Yes, this is the worse school year for me (in terms of academics of course).

Compare them to my grades in 1st year high school. I got a ranking of 2 in the class and 66 overall. I was doing fine before. I don't understand why I didn't do very well last school year :[

Christian Living 91 91 92 91
English 88 89 89 88
Filipino 92 92 90 89
Social Studies 88 86 84 87
Science 92 94 93 90
Mathematics 93 91 96 93
TLE 85 88 86 85
Computer 86 92 91 89
PEHM 90 85 87 91
Homeroom 89 86 88 87

General Average : 90.20

As you can see, my grades really dropped. Mostly in major subjects. My general average dropped more than 2 points!

I hope I'll get a higher grade in my 3rd year high school :]

My Diagnostic Test was not that bad but not that good either.

The results of my English test was not that good. I got 81 percentile in School and Norm but I only got Above Average. Last year, I got superior!

My Biology test was the worst. I only got a 62 percentile in School and 78 in Norm with an above average quality index. I don't know why but I got an 86 in Biology. It was weird because my quizzes were low! Maybe because of our Investigatory Project?

My Math result was really astonishing I got a 99 percentile in school and 98 in Norm? What the? It's not even possible because I had a hard time on it because the Variation items!I know that the "mathletes" had already discussed that topic.

This Diagnostic Test is a fraud.

PS. I'm not bragging or anything. As you can see, they're not that high, I don't think I'm even in the top 100 anymore!

Looking at the bright side, I'm still a consistent achiever! I got a pretty good score in the Diagnostic test and got a 94 in CL and a 95 in Homeroom! They also said that they got bored because they just got their card and practiced. I don't know my rank so I won't attend the honors' assembly. Looking forward for next week! I'll tell you why in my next post :]

Wasted

This day was really WASTED! I hate this day. Let me tell you what happened. It all started with waking up and realizing it was only 7:15 AM.
Wow, what an achievement I also realized that it was Easter Sunday (Happy Easter Sunday!).

Like a robot, I :
Ate Breakfast
Brushed My Teeth
Took A Bath
Dressed Up

Then we took off at about 8:50 AM, 10 minutes before the mass starts. While we were in our way, we got stuck in a traffic jam. It was caused by the "Road Improvement" Project. It didn't really stalled us, but it was really annoying because the roads were fine. Then, after a few minutes, we got stuck in another traffic. Not really sure what caused it but we got stuck there for at least 30 minutes. So to cut the story short, we arrived there at 9:45 AM. It's only a ten minute ride from home to church. "Luckily," it was still Homily (the Priest got late too!). The mass ended at about 10:30 AM because it was Easter Sunday. After that, we went to Robinsons and just ate lunch then left. I was really disappointed because I really wanted to watch T2, a horror movie by Chito Roño. But my dad has to go somewhere so he drove us home. After changing clothes, I just watched TV and then got bored so I turned on my laptop. After about 2 hours, I really got bored so I turned it off and ate Sopas.
Yes I know, I'm a sloth
After that, I slept and woke up at 6:30 PM! (Oh no, I'll have a difficult time in sleeping) Then I ate dinner and brushed my teeth. So there goes another day. I don't think I can survive with this kind of summer. I just hope I'll cheer up when I see my Card Tomorrow! Haha.. I just hope I can wake up early (by early, I mean before 9 o'clock ).
I hope I'm a consistent achiever.
I also hope I can get a good night rest for tomorrow. *Sighs*

Old Age

Sa Aking Pagtanda
By Rev.Fr. Ariel F. Robles

This is my last "dramatic" post. Real stuff about me will be next week. :] It's only my respect for the holy week. My teacher read us this story and I liked it so I searched it online. Use the google translator if you don't understand it. It's in Filipino by the way. It's not accurate so just look for the english version in the net. I do not OWN this story.

Sa aking pagtanda, unawain mo sana ako
at pagpasensyahan. Kapag dala ng
kalabuan ng mata ay nakabasag ako ng
pinggan o nakatapon ng sabaw sa hapag
kainan, huwag mo sana akong kagagalitan.
Maramdamin ang isang matanda.
Nagse-self-pity ako sa tuwing sisigawan
mo ako.

Kapag mahina na ang tenga ko at
hindi ko maintindihan ang sinasabi mo,
huwag mo naman sana akong sabihan ng
“binge!” paki-ulit nalang ang sinabi mo
o pakisulat nalang. Pasensya ka na,
anak. Matanda na talaga ako.

