Game Review - Jennifer Government: NationStates

People claim that I am a hard worker, but the truth is, if you work hard, there is more time to do fun stuff, such as playing games online. But, let me go on topic, and discuss my first ever game review.

Jennifer Government: NationStates has been online since November 2002 and once you step on it, it is very easy to get hooked onto it. Really, it is. How you create a nation, and then join a region, and the World Assembly. It is so fun and you even get to be involved in regional politics. However, there is the raiding and defending game in the regions, so if you are in the WA, and leading the region, it is hard to understand but once you do, it is fun.

What did you say, any rules? Yes, there are plenty, and even more on the forums. So, to show the basics, here we go.

 - no pornography (for those under the age of majority)
 - no swastikas
 - don't post any illegal content, spam, malicious, defamatory, and do not post any threats

However, the majority of the activity of NationStates takes place on the forum, which there are many sections, Roleplaying, Gameplay, General, and the World Assembly. As well, there is a place to report troublemakers (Moderation) and a section to report technical problems or suggest new gameplay ideas (Technical). So, if you want to be a good member, read the stickies, and follow the advice of them.

With that, I conclude this review. I suggest anyone who is curious in politics or is tired of Canadian politics to play it and maybe you can find your favorite ideology. Rating: 5 out of 5 stars (5 being the best).

Irony about this Blog.

The irony about this blog is despite my intent to keep it as a class project, there are viewers as far east as Russia, and as far south as the USA, and a few views from Spain and Germany. Over 266 viewers in total as of today have been viewing this blog. So, good job folks! What is next on this blog?

The Rant.

Sorry I have not been posting in a while, it is just that I wanted my teacher to mark my assignments. Life is doing well, and politics is coming through. But, why are students not following the rules? Why do they ignore assignments? The answer is ridiculous. It is because they do not like homework and believing that they can get away with puberty, they ignore homework. The other classmates may have parents who let them get away with anything which in my humble opinion, could lead to an increase on crime. So, if you do your schoolwork/homework, you get a better job, life and a good chance in following university. Or you can go Mr. Johnston's way, and struggle to do work in University. The choice is yours.

Describing a Character - Vladimir

Vladimir is in Grade 7. His appearance is grey hair, with some bald patches here and there. He has enough wrinkles to cover Hawaii on his face, ocean-blue eyes, a tall posture and a wide body mass. In fact, his long legs as thin as a can of soda, while in contrast, his arms are as strong as stone and really wide as a lead pipe, with him being 6 feet and 13 inches tall. His legs wobble while he moves, sometimes making him clumsy, and he likes to sport outdated Soviet Military uniforms, from the late 1980’s. His face was oval, with his lips being full. His hair color was auburn but nowadays is grey, with his clothes falling apart, with some holes in a few places in his uniforms. His beard was on his face, hanging up to his shoulders. His own hair has some highlights, to try and cover his grey hair, which, like his former hair color, is auburn, only for it to fall through every time, by the hair turning grey, and keeps trying to cover up. Vladimir’s hair is cropped, having a haircut every 6 weeks, to keep it neat and cropped. His own skin is fair, and has some brown spots on his skin due to his age.

Now, that his grotesque looks are described thoroughly with salt, now is the time to describe his own quaint, but at the same time, a very unique personality, which only members of high-intelligence clubs will understand. He will work hard on school subjects, so he will hopefully not worry about homework. If Vladimir does have homework, he promptly does the homework, with a smile on his face, with little to no help whatsoever. He is extremely quiet in social situations because he doesn’t trust anybody his age except his friends. However, he prefer communism over many other ideologies, including but not limited to Fascism and Capitalism, because communism actually works. He has the powerful ability to start debates between communism and capitalism and he enjoys young children. He gets really furious when people annoy him, and could go from being nice and generous to furious and bent on destruction in a second of anything that made him mad, even a garden.

However, Vladimir is very generous to people and that is about how it is about himself. However, he is very brainy, busy on working to achieve success for future generations to come and is very reliable in doing errands for people, no matter how they are, and wants to see order in classrooms, and prefers his brainy companions over the rest of his peers. However, he has a nickname for himself, Brainy Soviet, due to his love of communism and his very high IQ, which makes him part of a high-intelligence group in his school, called the “Geek Squad,” which helps in studying for tests, exams and even assignments. He wishes for total world peace, or at least a world without nukes. He hopes that his story is an example of how he could do and that he will never give up in his very struggle for perfection of himself and for everyone else through his own ways, no matter what happens to him in the future, even if he is a mystery.

