fandomhigh | Keeping Your Wits About You... [Monday 2nd Period 10-11] Class # 12

Wilson was waiting for his students this morning with a good natured smile on his face and a gingerbread latte in his hand. There was a spread of holiday yummies ranging from spice cakes to cookies and other things determined to add pounds to your waistline.

As everybody got settled, he set his coffee aside and shoved his hands in his pockets.

"Good morning everybody, I hope we all had a lovely weekend?"

"Okay, today we're going to tackle something that is both timely and which might actually be of practical use to you all in the coming month. It's called, Surviving the Holidays."

As he spoke the last three words, he wrote them across the whiteboard and then walked down to the projector he kept at the front of the class. There were some key points on the slide which Wilson carefully went over in his lecture.

Finals.
Going home for the holidays.
Remember That Excessive Christmas-ness Gets on Everyone's Nerves.
Don't Do Things That Make You Miserable.
Communicate Holiday Plans and Expectations Well in Advance.
Don't Expect Perfection.
Take time for yourself.
Expand the Circle of Joy.
Being ready to return to school.

"Okay guys, for the remainder of the class I'd like you to get into groups of two or more and work up a plan for your plans on how to get through the next 6 weeks of utter insanity that is the end of the semester and holidays in general," it was possible that he had his tongue a bit in his cheek with this one. "I'll be up here making a list of my own."

[ooc: OCDs are ~~on the way~~ up!]

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Wyatt blinked and stared.

"It was THAT weekend," Isabel flailed. "I wasn't exactly myself!"

"Oh. Yeah," Wyatt said. He couldn't fault her for that, because. . . . "Neither was I," he added needlessly.

"There was a lot of that going around," she nodded. "As far as Fandom weekends went? That was definitely one of the more flail worthy."

"Definitely," Wyatt said. "I prefer trolls and dragons myself."

"Of course. Because then there are things to hit," Isabel agreed. "And you can do the whole 'Excalibur' thing and be all heroic. Of course I'm not going to simper though. Or play damsel in distress for you to rescue."

"You never let me have any fun," Wyatt said, winking at her.

"Yup, that's me. The stick in the mud," she nodded. "No fun at all."

". . . we could do something about that after class," Wyatt offered helpfully.

"I don't have to be anywhere till fifth period," Isabel replied innocently.

"And I'm free for the rest of the day," Wyatt said.

"So we'll go...not have fun then."

"Whatever the lady wants," Wyatt grinned.

"Oh the lady wants alright."

A beat.

"Wow, I can't believe I just said that in class," she blushed.

Wyatt snickered. "I already talked to Chris about 'not having fun,'" he said. "It's apparently the topic of the day for me."

"A hardship, I'm sure," Isabel smirked, before glancing from Chris to Lana and back. "They're not having fun?"

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