"Martin! Didn't I tell yeah to clean them dishes!? Why in the he'll did you leave my coffee cup!?" yells mother. I'm Martin, 17 years old, and currently getting yelled at for forgetting to wash one dish out of many. I'm a college student, just started last month. I wash the stupid cup and march upstairs to my room and blast some Joji, drowning out everything and everyone, even my own breathing. I have this stupid essay I need to rewrite, due to "lack of ordered events". Lack of order of events my as. I wrote it based on real-life events, and I get a 65 for "lack of ordered events"? B.S. I am then interrupted from my own thoughts when auntie Claud walks in. "Causing trouble AGAIN Martin? Aren't you a bit too old for this?" She says as she holds a beer bottle in her left hand.
"Shouldn't you be saying that to your sorry-excuse-for-a-sister?" I snap. She shrugs and walks away. I can hear her tumbling over her own feet down the hall. I sigh. "Why is the world so weird." I say out loud, as a statement rather than an question. I grab my Stranger Things Netflix and Chill Limited Edition pen and write this stupid essay.
Joules, kilojoules and megajoules are used to express the amount of energy absorbed or released during a chemical reaction. Think of it this way:
In foods, on the label at the back, there is the amount of kilojoules per xxx grams...
And food is classified as chemical energy, right?
Same concept for other types of energy.