The End!

The New Look - Cranked Up to Eleven

Despite my disclaimer that I will filter communism, it is time to crank it up to 11. From December 26th, 2010 until Jan. 1, I am changing the blog dramatically.

Changes to the Blog

New weekly posts regarding a history of communism
Removal of the Design Page, now that it is redundant
New background
New Template
Blogger Logos no more on the page (on the actual page)
New motto
Welcome mat moved and changed
Time changed
Name change to "Odin - The Blog that is Communist,"
More to come...

Until then,

Welcome to December!

The 12th gate has opened of 2010, December, yesterday at 12:00:00 am, CST. December is the month where Christmas is at, New Year's Eve is at, and many more holidays. With 2011 coming soon, putting the finishing touches, we wish you happy holidays! Assignments have been done, and as such, we are doing our best! And as such, here is a humorous tombstone I made the other day.

RIP 2010

January 1st, 2010 to December 31, 2010

We wish 2010 luck in concluding itself, yet, below this post is my descriptive writing. Comment, my friends!



The Abandoned Harbor

 

By Odin Callahan Swidzinski



Edited By: Cody Kieze, Joelyne Swidzinski, Trevor Green and Shaylon Mooswa

Many years ago, a harbor had been filled with people. Boats came to the thriving fish market. As I fished, I knew the history that were on the bottom of these rocks. As the rocks skipped through the never-ending ocean, they disappeared near the horizon.  Around the old run-down houses the only sounds were the waves and as the chirping seagulls.

I remember when my friends and I vacationed here. We could smell smoke, and taste the sea air as it turns. Once, I heard chatting, shouting, yelling and coughing.  I also heard sneezing and snoring. Now, all I hear is the pounding waves, and the gulls chirping as they dived into the sea, coming out with their prey. The harbor remains silent, no boats coming in or out. The wood of the scrawny houses were shabby and falling apart.

With the puny village barely having any lights, I could see stars, which are as motionless as the abandoned houses. The lack of traffic on the roads surprises me, making the once attractive town feel ugly and unusual. I touch the broken windows, once shiny and clean and peered into what seems to be a disaster with furniture scattered all over the place. I heard a clash of a plate falling onto the floor, looking tattered after years of abandonment. I looked down, my mouth getting as dry as a sack of sand.

I stared at the colossal cliffs, knowing this town came to be thanks to the cliffs. The huge boulders stared at me as if I was their only company. I waved to the cliffs, and then went to a canoe, now overturned and wrecked. I found a rotten fish on top, smelling like as if it had been left there for quite some time. Being hungry, hoping not to collapse into the raging waters, I finally had the fish. I tasted the fish, took it, and tossed it into the water and disposed of the remaining carcass into the sea.

Seeing foliage growing on the pavement, I knew that town was inactive for a really long time. I trudged to my house, the only remaining house that was still livable, and opened the creaky door. I sat down on the couch and smiled. I took a breath and stared outside. “I grew up there and I will die there,” I thought to myself. I knew it was over, slouched on my couch, and laid myself to rest. I closed my eyes, with the knowledge that I was the last one in a once-active harbor that has vanished from the map, but I had to stay. I had to tell that this town lives on forever.

After waking up, I went out and lay down on the broken, abandoned pavement, staring at the night sky, and seeing a lot of stars. I wandered through the village. When I peeked inside a collapsed house, and I saw a shattered TV, a couch with a piece of wood on top of it and a broken fridge, with rotten and expired food. I gagged at the sight of the fridge and dashed to the docks.

Next to the docks, there was a large public square that once a fish market. Soon I saw a box and opened it. I saw a stash of fishing rods and worms, and after releasing one I noticed it was alive. I took a fishing rod and a worm, went to the edge of the docks, and released the rod, fishing for something, any fish. My rod suddenly got heavy and bent, intent on collapse. I tried to reel in the catch, and after 25 minutes, I got it, an old rotten canoe. As I tried to weigh it, the canoe fell apart into a million pieces as if it were made of dust. I was disappointed and tossed the pieces of canoe, one by one, into the raging waters.

Then, as I touched the rocks, bumpy and rough, I decided to climb the cliffs. I began the deathly ascent to the highest point. As I climbed, I realized it was impossible and I felt like it was an hour before I could go even a metre higher. I trudged my way up. After several hours, I was about 75 metres above the harbour. Then I decided to return back, and descended, which was faster than ascending, taking me only 15 minutes, and then I chose to fish at a different spot.

