Exorcising my house of the HSC menace.
In order to do this, I'm going to shape my HSC books and notes into the form of a human body, using paper-mache or vast amounts of woodglue. I will then put it in a sack, or perhaps a garbage bag. Shortly after this, I will take a shovel, go to some insidiously suspicious location at precisely 11pm and bury this bag in its entirety, to the stares of horrified pedestrians.
Only then, will my dark work be completed.
After this I'll party like a maniac and will undoubtedly wake up on the beach, face down in the sand with jellyfish stuck to my feet and a mysterious new tattoo.