Links From "SIRS" .com ~ Various topics

Experiment: Watch Channel Y for X hours, document each commercial in terms of

a) Who is the commercial directed towards?
b) What is the message?

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Negative effects of over excessive tanning: (Developing wrikles and skin cancer)

http://sks.sirs.com/cgi-bin/hst-article-display?id=SNJ1316-0-7059&artno=0000210410&type=ART&shfilter=U&key=&res=Y&ren=Y&gov=Y&lnk=Y&ic=Y

http://sks.sirs.com/cgi-bin/hst-sub-display?id=SNJ1316-0-7059&method=date&res=Y&ren=Y&gov=Y&lnk=Y&ic=Y&keyno=0000062842&0000062842=Y&auth_checked=Y

Long-lasting, constant wearing of "Plastic Nails": (Bacterial skin infections )

http://sks.sirs.com/cgi-bin/hst-sub-display?id=SNJ1316-0-7059&method=date&res=Y&ren=Y&gov=Y&lnk=Y&ic=Y&keyno=0000068918&0000068918=Y&auth_checked=Y

Unneseccery Plastic Surgery: ("the results of repeated operations raise questions about the ethics involved of exposing patients to the risks of medically unnecessary surgery, which can result in infection, bleeding, deformities requiring secondary surgeries--and even death in rare cases.")

http://sks.sirs.com/cgi-bin/hst-sub-display?id=SNJ1316-0-7059&method=date&res=Y&ren=Y&gov=Y&lnk=Y&ic=Y&keyno=0000073817&0000073817=Y&leadiss=Y&auth_checked=Y

http://sks.sirs.com/cgi-bin/hst-quick-search?id=SNJ1316-0-7059&type=sub&res=Y&ren=Y&gov=Y&lnk=Y&ic=Y&method=relevance&newsearch=Y&pos=1&num=25&keyword=breast+implants&auth_checked=Y
http://sks.sirs.com/cgi-bin/hst-article-display?id=SNJ1316-0-8362&artno=0000093809&type=ART&shfilter=U&key=&res=Y&ren=N&gov=N&lnk=N&ic=N

Negative effects of wearing make up overexcessively + [Contradictions of "beauty"] ("excessive wearing od make up can lead to acne or faster aging of skin, clogs pores, robbing your skin of the moisture it needs")

http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/187322/hidden_effects_of_makeup_beauty_tips.html

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TANNING:

http://discovermagazine.com/2006/aug/tanningbeds

While the Indoor Tanning Association warns consumers to avoid burning, "I am not satisfied with the message that burning is bad, but tanning is good," says Kevin Cooper, professor and chair of the department of dermatology at Case Western Reserve University. "There's no way you can get a tan without damaging the skin, That's what the tan is." Cooper says the message should be "that whatever color you are is OK, that's it's not necessary for you to be dark in order to be accepted."

ACRYLIC NAILS:

http://www.lipglossandlaptops.com/blog/2006_07_01_index.html

Buyer beware: Often the natural nail is filed-down to accommodate for the added bulk of the acrylic nail. When the acrylic nail is removed, the nail underneath is weakened, and will need to completely grow out to become healthy again.

Teh inside of me head on >bord<

My brain says "off"
and so I obey
I study all night
but I sleep the whole day

The dawn that I dread
interrupts the dreams in my head
and I wake up a grump
my pillows neither fat nor plump

The dawn greets me with no sun
Just the dark twilight before the day hour
awaiting the world to awaken
though he knows my thoughts are sour

And if only life was simple
If only we could all relax
Just let the media float away
Only then can we taste life's true snacks

(and I could sleep later too)

the blowing up in my head
a bomb goes off
because you stuffed too much stuffing
into the balloon called my head
and like the air you breath
so do I
but the things you try to stuff in this balloon
just won't comply
there's too much mathmatical slander
blured across my white sheet
and as I try to comprehend it
I seem to be under defeat.
And even more stuffing goes in
but babbel leaks out
would you like to add a seasoning?
I bet you would without a doubt
just stuffedy-stuff-stuff goes the mush in my head
and you take your spoon and mix it like battered bread
do not forget when my balloon grows too big it will pop
and explode
and out goes your stuffing
back where it goes.

Journal Blog Jan 18, 2007

Well in English class we've been talking a lot about Emmerson and his essays about
individuals VS conformist, nature, fate, and all those intresting subjects.

It's interesting how so many people try to be "individual". TV says "BE YOU", "BE WHO yOU WANT TO BE", yet they tell you what to buy to fit in. "Buy the new Axe Shower Jell and you'll be the man." "Buy the new red-none-stick shimmer lip gloss and you'll be the talk of the town." Common....

