High School News VII

Rated 12+ for its sexual references

I'm finally getting back to work, and here is the first sign of normalcy.
  Looks like I'm doing handjobs again..
Damn you, subconscious!

This entry is part of the 
One Year Anniversary celebration
of the Eddie Sigala Foundation

Scott Houston Eduardo Martinez Rodriguez Sigala

This entry is part of the 
One Year Anniversary celebration
of the Eddie Sigala Foundation

I always joke about my school's pregnancy rate. Last year (and at the beginning of this last one), I noticed a few girls walking around with these large bellies protruding from their small frames. Seriously. These girls, who aren't any taller than 5'2 and weigh no more than 115 lbs. are having babies and their bodies can barely handle it. But I digress...

In March, we began to learn about child abuse. And then development. And then babies. That section began with the birth process (poor Janice!) and then taking care of the baby. Then came buying the items necessary. We we're given a list and we needed to find out the prices for the items. I didn't finish my list, but 3/4 of the way down, my total was $1435. As I told my development teacher, "This is good birth control for everyone."

Going Under the Knife

This post is rated 16+ with MT and O for mature themes

and for images that may disturb or disgust some readers.

READER DISCRETION ADVISED

Last week, as part in our journey to become doctors, we began a three-day dissection of a fetal pig. Fetal pigs are product produced by the slaughterhouses when they kill pregnant sows (female pigs), and their either sold to schools (for medical study) or discarded. Fetal pigs are used in dissections because of their similarities to humans, being a mammal, and for the fact that they are so well developed at the time of death.

Now, you might say that this cruel, but in order to learn more about ourselves, something has to give. As someone put, "Would you want a doctor that hasn't practiced first?" I say "no." It's in this way, although disturbing to some, that we learn not only about our bodies, but how it's able to function as an organic being.

Due to the terms of Google's Picasa service, I can only upload a the least explicit photographs.

Once again, what follows are some photographs that might disturb or disgust some readers.

The Looks

Something I always try to do secretly is look at others. Not in a "Hey, they're naked!" sort of way... well, probably in that way, although the person isn't naked (sometimes). As I mentioned in a TA post on Tuesday, the upperclassmen are rounded into the school's coliseum while the underclassmen do state-mandated testing.

What Do I Need...? Three

While rushing to have lunch Monday, I was looking at the MadLibs-esque things printed on the back of the milk cartons. Let's just say some can be not so clean as the printer intended.
Try filling them in yourself and see what you discover.

The Birthday Card

Looks like a birthday card for the birthday boy.

Some Late Night Television

Rated 14+ suggestive themes

I love how nasty late-night television can get (at least with over-the-air television). As in most countries, the U.S. has a watershed, where programmes with mature or indecent content can be broadcast. Of course, you can never broadcast obscene things, as that would be illegal. But if your blur it and beep it, then it's a-OKAY in the FCC's book. 

Why Do I Need...?, Two

I went to a warehouse store late afternoon yesterday to buy some fundraising items for an organization I'm in at school. While I was there, in the meat section, I saw these huge ground beef logs that the store sold. They've must have been at least 20 lbs and cost $25!

I'm going there again.

Why Do I Need...?

This is going to be one of the those sporadic features here. If the picture deserves it, then I'll post it!

For now, here's a photo I took of a cucumber at a supermarket.

You already know where I'm going with this.

Another Ratings Change

Rated E with L for language

If you pay attention to my blog, even the most minimal amount, you'll sometimes notices red boxes with the 14+, 16+, or 18+. These point out the ages I think that are appropriate for that article.

For example, I rated Meet Pricasso 18+ due to the fact that it contains a video report about a man who paints-- with his penis. In the nude. The video shows shots of his junk, and that pretty much sealed the deal for me to give it an 18+ rating.