As soon as I released the rod, it began to reel, and it took me an hour before I pulled in the fish. It was a dead Great White Shark, so I decided to walk on the harbor. Regardless of the risk of getting trapped by whatever lays beneath, I realized when I walked that many have dumped things there over the years.  It caused many to leave the town since they cannot sustain their industry. Many boats have sunk due to the traps and I quickly ran, but I got stuck and struggled to get out.

By the following night, I freed myself, walked slowly to shore and arrived at my house, when I smelled some smoke. “Fire,” I thought and I went out, but it was just an abandoned cooking fire. After fetching some polluted water from the sea, I poured it onto the smoke, and then tossed the pollutants into the sea. I then nibbled on the carcass of what was once a leg of a turkey, now a bone. After that, I left the bone and laid down, staring at the night sky, knowing that the sea air will live on forever in this town, but if I die, I will lay in a form of stinky carcass, waiting for anyone to bury me properly, provided my body is still there. And that is the end of this piece of the literature by Odin Swidzinski.

So, thank you peer editers, for helping me and thank you, my parents! Comment on it, and to everyone who reads it, good luck! =)

Words of Wisdom.

When did I start that blog. Ah, that's right, a month ago. Today's words of wisdom, work more to earn more, then you can spend please your parents more. Besides, it is very zen.

3 Way Conferences divided by 5 = 0.6

Ah yes, this is my 7th year in a row having to do these Three Way Conferences. They rock, so far, but is harder than it looks. Report cards, PPP's, issues, ah, those were ARE the days. Okay, none of my marks were beginning to meet or not meeting (okay, perhaps one was, but that's a different story), but only time will tell if I have the highest mark in class, but there is a 50% chance I would. Maybe 25%, but I feel if you fool around, marks drop severely. If you focus on class, marks get higher and as well, you will not have homework, so here is an equation about them.

Subject matter + fooling around = low marks.

Respectively,

Subject matter - fooling around = high marks.

When you take away the fooling around, marks get higher but if you place it, marks get lower, which BEGS the question, why would anyone risk the carbs (losing marks).

Likewise,

Subject matter x Fooling Around = low marks
Subject matter / Fooling Around = high marks

So, when you think about it, higher marks are good, since if you divide fooling around from the subject matter, it is like subtraction, higher marks but if you multiply and/or add them, low marks happen, and to conclude this message, which seems better to you, students? Low marks and fooling around, so you would work at a McJob? Or high marks and a great education for a highly structured job. Please, no offense everyone, it is just that education is so important, because without it, you would be at a McJob, or even worse, poverty. And the same question of low marks or higher marks does apply in this following form.

Oxford? Or some diploma mill.

Until then, have a nice day.

The Park that Ate Everything

Yesterday, I was on a trip to Prarieland Park, and with the class, it was good. Since not much time right now, here are the highlights.

Don't Text and Drive - It is obvious but the video scared the CENSORED out of me.
Sports - Got myself into the finals in the Mini-Golf but lost.
Drag Racing - Who needs to do so. I have no plans to do so, not even the illegal type.
Canola Car - If you buy drugs, you cannot buy a cellphone
Siezed Objects - Be careful because if there is a knife with black tape at the end and perhaps charred, you should stop hanging there.
The Police Dog - He rocks in skills.
Helmets - Really? I know how to wear a helmet.
Seat Belts - See above, but substitute helmet with seat belt.
Special Ops Ambulance - Larger than your common ambulance for those major crashes
Info part and such - You get to see info about drugs, and even have an activity of walking while impared and while not.

However, we were the last school to leave. Thank you Saskatoon Transit for making me lose my lunch (metaphorically, of course).

Otherwise, it rocks!

Proud to Be Canadian Assignment

This is an assignment we did for LA, and as such, to see it, click here. Sorry for the double post today but have a great day!

2010's Funeral Preparations

Since 2011 is coming soon, around the corner, we get to prepare for the last hurrah of 2010, but we need to get ready for 2010's funeral on Jan. 1, 2011. It is a joke, but still, happy November! Remembrance Day is coming and so is some private events. Have a nice November!

Ho Ho Ho! Merry Halloween!

Halloween is coming and nothing much really. As much as I enjoy this blog, I hope to start another blog. Now, for today's words of wisdom.

"The best ever ideology shall be one that is the most perfect," a common worker.

Have a nice day!

-Odin

Afternoon

Subscribed to some blogs. Except for some homework, nothing much. Here are today's words of wisdom.

"From each according to his ability to each according to his need," Aesop.

See you tomorrow! :)

P.S. Blogs rule!