Fasten your seatbelts, folks. Tonight's blog will take you on a great and powerful journey! A journey unlike any school excursions, as this ride does not require you to pay $10 dollars to ride the bus! Instead, you can read it for free and use that money to buy Yu-Gi-Oh cards or something.
Well it's the second week of term two at Wantirna, and things are getting pretty heated! For those of you who have not yet seen Mr. Lewis lately, he has become alot more energetic lately (reaching walking speeds of 100km/hr rather than the usual 80), and while I was standing far away, I could have sworn his head rotated 360 degrees when he was telling off a group of side-fringed year 7's! While the reason behind his energy remains a mystery, I believe I have figured out why this has happened...
"The Diagnosis"
Yes indeed, Wantirna-Watchers! Wantirna's school production is just around the corner, with many students ditching their masculine controlling father and basketball teams to join! This year I believe the title of the show is "Da Vinci Decoded", written by the college's drama teachers. My standards this year are quite high, and if there isn't a scene starring Mr. Cross or a hostile reference to St. Kevins College, I may just file an application to exit the college. Nonetheless, I anticipate that greatly!
My main discussion today however, is about a little year 12 event that happened on Tuesday. A couple of weeks ago, Ms Sgroi handed us a form, telling us it was vital to hand in on time. Nobody did of course - It's school tradition! But the forms were for a two hour excursion to Swinburne University, where we had discussions with University students about repetitive things. While it was great not to see Bob Hillman there making pregnant joke after pregnant joke, it makes me wonder why the college would send us away for two hours!
My first thoughts were that the school led us out so that the year 11's could graze peacefully at lunchtime, but after noticing the uncanny resemblance between Mr Foster and Colonel Sanders the other day, the whole situation became apparent...
The College led the year 12's out of the grounds so that they could transport KFC's secret recipe to a new location! Since year 7 I have heard rumours that the handwritten note was hidden in a vault under the ECA centre. Now that production is coming, Colonel Foster's finger-lickin' good recipe needed to be moved. What is on the minds of many students however, is where was it moved to? Now that is a Question!
Till next week!
Sam
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