You know those classified poem(s) you had to do?
Have you ever asked what their purpose was?
Well, their purpose is, aside from being an example treehuggers give about Reusing,
is being a way for criminals too cheap or low tech to type their threats to get their message across.
Keep that in mind the next time you need to type a cleverly versed ransom note, but your printer's out of ink because of all those darn MTI formatted reports you've just printed.
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Report from Australian news reader
It's confirmed once again: CATS HAVE NINE LIVES!
Cat falls eight storeys and survives!
Now those who are well versed in the saying, or are just not interested, may have noticed it was a Australian news website. Don't ask why I read Australian news because I have no explanation.
Actually, it's a new project I'm thinking of starting.
Those of you who aren't still in the young age of denial, innocence and optimism may have noticed that shit happens all around the world. You may have realized, one morning, drinking your coffee and eating your high-in-fiber cereals that: "Shit, the world's fucked up."
Too right you are. (And also, all the fiber you eat just ends up in the toilet bowl, and yet, they charge so much more for high-in-fiber cereal, does that seem right to you?)
Regardless, depending on location, cultural differences, etc, I'm sure that each country's news websites will vary in the type, amount and presentation of whatever shit is happening on their soil. So, starting from next week, for one week, I'm going to read at least three different country's top news websites and hopefully, come back here with a humorous but totally meaningless report about news in other countries. Feel free to help.
Cat falls eight storeys and survives!
Now those who are well versed in the saying, or are just not interested, may have noticed it was a Australian news website. Don't ask why I read Australian news because I have no explanation.
Actually, it's a new project I'm thinking of starting.
Those of you who aren't still in the young age of denial, innocence and optimism may have noticed that shit happens all around the world. You may have realized, one morning, drinking your coffee and eating your high-in-fiber cereals that: "Shit, the world's fucked up."
Too right you are. (And also, all the fiber you eat just ends up in the toilet bowl, and yet, they charge so much more for high-in-fiber cereal, does that seem right to you?)
Regardless, depending on location, cultural differences, etc, I'm sure that each country's news websites will vary in the type, amount and presentation of whatever shit is happening on their soil. So, starting from next week, for one week, I'm going to read at least three different country's top news websites and hopefully, come back here with a humorous but totally meaningless report about news in other countries. Feel free to help.
Monday, May 3, 2010
French End of Year Writing Eval
http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=107035919339339&v=wall
I think this says it better than I can.
Thanks to sister for finding it.
I think this says it better than I can.
Thanks to sister for finding it.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Post 127
HAPPY EARTH DAY!
Who decided that today would be Earth Day? And what does that mean anyway? Everybody does something nice to the Earth? See if the Earth cares. You're doing it for yourself. In which case, be nice to yourself and do something good for your environment everyday, not just on a piss ass 24 hours between the 21st of April and 23rd of April.
On another note, if you haven't noticed, the school is falling apart around us. Cracks are everywhere, snaking around supporting beams, walls and window frames. Paint's peeling and a whole section of the hall looks like a shootout scene because the wall's got so many holes in it. The ceiling is falling on our heads and water collects in pitiful tarps hung from the ceiling. It looks like those showers they have in a village in Asia that work on solar energy.
(Not solar panels, but in the form of water stored in a tire inner-tube filled with water on the roof.)
We are so poor. But I like poor better than rich.
Who decided that today would be Earth Day? And what does that mean anyway? Everybody does something nice to the Earth? See if the Earth cares. You're doing it for yourself. In which case, be nice to yourself and do something good for your environment everyday, not just on a piss ass 24 hours between the 21st of April and 23rd of April.
On another note, if you haven't noticed, the school is falling apart around us. Cracks are everywhere, snaking around supporting beams, walls and window frames. Paint's peeling and a whole section of the hall looks like a shootout scene because the wall's got so many holes in it. The ceiling is falling on our heads and water collects in pitiful tarps hung from the ceiling. It looks like those showers they have in a village in Asia that work on solar energy.
(Not solar panels, but in the form of water stored in a tire inner-tube filled with water on the roof.)
We are so poor. But I like poor better than rich.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Thursday, April 8, 2010
The beauty and curse of Language
Blue! Baby! Purple! Hippo! Umbrella!
Nuances. Pictures in your head. Imagination.
The possibilities are endless with any language. It's what's good about words. It's also what's bad.
We almost got to the issue in French class, during which insecure people were endlessly questioning the studentteacher about which answer is "correct" and how to answer in future tests. "What if..." "What if..."
There is no solution. What makes language great is that interpretation, past experiences and imagination varies from person to person. I admit, it's also a bitch sometimes when misunderstandings occur, but if you can't live with that, stop using words and speak only Math. (Danny will be more than willing to help, I'm sure) There, a 2 is a 2, no matter the context.
