homework homework homework LOKE and more homework.
are holidays really holidays, or did teachers make them to give us false hopes and in turn fling at us more test papers and revision notes?
they never give us a chance to rest, driving us like slaves and burying us in a ton of assessment sheets.
even if the homework is totally of no use in our daily lives.
as jonan quotes, " why do i have to learn algebra? its not like im gona use algebra, algepanties or alg-strings at work."
humorous but fully true.
recently, we have been given a booklet to write 500 words from some porn videos that each of us had received in our thumbdrives and to explain and cum up with a sentance for each and every phrase by Loke.
lol ok sorry from BBC's website.
my greatest innermost condolences to those who have failed english, have fun with the 750 words.
well, what could be more educational than choking us with this vast piece of nonsensical meaning?
except that it doesn't really help us in our homes, work, elections or brothels.
take this scene for example.
Whore:" Oh, you're being too rough!"
Student:"Aaaah, i haven't felt this great in so long!"
(makes relaxing and at the same time disturbing noises)
Whore:" how do you like me now?!"
Student:"pretty much, considering the suspense and anxiety created when your face is silhouetted in the darkness."
(immediately the previously continuous squelching sounds stops)
Whore:" what was that?"
Student:"oh nothing. just something i have learnt from my previous english class. well, as you can see, when you are hiding your face in the dark while giving me satisfaction, this heightens the scene's tension as there is a tinge of doubt and unknowingness in the background. at the same time, the foreground should also be submerged in shadows to give a greater impact on the eg reader/watcher/editor/sex addicts. also, words of a certain calibre must be used to eliminate
any feelings of unkemptness on the bed. to be able to achieve this kind of echelon, constant support must be ushered towards this area, and have i told you about..."
(door slams open and cries can be heard echoing along the corridor)
The Next Day
(student charges into staff room)
Student:" TEACHER! COME OUT!"
(a loud groaning sound emits from a table)
Teacher:" Yes, what the hell do you want?"
Student:" you told me that the phrases that i learnt during the holidays would make me cool and sexy!"
Teacher:" Indeed it does."
Student:" Then WHY DID THOSE PHRASES MAKE ME LOSE MY FIRST ONE NIGHT STAND?"
Teacher:" because it only sounds cool when i use it. and sexy when i am totally nude."
( cricket chirping in the background)
Student:" ok forget it. now you owe me another prostitute."
Teacher:" aaah, now thats an area where my help is most welcome."
Student:" really teacher? then where are we going tonight for some good old clean fun?"
Teacher:"my house. dont worry, im pure."
(Student stabs himself in the heart)
well, Praise the Lord for extra hell added into the lake of fire.
signing off, Quattad.