My math class has a poster-graph project thing we have to make due next Monday.
The class is going to vote on whoes picture-graph is the best. Of course the smartest kid in the class thinks he's gonna win, also hes the most popular in the class. And this other girl think she's gonna win because she has the "cutest" picture, though she coppied her idea off the kid who sits next to her.
I think MINE is the cutest. It's a teddy bear and it's eyes and fat belly are ADORABLE. So I hope I make her eat her words because she annoyed me. I really don't care if I win or not. I just hate it when there's a contest and all the people get all egotistic and proud and start to brag about their work before anyone else could even give them an opinion. "Mine's gonna win because mine is soooooo creative." "NO MINE is because MINE is the most creative, and its CUTE." SHUT UP! I DON'T CARE. Geez. Maybe everyone in the class doesn't care much for "cute".

About School

About School


He always wanted to say things. But no one understood.
He always wanted to explain things. But no one cared.
So he drew.

Sometimes he would just draw and it wasn't anything. He
wanted to carve it in stone or write it in the sky.
He would lie out on the grass and look up in the sky and it would
be only him and the sky and the things inside that needed
saying.

And it was after that, that he drew the picture. It was a beautiful
picture. He kept it under the pillow and would let no one
see it.
And he would look at it every night and think about it. And when
it was dark, and his eyes were closed, he could still see it.
And it was all of him. And he loved it.

When he started school he brought it with him. Not to show
anyone, but just to have it with him like a friend.

It was funny about school.
He sat in a square, brown desk like all the other square, brown
desks and he thought it should be red.
And his room was a square, brown room. Like all the other
rooms.
And it was tight and close. And stiff.

He hated to hold the pencil and the chalk, with his arm stiff
and his feet flat on the floor, with the teacher watching
and watching.
And then he had to write numbers. And they weren't anything.
They were worse than the letters that could be something if you
put them together.
And the numbers were tight and square and he hated the
whole thing.

The teacher came and spoke to him. She told him to wear a tie
like all the other boys. He said he didn't like them and she
said it didn't matter.

And after that they drew. And he drew all yellow and it was the way
he felt about morning. And it was beautiful.

The teacher came and smiled at him. "What's this?" she said.
"Why couldn't you draw something like Ken's drawing?" Isn't
that beautiful?"
It was all questions.

After that his mother brought him a tie and he always drew
airplanes and rocket ships like everyone else.
And he threw the old picture away.
And when he lay out alone looking at the sky, it was big and
blue and of everything, but he wasn't anymore.

It had stopped pushing. It was crushed. Stiff.
Like everything else.


--R. Nukerji

"My Mondays" ~Poem~

7:09AM I arrive at A06
I'm tired, I'm grumpy, my head's in a mix
I walk down the narrow path to my seat
dropping my heavy bookbag, wishing I had some food to eat
The room is rather barren; there's no one here at all
yet I can hear the hustle and bustle of the kids in the hall
I sit my butt down on the cold, metal desk
Wishing I could curl up in a ball and take a long rest
But then the teacher waddles in, slamming her books
Then smiles with fat-puffy cheecks- the weirdest of looks
I reach for my books with a grumpy groan
and then I hear the most annoying of sounds-
a girl texting on her cell phone!
The beapanous beeping!
The clickity-clicks!
I want to smash it!!
I want to stomp it!!
I want to beat it with sticks!!
I want to tell the teacher-
I want to get her in trouble-
I want her to know how I feel-
about cell phones
I'll give her a hint!
But before I explode with anger,
my feelings are calmed by
my yummy
winterfresh
Mint.

False Confessions

I was watching Dr.Phil today, and the subject was about fale confessions. People who have been sent to prison for decades for falsley confessing to murder. This happense because wheh they are interrigated, they are lied to. The accuser (AKA the police) practically brainwashes the accused "murderer" into thinking they really did it, even though they really had nothing to do with the crime. Furthermore, the police (or whoever the person is) who did the accusing had NO EVIDENCE whatsoever to prove that the person really did commit the murder. So in the end they just therew an innocent person in to jail.

One guy spent almost a year in jail until the police found the real killer.

Another man spent 16 years in jail for comitting a murder he didn't commit (he is still in jail to this day, I think). The police man who threw him in to jail was supposedly paid $100,00.00 to hide the name of the murderer who really commited the crime. The real murderer's son even said on national TV that his father (the murderer) confessed that he did murder the accused man's parents. There was also no evidence pointing toward any shadow of a doubt that the 17 year old did kill his parents. The man who killed his parents was a hit man, and shortly after the murder he faked his death and showed up in some town in California a few months later with a new look and a new ID. Kindy fishy?

I couldn't imagine myself being accused of a murder I didn't commit. I already get very angry when I'm accused of lying when I'm really telling the truth- so to be pressured in to believing that I'm a murderer? There's no words for that, I think. Just extreme anger and frustration.
The police will only listen to you if you tell them what they want to hear. And even if you do get fed up with all the intarigation and you confess, they won't bother to back up any evidence (if there even is any) to actually proove that you did kill someone. So they are going to put you in jail for just words, no proof. Lies at that.

