Monday, April 25, 2005

A Stakepherium Intelekshuwall
My school has a lot of old textbooks, from the seventies and whatnot. Our health textbooks were published in '72, last time I checked. On top of this, they are, for some inexplicable reason, American. And very misleading.
For instance, they provide us with a story about Monique, the troubled young lady who began drinking to deal with her problems, then woke up one morning to discover she had contracted HIV.
The unlikelihood of her having the proper equipment and motivation to preform an HIV test at home aside, this basically tells us that alcohol gives you STDs. Indeed, heavy alcohol use can lead to you getting drunk and laid by somebody with herpes or whatever, I suppose, but you wouldn't have contracted HIV from the alcohol, itself. This really seemed to confuse some people, though I felt the example was rather obvious in its insubstantiality.
Then, we have the story of Jane, who got into weed and became pregnant. Once again: "You can get pregnant from smoking weed?"
Though the scare-tactics can be interpreted as pretty funny, I think whoever compiled these "examples" was either a) stupid or b) a piss- and a pot-head at once.

These books are also very tsk-able, when it comes to being in a Canadian classroom or one containing females: they not only express that a "romantic" relationship can only ever involve two people of opposite genders, but imply that the male psyche is the only one involving any kind of sex-drive.

And they're punctuated/spelled rather poorly.

And so, we are left asking, "Why...? Just...why...?"

As an amusing aside, my teacher started the unit by saying, "I know kids your age don't like talking about sex." Feel free to start correcting that in seventeen different ways any time, now.


Yesterday, I got Dark Cloud 2. I spent about an hour looking around the mall for it, but EB was the only place carrying it, and they only had it used. In a particularly manhandled box, I might add. However, since it was, like, twelve dollars, I bought it and switched its case with that of the Tomb Raider Movie One or whatever it was called. Because nobody looks at/gives two craps about Tomb Raider.
Anyway, I've only played for a couple of hours, so I haven't defeated Halloween yet, but I love it already. Everything from the cell-shading, to the inventions, to the monsters, to the dungeons, to the absolute adorableness of it all and the pinstripes I selected for Max's pants.
The only thing I really can't stand is the voice-acting--"movie caliber" my ass.

Too bad I wont have much time to play it for a month or so, because of exams and summatives and other variations of bullshit.
Fucking school. >: /


Anyway, sorry for the short-tastic posts up until now, but there've been some problems recently, so I didn't get much time to post. I wont go into them, but they're why I didn't say anything to my cousin about his saving over my file. (You'd agree it would have been a terrible thing to do.)


"Autodidact" is a nifty noun to be. We should all try our hardest, since it's the only way to know we're getting it right; "...done right, do it yourself" and all that. : )
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