Also, if the debate had persisted, perhaps the issue of the counterproductivity of reading comprehension tests would have emerged as well. It's absolutely normal that one person does not interpret a work in exactly the same way as the next. But, reading tests absolutely want one specific answer, and in that way, education dulls the imagination like nothing else.
There are standard meanings for certain things, but past the basic necessities to understanding, is it really beneficial to allow yourself to be limited by some bozo who didn't even write the text and therefore can't possibly know exactly what the author meant but who decides which answers are "right" anyways?
Nuances. Pictures in your head. Imagination.
The possibilities are endless with any language. It's what's good about words. It's also what's bad.
We almost got to the issue in French class, during which insecure people were endlessly questioning the studentteacher about which answer is "correct" and how to answer in future tests. "What if..." "What if..."
There is no solution. What makes language great is that interpretation, past experiences and imagination varies from person to person. I admit, it's also a bitch sometimes when misunderstandings occur, but if you can't live with that, stop using words and speak only Math. (Danny will be more than willing to help, I'm sure) There, a 2 is a 2, no matter the context.
Also, if the debate had persisted, perhaps the issue of the counterproductivity of reading comprehension tests would have emerged as well. It's absolutely normal that one person does not interpret a work in exactly the same way as the next. But, reading tests absolutely want one specific answer, and in that way, education dulls the imagination like nothing else.
There are standard meanings for certain things, but past the basic necessities to understanding, is it really beneficial to allow yourself to be limited by some bozo who didn't even write the text and therefore can't possibly know exactly what the author meant but who decides which answers are "right" anyways?
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
People Giving Up.
5 years of IB. 5 years of endless hours producing BS, making links, sounding more knowledgeable than we really are, putting up with the stress, and I digress before you develop the need to see a shrink.
You'd think some people after all this time would have learned something more than just how to make professional sounding sentences and digging up grey matter to find even the darkest of links. Everytime you get through a difficult project, sleepless nights, a stressful and disastrous presentation, something should click. You should learn from it.
One thing you could have learned, among the innumerable—except maybe the lesson about procrastination (let's keep it real eh)— is to not give up. We hit a few walls, and every time, we dug a hole, put up a ladder, blew the wall up. Proof: all of us are still here aren't we? It'll be easier and easier to give up as the end approaches. But you shouldn't. Think of it as a test of character. 5 years of hard work, and you're going to take a nap before the finish line and let the tortoise win? What the hell is this? What are you worth then?
Yet, there are indeed people giving up in various classes and being a general ass in class and ignoring class etiquette.
Worse, it's not "stop working harder and working smarter". Letting go of the ones that you don't need and focusing on the ones you need in CEGEP is a passable excuse in certain cases. But no, they're letting go in every subject and predictably, preventing others from learning because of their disruptions in class.
Going through IB isn't just about the BS. If it was, it'd be long gone by now. I'd like to think it's also supposed to build a little moral character no? A little development on the personal side?
In this sense, some people have failed the IB. They gave up right after their *conditional* acceptance into CEGEP. Giving up before the end. Needless to say, they might impact the bottom rather spectacularly. You don't want to be one of those people.
I'll leave you to ponder on this:
A parachute seller once said: If it doesn't work, bring it back and I'll give you a new one.
You'd think some people after all this time would have learned something more than just how to make professional sounding sentences and digging up grey matter to find even the darkest of links. Everytime you get through a difficult project, sleepless nights, a stressful and disastrous presentation, something should click. You should learn from it.
One thing you could have learned, among the innumerable—except maybe the lesson about procrastination (let's keep it real eh)— is to not give up. We hit a few walls, and every time, we dug a hole, put up a ladder, blew the wall up. Proof: all of us are still here aren't we? It'll be easier and easier to give up as the end approaches. But you shouldn't. Think of it as a test of character. 5 years of hard work, and you're going to take a nap before the finish line and let the tortoise win? What the hell is this? What are you worth then?
Yet, there are indeed people giving up in various classes and being a general ass in class and ignoring class etiquette.
Worse, it's not "stop working harder and working smarter". Letting go of the ones that you don't need and focusing on the ones you need in CEGEP is a passable excuse in certain cases. But no, they're letting go in every subject and predictably, preventing others from learning because of their disruptions in class.
Going through IB isn't just about the BS. If it was, it'd be long gone by now. I'd like to think it's also supposed to build a little moral character no? A little development on the personal side?
In this sense, some people have failed the IB. They gave up right after their *conditional* acceptance into CEGEP. Giving up before the end. Needless to say, they might impact the bottom rather spectacularly. You don't want to be one of those people.
I'll leave you to ponder on this:
A parachute seller once said: If it doesn't work, bring it back and I'll give you a new one.
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