No More PUNS!

I have had it up to about here (just imagine me standing on top of the Eureka Skydeck with my hand level with my head) with puns. Small puns, big puns, good puns, bad puns I have just had enough of them! The occasional ones are alright but seriously, I have heard enough of these in the last few weeks to warrant my not-so-sudden dislike of them. Most of the time they either make no sense or are so hurriedly put together that the humour is lost in the stupidity.

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The worst part is when you think you can get away from the people who make them you find other sources which you can not stop. You never notice how much people around you use puns until you are sick of them. I am seriously starting to consider the possibility that it was the puns that caused my sickness over the past few days. Have you ever noticed how much the news sites and television shows love their puns. You just watch as the anchors have their little chortle after saying something completely 'hilarious'. Then you change to something lighthearted on another channel and again you are assaulted by insulting plays on words. I was relieved once when I watched Come Fly With Me. It is (well, was) a comedy show from the people who made Little Britain and there was one character who always said "If you'll pardon the pun" when he thought he had made one when, really, he had not. It was just so relieving to finally have someone who was not making a pun, even if they thought they were. This post is starting to sound really weird so I think it is as good a place as any to stop it.

Think twice before making a pun, see you tomorrow!

Tests and End of Term

So, yeah, today I had two tests, what a fun way to end the term! So we started off in Period 1 with a Maths Methods SAC on Matrices which was really easy...

So yeah, that was great (except for the fact I was stressing out thinking it was going to be hard). So then I go into the Maths test at the end of the day thinking it would be easier because of course you would think a VCE SAC would be harder than a Year 10 Maths Test but no, the Year 10 Maths test was way harder... many people are sure they failed (I'm certain I didn't but I know I didn't get 100% because I didn't get to answer all the questions) and so when the teacher said "5 minutes left" I was like this:

But I feel better knowing that hardly anyone in all the classes that did the test finished. Plus I finished by getting back our Maths Assignment which I got 100% on and I felt like:

Then we had end of term assembly which was basically just the principal making a "30 second" speech that ends up going for 5 minutes. Then some other stuff was said and a video montage of photos from the Athletics Carnival was shown. Then it was time to go and everyone just got up and stormed for the door as soon as the teacher said Year 10s exit from top exit and Year 9s exit from the bottom floor. She hadn't even finished saying it and the auditorium was half empty. The worst part was that I was near the front of the crowd and trying to get downstairs in a crowd pushing you is a nightmare and I tripped twice (luckily no one noticed!) but I finally managed to get to my locker, get my bags and head home. Now I felt like this:

So yeah. On unrelated news: I am now addicted to Dr Who. Also, getting up early tomorrow (on the first day of school holidays, grrr!) to be at the fire station (yeah I'm a CFA member [firefighter]) by 7am for the Good Friday Appeal. So if you live in Victoria, Australia and someone knocks on your door asking for donations to the Good Friday Appeal please donate generously. Though if they don't have a Good Friday Appeal Tin lock the door and call the Police. So yeah, there's nothing I'd rather do on my first day of holidays than knock on strangers' doors asking for money.

May the odds be ever in your favour, see you tomorrow!