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Library [12/10]

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Sam had gotten earwormed with Christmas music on his way to the library, and he was still humming as he opened the place up and got settled at the front desk.

Comparative Religions--Monday, Period #3, Class #13--STUDY!

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Since Sam only had to come from the library, he usually managed to make it to class before anyone else. But instead of finding Vala in the room today, Sam found a note addressed to him from Vala, saying she had an emergency, and wasn't going to be around for class. Without even reading what she'd left behind for him, Sam remembered what it had been like the last time he'd tried to teach, and made an executive decision, writing out a note to put on the door before fleeing back to the library. Anyone coming by the classroom would find the following taped to the door:

CLASS CANCELED FOR TODAY.
ENJOY YOUR BREAK,
AND START STUDYING FOR THE FINAL!

-SAM

[Vala-modding done without permission since her computer is still dead, woe.]

Fandom's Next Top Runway Model [Monday, Period Five]

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It didn't take long for Lee to realize that Ares wasn't going to show up. And, of course, he'd do this the week before their final.

Bastard.

"Um. Ares isn't here," Lee said, shrugging. "Probably had a pressing manicure appointment or something. Anyway, since I have no idea what to do, we're just going to watch a movie that I randomly chose because it looked funny. Um, study for your final...whatever that might be. Enjoy the movie."

With that, Lee started the movie and fled from the front of the room.

Keeping Your Wits About You... [Monday 2nd Period 10-11] Class # 14

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Wilson was leaning against the front od his desk, waiting for the class to file in and sipping at his coffee.

He gave everyone a warm smile and once they were all settled in, he straightened and walked towards the overhead projector.

"Well guys, it's been a wonderful semester and now we're winding things down. Today we're going to have a review of all the material we've gone over these past few months, I suggest taking good notes as those of you who have had my class before know, I tend to base the final heavilly off what I go over in review."

With another quick grin, he snapped on the projector and began to go back over the details of their past few months.

[ooc: Please wait for OCDs ahoy! Have at. :)]

NNSE, Monday, Dec 10, Period 1 [Class 14]

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"Last week [NSFW]," Lulu began, "I introduced you all to two particular topics, and asked you to write about them, given what little knowledge you had about them. Then I assigned you homework -- you were to read two articles and then write about your changed reactions, if you had any." She smiled softly. "You can pass in your papers at the end of class; first, however, I'd like to discuss the topics and your reactions to them now that you've read the articles.

"A reminder as well: next week is your final exam. Do study; you might find it worth your while to spend particular time on the earlier parts of the class."


[Comments will likely go NSFW, as this is Lulu's class. Feel free to ping into only one of the discussion threads. Please wait for OCD is up!]

Art 101, Period 4, Class 12 (Monday 12-10)

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The door to the art classroom was unlocked, but there was no one in it when the students arrived. Instead, written on the board, was the following message: Class cancelled. Work on your projects if you like.

Advanced Mad Science, December 11

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The Danger Room looked suspiciously normal today. Neat rows of desks faced a clean blackboard at the front, and lame motivational posters saying things like "Don't make excuses, make improvements!" and "We all smile in the same language!" peppered the walls here and there. Prof Tomoe sat on top of the teacher's desk drinking a coffee, his head still covered in shadows despite the bright, cheery sunshine streaming in the windows.

"Good afternoon, students!" he said. "We've reached the last lesson before the inevitable final exam next week. You've all been wonderful students, and I hope that you've learned a little more about what sorts of evil science you can use the next time you want to try and conquer the world. For today's class, we're going to do some revision."

He grabbed a stack of handouts titled The Top 100 Things I'd Do If I Ever Became An Evil Overlord and passed them out to the class before sitting down again. "So far, we've talked about what you can do with mad science. Today, we're going to talk about what you shouldn't do. I've given you a list of 100 common mistakes that would-be Evil Overlords make. I want you to give me 5 mistakes, and tell me why they should be avoided at all costs. Hopefully these should help you prepare for you final exam in this course."

US Government [December 11, 2007, 1st period]

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There was a lectern in the front of the class with a hastily sketched seal of the President of the United States on in.

Josh lounged behind it, looking over huge stacks of press clippings with the name "Matt Santos" highlighted on all of them. "Okay. We've talked about all of the major branches of government and ignored what the states do because I don't care that much. There is one more group of people we should probably talk about. Their job is to misinterpret everything you do, poke holes in your brilliant programs, and general make your life miserable. They call themselves the Fourth Estate and think they're sooooooo important just because they're protected by the First Amendment to the Constitution."

Josh made a "blah, blah, blah" gesture with his hands. "They are the press corps and a bigger bunch of incompetent alcoholics you couldn't hope to meet. Today, you get to be them!"

He straightened up behind the lectern. "And I will be myself and tell you all why you're wrong."