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TROPHY and Medal

Philippine Institute of Chemical Engineers – SOCSARGEN Chapter

Junior Philippine Institute of Chemical Engineers – NDMU Chapter

present this

PLAQUE of RECOGNITION

for showing excellence as

CHAMPION

on the 3^rd Regional Science and Math Quiz Bowl

held at SMC Hall, Notre Dame of Marbel University on September 18, 2008

in coordination with the celebration of the

Chemical Engineering Week 2008 with the theme

“Chemical Engineers: Trailblazers of Progress”

on September 13-21, 2008.

FIRST RUNNER-UP

SECOND RUNNER-UP

When it's your last...

When it's your last, you'll give your best shot.

1. You dream.
2. You stop and smell the flowers.
3. You see people differently.
4. You smile a lot.
5. You don't forget how unique a person you are.
6. You want to do crazy things you've love to do before but dared not.
7. You want to be a child again, to say what you mean, to laugh out loud, to cry when needed.
8. You just want to pour out all those feelings you keep on hiding all these years.
9. You just want to be happy.
10. You want to make a difference.

It's my last year in college. Got to do the most I can.

It would have been better if we learn to start when it's not yet the last.

Painting Success

How do you paint success?

Do you paint it in huge mansions, luxury cars, and designer clothes? Do you paint it in travels and parties?

I just wanna say, it really amazes me how other people are willing to do everyTHING just to achieve their own concept of success. And it even hurt, that some people voluntarily sacrifice a piece of their dignity to color their triumph.

Just thinking out loud.

the reel world

the reel world

If somebody tells you that you'd better finish your degree so that life could be easier, well, he's wrong.When you finish your degree, you'll be working, and when you are working, you'll never say life is easy.

I'm having my apprenticeship, and it says something about life.

For one, the real world wakes up early in the morning (dawn) and goes out of work at dusk. You'll never have the pleasure to indulge in a leisurely sleep.

Second, the real world expects the best. If you are not self-disciplined, you better get over it or you'll never survive it.

Third, the best days are student days. You'll get to just ask for money and it's there. When you work, you sweat blood and you still get the minimum wage. The money you earn for a day's worth of toil is just equal to your dunkin' donuts merienda.

Fourth, the real world don't get to have a morning and afternoon merienda. You'd rather save it or you'll starve for the rest of the month.

Fifth, the real work is serious. No horse plays or you're eat what the horses eat.

Forgive me, just thinking out loud about the harsh realities.

The harsh realities that are true.

before summer

This is the official room of the NDMU Chemical Engineering students. We call it hydraulics (it's the hydraulics lab), 1008, or simply, "sa rum ta".

This room is equipped with a hydraulic equipment, a heat exchanger, a Reynold's number apparatus, and more things I can't identify. Just don't ask me which of them is functioning.

Why the heck am I writing about this room?

Well, I spent half my college life on this room. I learned my major subjects on this room. I got a chance to use the things in this room. I took the world's most difficult exams on this room.

Summer's coming and I just wanna say I'm going to miss this room. It's just that, there are some places we dearly treasure in our lives and it so happen that mine's this. I love this room because even though I could only count the functioning apparatus with my fingers, it is where we spent all the good things about learning, and about life.

More than being taught about engineering, we were taught to engineer life. We learn about math but more than that, we learn multiply friends and subtract our not-so-friends. More than the handling of the equipment, we were taught to handle people. More than merely persevering on exams, we learned to persevere in experiences.

It is where we laugh on the most frivolous and nonsense things. It is where we cry even on the most unreasonable reasons. It is where we talk on the most senseless ideas. It is where we cultivate our friendships. It is where we see our teachers as more than just mere professors.

It is where we see life more than just reading our books or listening to lectures.

I guess, that's the most valuable thing about going to school.

Walk out

Brother Willie, our school president said that if we don't like our teachers, we should walk out of class and submit a letter of complaint to the dean.

That's a good thing actually. I just don't know if somebody will ever dare. You know the culture here, we're so playing safe that we don't want to risk our lives to some Andres Bonifacio martyrdom issue.

To all those who would be wasting their time to at least see what's up in this blog, may I recommend some instances that would signal the war against some irresponsible inefficient teachers.

You should walk out of class if:

1. Your teacher is a bore and only he and the first person in the first row understand each other

2. Your teacher is a book maniac and all he does in the classroom is to read your textbook like some grade 1 discovering reading for the first time

3. Your teacher and the blackboard understand each other

4. Your teacher is a cellphone addict and he spends 80% of your class texting

5. Your teacher doesn't consider opinions coming from you or your other classmates

6. Your teacher is lousy that he defines teaching by the number of seatworks or research works he could ambush his students

7. Your teacher don't know how to solve a math problem or to explain an english phrase

8. Your teacher has started babbling about his all so wonderful life for the nth time which are all actually definitely absolutely out of the topic

9. Your teacher is frequently late, if not absent

10. Your teacher don't know how to teach!

Speak up. It's your right!