Kapag mahina na tuhod ko,
pagtiyagaan mo sana akong tulungang
tumayo, katulad ng pag-aalalay ko sa iyo
noong nag-aaral ka pa lamang lumakad.

Pagpasensyahan mo sana ako kung ako
man ay nagiging makulit at paulit ulit
na parang sirang plaka. Basta pakinggan
mo nalang ako. Huwag mo sana akong
pagtatawanan o pagsasawaang pakinggan.
Natatandaan mo anak noong bata ka pa?
kapag gusto mo ng lobo,paulit-ulit mo
‘yong sasabihin, maghapon kang
mangungulit hangga’t hindi mo nakukuha
ang gusto mo. Pinagtyagaan ko ang
kakulitan mo.

Pagpasensyahan mo na rin sana ang
aking amoy. Amoy matanda, amoy lupa.
Huwag mo sana akong piliting maligo.
Mahina na ang katawan ko. Madaling
magkasakit kapag nalamigan, huwag mo
sana akong pandirihan. Natatandaan mo
noong bata ka pa? Pinatyagaan kitang
habulin sa ilalim ng kama kapag ayaw
mong maligo.

Pagpasensyahan mo sana kung
madalas, ako’y masungit, dala na marahil
ito ng katandaan. Pagtanda mo,
maiintindihan mo rin.

Kapag may konti kang panahon,
magkwentohan naman tayo, kahit sandali
lang. inip na ako sa bahay, maghapong
nag-iisa. Walang kausap. Alam kong busy
ka sa trabaho, subalit nais kong malaman
mo na sabik na sabik na akong
makakwentohan ka, kahit alam kong hindi
ka interesado sa mga kwento ko.
Natatandaan mo anak, noong bata ka pa?
Pinagtyagaan kong pakinggan at
intindihin ang pautal-utal mong kwento
tungkol sa iyong teddy bear.

At kapag dumating ang sandali na
ako’y magkakasakit at maratay sa banig
ng karamdaman, huwag mo sana akong
pagsawaan alagaan. Pagpasensyahan mo na
sana kung ako man ay maihi o madumi sa
higaan, pagtyagaan mo sana akong alagaan
sa mga huling sandali ng aking buhay.
Tutal hindi na naman ako magtatagal.

Kapag dumating ang sandali ng aking
pagpanaw, hawakan mo sana ang aking
kamay at bigyan mo ako ng lakas ng loob
na harapin ang kamatayan.

At huwag kang mag-alala, kapag
kaharap ko na ang Diyos na lumikha,
ibubulong ko sa kanya na pagpalain ka
sana … dahil naging mapagmahal ka sa
iyong ama’t ina…

Of course I haven't experienced this yet for my parents are only in their mid 40's. But I already feel guilt because I have been bad to them. I don't know when will God take them away from me. My mom has Mayoma and my dad is a bit obese. So I'll pray that my parents will stay longer in this world so that I can do good things to them. :]

Embrace Imperfection

The Secret to a Lasting Marriage:
Embrace Imperfection

By Deb Graham :]

I got this story last 2007 from my computer teacher. The message is really touching so I decided to post it here. As I've said, I only got this story from an email and I do not claim this.

When I was a little girl, my mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner
every now and then. And I remember one night in particular when she had
made breakfast after a long, hard day at work.

On that evening so long ago, my mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage, and
extremely burned toast in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if
anyone noticed! Yet all my dad did was reach for his toast, smile at my
mom, and ask me how my day was at school.

I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching
him smear butter and jelly on that toast and eat every bite! When I got
up from the table that evening, I remember hearing my mom apologize to
my dad for burning the toast. And I'll never forget what he said: "Baby,
I love burned toast."

Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and I asked him if he
really liked his toast burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said,
"Debbie, your momma put in a hard day at work today and she's real
tired. And besides-a little burnt toast never hurt anyone!"

In bed that night, I thought about that scene at dinner and the kindness
my daddy showed my mom. To this day, it's a cherished memory from my
childhood that I'll never forget. And it's one that came to mind just
recently when Jack and I sat down to eat dinner.

I had arrived home late as usual and decided we would have breakfast
food for dinner. Some things never change, I suppose!

To my amazement, I found the ingredients I needed, and quickly began to
cook eggs, turkey sausage, and buttered toast. Thinking I had things
under control, I glanced through the mail for the day. It was only a
few minutes later that I remembered that I had forgotten to take the
toast out of the oven!

Now, had it been any other day -- and had we had more than two pieces of
bread in the entire house -- I would have started all over. But it had
been one of those days and I had just used up the last two pieces of
bread. So burnt toast it was!

