Challenging Pople at Physics

Okay, I have assembled a collection of quiz questions for you, based on things that I have learnt during this half term. If enough people answer, I will assemble a leaderboard. 

No looking things up on the internet. Because that’s cheating.

A Quiz created by Sophie, Copyright Sarm

1. Fill in the blanks to complete a verse of a well known song: I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck/ With a pink carnation and a pickup truck/ But I knew I was out of luck/ The day ___ _____ ____

2. Which of these natural features is formed by erosion?  A spit, a beach, or a bay

3. How many fish do I have in my pond?

4. I took an advanced personality test. Did it say I was a) paranoid, b) clingy, c) overly emotional, or d) some, none or all of the above.  

5. Why does my internet never start working before 10 o’clock in the morning? 

6. I took an evil test. Did it say I was a) pure evil, b) gevil, or c) Barney the Dinosaur?

7. Nitrifying bacteria are found in which type of plant?

8. On the video of Mary Poppins that my Dad recorded when it was on TV at Christmas many years ago, what flavour was the heavily advertised breakfast cereal? Chocolate, banana or caramel

If anyone gets full marks, there will be a prize. 

Please do my quiz.  

When I was younger I always used to want to go to Disneyland Paris at halloween because it looked really fun and exciting and scary. I never wanted to go there at Christmas, however. I just remember walking around in Toys ‘R’ Us for ages whilst they played Last Christmas over the sound system. To this day, that song makes me think of Harry Potter Lego and Crayola notepads. 

I have never been allowed to go trick or treating, because my parents are against it.

Tomorrow is halloween, and I expect I will do nothing. This makes me sad.  

So, today my family decided that since it’s such a nice day and hey, isn’t it a shame about global warming, we should go out and “enjoy” it. So they decided that we should go to Burford. We got in the car, me in the far back, got stuck behind a cyclist and drove for over an hour to get there.

Then we went into one of those pubs that are meant to be charming but really are dark and dusty and have over one thousand mugs hanging from the ceiling. Even though we were the only people there, my dad went up to order and did that thing where you relate things back and forth like this:

Dad: One cheese and pineapple roll.

Vendeuse: On white or wholemeal?

Dad: On white or wholemeal?

Grandpa: Wholemeal.

Dad: Wholemeal.

Grandma: He said wholemeal, Lindford.

Vendeuse: Two wholemeal?

Dad: Did somebody else want wholemeal?

Mum: No, Dad wanted wholemeal.

Grandma: Yes, Dad likes wholemeal.  

Etc, etc. for 6 meals.

Then this man came in with two huge dogs and he and the strange, lurking woman did that charming ‘wow we know each other because we live in the countryside’ thing. The dogs licked everyone’s hands, which was disgusting because they were eating, and the chef came out to have a discussion about the dog man’s wife.

Then, we were looking out of the window and a cycling race came past. The cyclists decided that they wanted to have a meal, and so came in and cramped the whole place up and talked about cycling and stroked the dogs. And then the food came and about twenty people advised me to cut my roll in two to stop the tuna mayo from falling out.

Why is my family even allowed to eat out in public?

So, I went out for a meal with my family yesterday and got into a big argument with my ma and pa (oh, which was Abbi and James’ fault, by the way). We were there and I was shouting at my mum when the waitress came and decided to give us some advice. Apparently, I should know that it’s not easy to be a parent, and that they’re still people too. And she gave my parents a look, but didn’t say anything because, I guess, they decide how big a tip to leave. But she was actually quite nice and very funny.

Still not happy with my parents though.

Now my grandparents are here, which is cool. Except, inevitably, everyone is talking about people they know who have died or had a stroke or aren’t allowed to drive anymore and so can’t get to Sainsburys.

But I have finished my geography! So yay!

Sophie 

Went to the dentist. He said I have been a good girl, and everything was fine. However, I did not get a sticker.

These people make me sick.

So…today.

 Well, I spent most of the morning working on my geography coursework. I am determined to knock the exam board’s socks off, so that’s taking aaaaages. But was fun, because I got to do fonty things avec mon pere.

Went shopping avec amis after lunch. We kept running into loads of people from school, I think we’ve taken over town. And a creepy guy talked to Xinmei about phone plans. She said I’m being mean, but he was really weird.

Um…went to D of E this evening, made smoothies (hence the fruity fingers).

