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... and fuck you. Look, you can't expect regular updates when I've got so much coursework on. I'm in the last two months of teaching practice now, the verdict is close and I genuinely haven't done anywhere near the amount of work I should've, so forgive the test-card and the feedback and the echo where an update should be, but you don't get called "sir" for nothing and I've got work to do, mo-FO. A quick update, though- year eight lessons have been lots of crazy fun this week as we're studying the holocaust. Cue Mr. Lewis, in character as a PERSECUTED JEW CALLED KARL, spending an hour at a time chatting about how I'd seen my wife shot before my eyes, how I had to work at gunpoint and how, despite the teachings of my father the Rabbi, I still hated the Germans with all my soul for the suffering they put me through. Fucking hilarious. Trying to keep a straight face while telling a room full of kids about how I weed over my best friend while we were in capitivity.... almost too much to bear. Other lessons are going basically okay, I just can't believe how quickly things are speeding by. I'm going back to Aberystwyth this weekend to have a few hours of solitude so I can hammer at my keyboard without fear of distraction, from myself or others. Now though, it's time for Marko's one-word film reviews, and this week it's The Ring 2. Here goes...*ahem*..... RUBBISH. I'm serious, it really was dull. Memo to Hollywood- WATER IS NOT SCARY, YOU FUCKS. BLOOD is scary. ZOMBIES are scary. AN ALIEN ORGANISM THAT PERFECTLY COPIES WHATEVER IT TOUCHES WHILE KILLING THE ORIGINAL TO AVOID DETECTION, that shit is scary. Some damp mouldy lass from out of the telly who makes your bath run crooked? Ce n'est pas effrayant! In short- fuck The Ring 2. Fuck Samara. Fuck cash-in remakes of quality J-horror! Long live Sadako! As you were, you fucks.