As I set the plate down in front of Jack, I waited for a comment about
the toast. But all I got was a "Thank you!" I watched as he ate bite by
bite, all the time waiting for some comment about the toast. But
instead, all Jack said was, "Babe, this is great. Thanks for cooking
tonight. I know you had a hard day."

As I took a bite of my charred toast that night, I thought about my mom
and dad how burnt toast hadn't been a deal-breaker for them. And I
quietly thanked God for giving me a marriage where burnt toast wasn't a
deal-breaker either!

You know, life is full of imperfect things and imperfect people. I'm not
the best housekeeper or cook. And you might be surprised to find out
that Jack isn't the perfect husband! He likes to play his music too
loud, he will always find a way to avoid yard work, and he watches far
too many sports. Believe it or not, watching " Golf Academy " is not my
idea of a great night at home!

But somehow in the past 37 years Jack and I have learned to accept the
imperfections in each other. Over time, we have stopped trying to make
each other in our own mold and have learned to celebrate our
differences. You might say that we've learned to love each other for
who we really are!

For example, I like to take my time, I'm a perfectionist, and I'm
even-tempered. I tend to work too much and sleep too little. Jack, on
the other hand, is disciplined, studious, an early riser, and is a
marketer's dream consumer. I count pennies and Jack could care less!
Where he is strong, I am weak, and vice versa.

And while you might say that Jack and I are opposites, we're also very
much alike. I can look at him and tell you what he's thinking. I can
predict his actions before he finalizes his plans. On the other hand, he
knows whether I'm troubled or not the moment I enter a room.

We share the same goals. We love the same things. And we are still best
friends. We've traveled through many valleys and enjoyed many
mountaintops.

And yet, at the same time, Jack and I must work every minute of every
day to make this thing called "marriage" work!

What I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each others
faults - and choosing to celebrate each others differences - is the one
of the most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting
marriage relationship.

And that's my prayer for you today. That you will learn to take the
good, the bad, and the ugly parts of your married life and lay them at
the feet of GOD. Because in the end, He's the only One who will be able
to give you a marriage where burnt toast isn't a deal-breaker!

Isn't it touching? haha. I'm not really into love stories or anything but I must say, their relationship is very strong. I think their differences is the key/secret to their lasting marriage. Differences balance each other. Like in magnets, positive attracts negative. They understand and love each other for who they really are. And I think that's all that really matters :]

Realization

While I was deleting files in my laptop, I stumbled upon a sad message that i got from an email years ago. i just want to share this to all of you.

When you were 8 years
old, your mom handed you an ice
cream. You thanked her by dripping it
all over your lap.

When you were 9 years old, she paid for
piano lessons. You thanked her by
never even bothering to practice.

When you were 10 years old she drove
you all day, from soccer to football
to one birthday party after another.
You thanked her by jumping out of the
car and never looking back.

When you were 11 years old, she took
you and your friends to the movies.
You thanked her by asking to sit in a
different row.

When you were 12 years old, she warned
you not to watch certain TV shows. You
thanked her by waiting until she left
the house.

When you were 13, she suggested a
haircut that was becoming. You thanked
her by telling her she had no taste.

When you were 14, she paid for a month
away at summer camp. You thanked her by
forgetting to write a single letter.

W hen you were 15, she came home from
work, looking for a hug. You thanked
her by having your bedroom door locked.

W hen you were 16, she taught you how
to drive her car. You thanked her by
taking it every chance you could.

When you were 17, she was expecting
an important call. You thanked her by
being on the phone all night.

When you were 18, she cried at your
high school graduation . You thanked
her by staying out partying until dawn.

When you were 19, she paid for your
college tuition, drove you to campus
carried your bags. You thanked her by
saying good-bye outside the dorm so you
wouldn't be embarrassed in front of
your friends.

When you were 25, she helped to pay
for your wedding, and she cried and
told you how deeply she loved you. You
thanked her by moving halfway across
the country.

When you were 50, she fell ill and
needed you to take care of her. You
thanked her by reading about the
burden parents become to their
children.And then, one day,
she quietly died.
And everything you never did came
crashing down like thunder on YOUR
HEART..

Did you feel guilt? I did. This message shows how we ignore the good things that our family, especially our parents, does for us. This also shows the things we usually do to them, in return. We do not control time. We do not know what will happen. It's not to late to appreciate the good things they did for you :]. Now go hug your parents or give them a call if they're OFW's.
Won't that feel good?