It makes me think of The Crucible. How people were sentanced to death by only a simple, false accusation. How words meant everything, and how trust was the only way to judge. The Puritans had no proof that John Proctor, Giles, or Rebecca were witches! None! It was the greed and fear in the accuser's heart that made them point the finger.

Always point the finger. Because if you can find a scapegoat, then the blame isn't on yourself.
Your name will have no blemish. Your reputation will be squeaky clean. Your life wont be ruined. You'll have a future.

As long as you can find a way out, that's all that matters.

Bordededed!

I'm preetttttyyy bored right now.


I'm watching "It takes a thief" on discovery channel.


I play a MMORPG (Massive multi player roll playing game) on the computer. Like a bazillion people hack the world I play in, and it makes me soooo mad because it lowers my rank A LOT. so while I'm spending hours and hours of my life trying to be better than other MMORPGers, the hackers are doing it without having to sit at their PC's and actually doing it! IT TICKS ME OFF!! And Nexon isn't getting rid of them yet, but their suppose to.

I also hate the fact that like the majority of people on the game (and this is out of like over 5 million people) are really stupid. Like seriously. They flame people for the dumbest reasons. Thats why I quit the game for about 2 months.

Just the mind set of the every day person makes me sooo increadably annoyed. They are so persuasive and just down right unfair.

I hate how some dumb person of youtube called the animation of the show "Avatar the last Airbender" a "rip off of anime". Dude, it's not a rip off! It's drawn pretty darn good, and pretty darn close and perfect to anime. Infact it IS anime. Just cuz an AMERICAN studio made it doesn't mean it can't be ANIME. Jees. Infact Avatar's animation is better than some of the Japanese anime I've seen. If he wants to see rip off of anime he can go point his stupid finger at the really stupid show "Totaly Spies" and "Martain Mystery". Now those are the dumbest rip off's I've EVER seen.

So like what happened to good movies? To me it seems like all the good movies, no, correction, the GREAT movies were made in the past. Like Star Wars, Jurassic Park, The Goonies, Sand Lot, The Disney movies like Lion King... WHAT THE HECK HAPPENED TO THEM? All the new Disney movies are SOOOO DUMB. They arent as good as the old ones by a looong shot. They've gotten stupider (intellectualy) and less violent. It's not like after I watched Lion King I wanted to kill somebody by throwing them off a giant rock or something.

And the old loony tunes were so great. They had awesome plit lines that took INTELLIGENCE to understand. The plot lines werent wishy-washy like the new cartoons now adays that make my IQ drop rapidly. The new cartoons leave me with no interest. The older cartoons do. Expecially Beatlejuice, Swat Kats, even I R Baboon had a better plot line than the ones now adays. I dunno what happened.

Even the old school video games I find more fun.

Is the world gonna keep getting worse and worse when it comes to entertainment media, or is it gonna come up with anything creative and new?

Especialyl the music. Man, I use to listen to the radio EVERY DAY before 2001. After 2001 all the rap and stupid songs started up. The songs on the radio use to be fun, or uplifting. Now they are all "I'll kill you", "get in my pants you ho", or "boo hoo feel sorry for me" kinda songs.
I don't like it one bit. I don't like the fact that trying to act like you just got out of jail is a fad.
What poor soul came up with that anyway?

Happy New Year Blog

So yeah, it's the new year. Whoop-dee-dee. A new year, more stuff to go on in the world.
I think the only thing that's gonna change this year is political stuff. War stuff. I think that in 2007 there's gonna be a big change in war politics and all that jazz.

Resolutions... umm... my only resolution is to eat more vegetables. I believe that any day a person can start a resolution, not just on Jan. 1st. Seriously.

We'll this new year hasn't been any different so far. I guess it's not suppose to be. My last week in school before Christmas break sucked really bad. Not the work, really, just some teachers getting on my nurves. I actually cried in math class- and I never cry- not infront of people.

Same old stuff goes on with me. Still. I want to do something different, I just don't know what. I don't like every day being the same, mundane day lived over and over and over. I've created more things to do for myself so I don't wake up feeling like each day I have no purpose.

I'm kinda upset right now that I'm not on the blogger honor-roll just because I didn't post a blog in like half a month. 14 days. Big deal? I guess so.

My christmas gifts:

A new canopy bed set
Clothes
PJ's
lotions
perfumes
money
mints
candies
chocolate
mangas
DVD of loony toons
A dragon inscense burner
candles
lip gloss
a new rug for my room
a file (like the ones you use to file metal to break out of jail)
cake mix
a 200 year old ring made from Spain of pure gold and rubies
necklaces