 I can’t really think straight at the moment because I have some sort of golf reality tv show on about 1m from my face. The woman is “totally pissed off” because she missed a putt. The other women are quite happy about it. This is revolutionary television viewing.

Now they are having a competition. If you hit the car with the golf ball, you win the car. I’m going to bed.

 Night, night,

Sophie

Now, I’m not usually a person who remembers their dreams in the morning. About once a fortnight I do, but usually I just wake up feeling like I’ve kind of been thinking. But I woke up this morning and could remember 4 dreams, so I’ll fill you in. If there’s stuff I don’t want you to know (names, etc.), then I’ll —— it out.

1. I was walking through a park with some pretty trees. There was a small girl, who I talked to. Then, I went into this big hall, and there was a meeting of people discussing how white people were all evil. And I said “no, they’re not” and then I got beaten up by some two year olds.

2. I was feeling ill, and I spoke to my mum, and she said “You’ve got ——- and ——- and a ———” and I was really upset. Then we went to the doctor, and he said he was going to give me that treatment where they shoot the really low noises at your body.

3. I was at school, and because it was winter, the daylight hours were really short so I was walking around in the dark. Then I turned around a corner and it was light and warm and summery, so I went to find my friends to tell them, but as I walked across the field, —— kicked a football at my head and I fell on the floor. So I went to reception, only it was no longer reception but some sort of counselling room. So I talked to the receptionist, and she sent me to the doctor, and he said he was going to give me that treatment where they shoot the really low noises at your body.

4. I got back from school late, and it was the prom that evening, and Rosie was there trying on dresses, because we didn’t have dresses yet and it started in half an hour. So I decided I’d wear that dress that I made in year 9, only it had turned into that dress that Rosie wore on Valentine’s Day at Becky’s. And then my hair was sticking out everywhere, but Xinmei wouldn’t help me fix it because she was doing her make up. And then we went to the prom in some kind of bright blue 4×4.

And I miss being younger, because I could wear lilac velvet trousers and a lime green velvet t-shirt and feel cool.

I always used to read teenagery books, and they sorted their lives out in the end, and I used to think, well, I’ve got time to sort stuff out because I’m not 13/14/15/16 yet. Only, soon I will be 16, and the books in which people are 17 and older they never really sort things out, it’s just all “meh.”

They’ve rearranged all the sections in Borders. Which is annoying, because the children’s books are on the other side of the teenagers books stand. How am I meant to concentrate when there are people squealing behind me? Also, I have perfected my route for just walking around, browsing and feeling happy and bookish. Now, I’ll have to make a new one. I think I possibly spend like an hour a week just browsing in there, which sounds like a phenomenal waste of time, but I love it because I like to go at 9 in the evening or whatever when it’s all empty and the music is nice.

La la la,

Sophie

Look, it’s a baby Ewok! It’s just so cute.

Please let me have one. I’ll be good forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever…

I also want:

- lightsaber

- zoomy thing

- jedi cloak

But do not want:

- Jabba the Hut

- evil father with plastic mask glued on face

- voice of dead mentor in my head

So far this morning, I have answered the following question: 

When presenting information about recent changes in health and safety legislation to Wacky World’s staff, which methods would be effective? Consider electronic, paper and oral methods of data presentation.(6)

Which makes me wonder why I even bothered to get out of bed. 

I will now continue to investigate the effect of concentration on the rate of reaction between sodium thiosulphate and hydrochloric acid. Even though I already have marks for the three sections that I have left to do.

After this, I will memorise some random things I wrote about my family in French, and following that I will colour in some pictures to demonstrate erosion, transportation and deposition.

And they say that school days are the happiest of your life.

Look at this screen for hours, I do.  Strain my eyes, I will. Square eyes I will have. Mm?

Much as my perusal of the works of Jane Austen gives me great pleasure, there are three criticisms I have of the books.

1. She puts exclamation marks in the middle of sentences! which I find very irritating because you end up with a situation when you just don’t know where a sentence starts and ends.

2. We never find out where anyone is. For example, everyone lives in ——-town in ——-shire. When I read this, the voice in my head gets very confused and ends up saying something like eumphshire.

3. She puts “s”s after apostrophes where they shouldn’t be. For instance, she would write James’s. Grrrrrrr!

 However, despite this I am managing to read more than one chapter a night, so ha ha Rosie.

 Please pass on my kind regards to your friends in ——shire,

Sophie