The Weekend

One more week to holidays! Excited about sleeping in.

So how have you guys been? Earlier today, Chloe informed me that the June holidays MIGHT extend for one more week. because of swine flu. And I got a little irritated. I think everybody knows that Melbourne has the highest rate of swine flu (as in the highest rate of swine flu being transmitted from an infected person to the next). And we still only have 2 weeks of holiday, AND still have to go to school.

"Maybe the reason why we have the highest rate of swine flu is because... schools aren't closed down yet". (Hintity hint hint).

Anyway, I was browsing through the school intranet and found that we HAD to do an assignment, which I thought didn't need to be done. Crap! So I have more homework during the weekend. Basically the homework is to write an alliteration poem on anything (half a page long), and it has to make sense. This particular assignment was inspired by a speech (made by the protagonist, "V") in a movie that we watched a few weeks ago called "V for Vendetta". The speech contains many words starting with the letter 'V', thus being an alliteration poem.


The speech:
Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant and vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition! The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me "V".

HOW COOL IS THAT?! Don't worry, I didn't know half the words in there as well.

So that's what I have to do for the assignment. Sigh.

What I got so far is: The woman wept woefully as the willows whispered. Her wish, wafted away like the winter wind. "When is the war going to end?" she wondered. Weeks went and the woman waited... and waited .

Doesn't make sense but still it sounds pro.