Dispatches by Adrian Conoza

Author's Note: Some words that you'll read here are only substitutes to what they are actually called. I don't blame anyone on this post. I did what I could do to avoid offenses on anyone. Whoever might be offended by this post, I apologize as early as now. And I hope all of  you will understand my post. Thanks.     ONCE AGAIN, I took the struggling exams this second quarter. I reviewed, read, and thought of those things our class have discussed and learned so far. By the way, some of the exams were based on what we've discussed or on  what we've done . For short, no review needed.   Wednesday. At about minutes past 6 A.M. I came to school. I did my daily routine of walking 40 steps-4 stairs-to our classroom.    I got to prepare. I need reviews. I need an attentive and knowledge-filled me!    My morning went well, except for one thing.    Compressed to our review was the demands of paperwork. That paperwork that we've revised for ma...

   I'M ONCE again on pressure...Under pressure.2 days or less than 48 hours to go until our periodical tests will begin. And now, I'm facing the trials of high school.    The class had a quiz on Biology. We reviewed. We tried to review. But not much for me. I can't even exercise my time in an orderly way! Plans didn't go as it was for this "looking-serious" man.    Disorganized time, slightly-energized body, and the rushes of studies. They all make me a complicated teenager. They all try to mold me to be diligent and hardworking. However, they all pass a frazzled, puzzled me.    I really had no time top get things well. When could I make things sorted and kept well? You know, then things usually make me look like concentrated on my work or sort of that. Most of all, they decrease my mood. Now what?    I have nothing and no one to blame. Just myself. Just my clock-cracking management and energy-lost anatomy. In the same way, I have no one...

SO FAR so good. I'm now about to share my first full post just like an article in a magazine or just like that. I welcome you once again to my blog...Here, I'll share things that interests me, things that will make this blog a unique teenage dispatch. Let's begin. As a student in a science high school, it's a routine for me to get busy, to get things done. That means laziness should be fought and relaxation set aside. It's like working in an office, sometimes like working as a DJ overnight. And here I am, seeing the results. Thursday morning began with Drafting classes, and our class passed what we call as "improvised folders". We have done them in the first quarter, and we tried to make it better this second quarter. Many checks were done by the teacher, and I'm nearing the table. After few minutes, I passed my folder. It has a landscape format and a collage concept. The folder was checked then, and the teacher gave me comments. One comment was that t...