http://whatever-sucks.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] whatever-sucks.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2007-12-21 06:13 am

Interdisciplinary Studies or Whatever, Friday, Period 1

Squall passed out the test papers, face down. Presumably face down. Actually, when the students turned them over, they were blank.


"Welcome to your final exam", he said. "So... Whatever. Write your own damn final. Prove to me I haven't been wasting my time with you brats. Write five questions and answer them, and one of them BETTER be on the topic we covered last class."

He grinned evilly. "When you're done with that, on a separate piece of paper I want you to write what grade you think you're going to get and why."
the_merriest: (thinking hard or hardly thinking)

Re: Write your own final

[personal profile] the_merriest 2007-12-21 12:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Rikku considered, then wrote.

1) What are fiends in your world like?

Fiends in your world are kinda similar to fiends from mine, except with different names and so on. And your cactuars get way, way bigger than ours. We totally had to hunt some down in the desert to get my Godhand sigil, though. That was kinda fun but everybody else was boooooored by all the sand.

2) What's a good way to skip class?

Fake being sick and get a doctor's excuse and make sure a friend gets the notes for you. Or if you have the ability to send, like, a fake you to class? That's even better. But I don't so moot point.

3) What's the deal with the internet?

The internet is filled with crazy people who will argue with you for pages and pages about stupid things like someone's name in the Barry Plodder series and who should be dating who and they will never, ever let the topic go even when you explain in detail how they're wrong and why they should shut up now. Ever.

4) Why is carpentry awesome?

Because you can make weapons like a bat with huge nails sticking out of it.

5) Who would win in a fight, you or Deadpool?

Deadpool. So many times over, Deadpool. Plus he really did get me an ice-cream pony. Which you totally never have.