Bloggie Thinking

After I attended a seminar on Blogging last Feb 2, I feel like I wanna go blogging all my life and get rich.

Maybe I really wanted to get rich. Maybe I'd like to live the digital era and earn. Maybe I do, maybe I don't.

This week is such a real stressful week and I only get connected ot the internet once in a week and I fail to update this journal. Things got really hectic, you know. I've got tons of problem sets again plus tons of extra curricular activities. Hindi na talaga ako nagbago.

Once in my life, I told myself na gusto ko nang maging simple ang buhay ko. You know, no extra curriculars. Kaya lang hindi pwede eh, Nakakabit na ata sa system ko. Parang ang lungkot ng mundo pag walang extra.

"Eh, ngayon ba't reklamo ka ng reklamo?????"

Ehehe... Wala eh, pagod lang, pero masaya naman.

"Eh anong ending ng entry na to????"

Wala lang. Siguro, this is just what this blog is for, para sa mga walang kakwenta kwentang sentimyento ko sa buhay. Haha.

GHOST DREAMS

I used to believe that being the BEST is man’s duty to himself, that mediocrity is a crime and being the best is man’s only destiny, nothing less.

When I stepped in college, I promised that I’ll be the best that I can, so I spend all my time pouring in my academics knowing that my success will ultimately make me the happiest person in the world. I want to excel and that’s the only thing I’ll settle for.

I did have my glorious days. Getting perfect in my Chemistry midterms in my freshmen days and seeing my name posted all over our college paved the way for me. People begun to recognize me and this made me real proud about myself. I have been famous in my own right and my college begun to trust me in competitions. With the luck I didn’t know I possess, I won in some of them. In my second semester, I was first place in the Star Honors and I could never be more proud of myself. My high school acquaintances and teachers were very proud of me and I felt like there could be any better feeling than being the best. I started to get close to a lot of people and I know I’m getting closer to my dreams.

It was in my sophomore years when I realized something is amiss in my near perfect life. Despite all the glory I claim to have made of myself, I felt so lost, lonely, incapacitated, hollow and empty. I felt so miserable. I spend my weekends crying like a stupid. Everything just doesn’t make sense. I did not get into Cloud nine but I felt like I was just hanging in the air. I was groping in some darkness I did not know where. I felt like there is this pit in my heart that keeps getting deeper as the days go by. There is this nagging feeling inside me that gets me all confused. I succumbed to this loneliness and I embraced despair like a friend.

I was this miserable for how many months until I realized that I was actually missing something in my existence. And I am more than determined to search for whatever will complete this void.

There, I found GOD.

He was just there, and I did not see him. He was there all along.

He was just there in those times when my life revolves in the magnificence of my achievements. He was just there when my I clung for fame. He was just there when I defined my life by the number of trophies and certificates I bring home and the weight of the medals hanging in my neck. He was just there playing the cards for me. It was not luck that gave me what I have, it was Him. It was actually Him who gave me the prestige I claimed to earn on my own. He was just there, and I did not see Him.

I lost my glory days. There are no lime lights anymore. I stopped soaring on the success I have defined and worked hard to achieve.

I took the time to slow down, to soften my pace and see what is around me. That time, I saw the flowers. I saw my classmates. I saw them like I’ve never seen them before, because the truth is, I did not find time to look at them, or smile at them. I took time to think and ravel on the moments of my life, to look back of all that happened in my day and find happiness in them. I dedicated more time in thinking, in philosophizing, in looking at the great wonders of life. I began to see the little blessings I did know I have. I began to appreciate how blessed I am, my studies, my friends, my classmates, my parents. I began to see the world in a new light.

I don’t have to rely on my strength anymore. I don’t have to kill myself to gain recognition, because it doesn’t greatly matter now as much as it mattered before. Life has a new meaning now, and this time, there are no pits, no loneliness, no despair.

I don’t have to be the best in the world just to be happy. If I am not the best in the world by the world’s standard, I don’t really care. After I’ve done all the most of what I have, God will fill in the missing parts. The one I have is greater than anything in this world. I don’t have to rely on my self alone to make things happen because when we trust Him, he able to do anything according to His will. Nothing is impossible with Him.

I used to believe that success is everything, that all achievement lies in one’s effort to be the best. I thought that will make me happy, but I was greatly wrong. I was so wrong to cling to the things that won’t last. Time will come that all my achievements will be forgotten and my name unknown, but I don’t have to kill myself to leave a mark in this world, because what matters most, is the mark I’ll leave in the pages of the Great Book. And in real life, that’s what really counts.

Dream come true

Blogging is a dream come true for me.

I was actually planning to have one since I knew about it, but due to my busy schedule-tapings, mall shows, autograph signings and the like (ahhmmm)- I was unable to create a sane account.

Today is the day!!!Haha!!!

Finally, I've got something to pour out my soul into. Now, I can speak out loud in the net... Whew!!

God Bless guys! Please don't be shy to visit my blog.U