Holiday Homework

After what feels like 1200 weeks in a hellish, federal prison like school, you finally have completed your examinations and it is time for the holidays. All students enjoy it; time to play games, have fun with friends and family.

But the demonic teachers say no. They want you to so-called meaningfully spend your holidays, so they obviously give a ton of this modern torture called homework.

There can be many types, but most come in essay, or Algebra form. It is most commonly used by teachers to make students spend less time on their electronics, but most overlook the side effects.

Side effects are:
Stress
Fatigue
(Severe cases) Depression

Also, most of the time, this is done on the last day of holiday at 2.15 am in the morning, or not done at all. If a student does the latter, the teacher will likely collect it. If the students all do the work, the teacher likely would not.

Student 1: Hey, student 2? Why are you literally online at 3 am?
Student 2: Doing holiday homework.

Student 1: Ah, same.
The next day
Teacher: alright I’m not collecting the homework today

The students:
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

holiday homework

Homework assigned over the holidays i.e the worst kind of homework that any teacher could give.

Biology Teacher: You have to do a cell poster, do this prac and a chapter test for holiday homework.
English Teacher: You have to write 700-800 words on this creative writing task.
French Teacher: You have to write a paragraph about your family and do 11 pages of your grammar book.
Me: Oh dear god please help me!
Me: *procrastinates*
Me: *has to do it at the last minute* FUUUUUUUUU

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Holiday Homeworks

Holiday Homeworks
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This name was chosen because "Medieval Instruments Of Torture" was too long.
After another fucking year of torture, stress, worries and teachers who alert students to tests only the day before and then complain about grades (more commonly called school) you can't wait to get away from that mass of troubles you've been forced to spend your days with. You already think about the sea, the beach, friends, those fucking hot guys with costumes from which you can see their dick and abs more perfect than Lady Gaga, but then THEY come into play.

Teachers think it's a simple way to keep fit and help us not forget our fucking home address, but that shit will only help us think about other possible methods of committing suicide.

X: Hey dude what are u doing with that knife?
Y: Oh, itz true, your teacher hasn't told you about them yet
X: W-w-wait.... Are u talking about.... THEM?
Y: Yes dude... The H-Holiday Homeworks...

X: Do you mind if I borrow the knife when you're done?