I'm actually attempting to start my first of four assements, in the holidays. This doesn't seem natural, HOLIDAYS, spent inside doing assessments. I shouldn't complain, i've had some fucking brilliant times in the past week or so. But I can just see this vivid image, of my teachers planning to give the class assessments over the holidays and laughing their heads off as they rub their hands together gleefully. Teachers are just a lower form of serial killer, slowly killing people off one by one, mentally in this case, physically too... I recall almost overdosing on caffeine and getting through a week on only six hours sleep. Here's some advice for the slave workers we have to deal with: get drunk, go chuck your work/assessment ideas in the bin and have a lotttt of sex. That should fix everything. Please try it. I want a holiday.