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Light the tampon fuse

 

Periods are a bother, and I can't come up with a single reason why women could like them. That is, except blaming their own shitty attitudes on them. But ladies. Let's get real for a second. Blaming your period on your hasty, rude manner is not only offensive to those around you, but also disrespectful to your own body. Chances are, there have been times when you have used your period as an excuse - when you were not really on it but wanted to get out of a tricky situation. Stop it.
Being on your period does not give you an excuse to treat everyone around you like garbage. Yes, I know it hurts, and yes, I know the hormone levels are unstable, but please keep yourself in check! If you say something you didn't mean to say, just apologize and move on. Your period isn't responsible for the hurt feelings and death glares directed toward you - you are.
Your body works hard to keep you healthy, and all you give back to it is hatred and criticism. Bombarding it every waking hour of the day with thoughts of "not good enough" will not only exhaust your body but also weaken your mind. On top of that, every month the body receives a bonus helping of ill-wishes. It's only doing what it is supposed to do - being irritated at it is just as ridiculous as being irritated at the planets rotating around the Sun.

Bring it.

Opinion: Never Let Me Go

I found this to be a difficult novel to form a definite opinion on. Before reading it, I thought I would have liked it more than I really did. I picked it out from all the other library books because the author was Japanese; and I decided to read it because Time had declared it "The best novel of the decade." Unfortunately, I do not give it the same praise.
The book did not have a synopsis anywhere on it, so I decided to go ahead and read it blindly - I will not be making that mistake again. Not only did I have no idea what the author was trying to focus on at any given point, I also didn't understand some crucial elements, and missed many important hints altogether. As I read, vague ideas formed themselves in my head, but I only pieced together the message in the last two chapters.
After reading some reviews, there is a clear split down the middle - half the readers loved the book and the other half hated it. Due to this, I feel a sort of guilt that I thought it was mediocre (like I had missed something that would have landed me on either side of the line instead of dead-centre). Many reviewers said the story was beautiful; I hope to find this beauty in the movie.
I cannot praise the author on his writing ability, but he deserves recognition for raising moral and ethical questions about human cloning. Were it written better, with some of the explanations done at the beginning rather than at the end, the novel would have received a more positive response from me. The idea itself is thought-provoking and very, very real; but, it is a shame such an extraordinary story lacked minor details that would have made a significant difference.