Sex Ed, Monday [4-20] Third Period

[screwyoumarvel]

"Well, this is our last class together," Steve said as he leaned on his desk next to a tray of cupcakes. "This is, in fact, your final exam. You've been a wonderful class this semester, and I hope you've learned something useful. In fact, that's your final. I want you to write an essay on what you've learned in this class. Please, don't be afraid to be honest. Then, you're free to go, or stay and have a cupcake. Or take a cupcake with you. Anything goes. I hope you'll remember to be safe and sane, and that kids are only for teenagers on the weekend after prom." He grinned and said, "Everything away but paper and pens, and your essay-writing time begins...now."

Business 101, Monday [4-20] First Period

[notanactualfairy]

"I could just make you write an essay or fill in a test, but let us be honest, that would be boring," Jean-Paul said. "So. For the first part of your exam, you will complete a practical exercise. There are fifty dollars on each of your desks. You are each to fetch coffees for everyone--I drink decaf--and a dozen doughnuts. Do not worry, the doughnuts will not go to waste, though the coffee may. You will be timed. When you return I will give you the rest of your exam. Go!" He clicked on a stopwatch.

So You Want to Make a TV Show- 2nd Period- Class #15

[fear_of_fish]

"Well, guys, it's our last class," Dana said once the bell had rung. The room was arranged in the studio setup, the equipment was out and ready, and Dana was all set to see how they did. "You've all listened and done the work and really that's all a teacher can ask for, aside from you doing the work well. Which, to be fair, you've all done, or at least no one's screwed up so bad that I noticed, which is something to be praised in itself. It's been a pleasure, hopefully you've learned something, now go make your show."

Mad Kings & Queens, Final [Monday, Period 4]

[atreideslioness]

When the class arrived today, they'd find the desks missing. Instead, there were cushions on the floor surrounding a number of low tables, and each table held one of two boxes.

"I'm going to assume that most of you are completely unable to focus on anything remotely academic today," Ghanima stated. "So today we're going to do a practical application."

"There is always a cost to removing a corrupt monarch from power," she continued. "People. Resources. There's not even a guarantee that you'll win."

"Each of you is a revolutionary trying to save their people. The person opposite you is a corrupt or insane ruler, that must be deposed." Ghanima held up one pawn, smiling. "It's up to each of you to decide where to draw the line for acceptable loss. Each army you lose is a point off your grade, unless you win it all."

"Welcome to your final. Pair up, or make teams, and have fun."

[Last verse, same as the first. Wait for the OCD! OCD up! Show her what you've learned!]

Library; Monday [ 04/20 ].

[not-a-mused.livejournal.com]

Another week in the library, but Cal was sort of wondering if people would be in more today because of exams or not. He hoped not. He was too lazy to want to deal with people. But he had coffee (okay, sugar and cream with a vague hint of coffee) and some books, and so he was ready to start the day.

Young Entrepreneurs; Monday, Period 6 [ 04/20 ].

[stocksgrrl.livejournal.com]

"Okay, guys," Turtle jumped right into business once everyone was collected and had their hands on some coffee and-or baked goods. "Today's our very last meeting. I know. Things really flew by, what with zombies and kids and everything, but, luckily, I've got our kits all put together. So it's up to you, this week and next, to try to sell some of them, and the money will go toward the club next semester. Go ahead and take some before you leave. Other than that, stick around, hang out, or go ahead and take off to go work on exams or whatever. And good luck on those, too! It's been great having everyone in club. It's been a good group!"

Blank Page Art Club, Art Room After Classes, Monday, 4/20

[swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com]

Claire almost forgot there was a club meeting today, but she remembered just in time, midway through an IMing bitch session with Parker. She logged off fast and went to the art classroom. On a whim, she grabbed out pencils, tempera paints, and an enormous roll of butcher paper.

"Art Crawl was awesome," she announced, once people started joining her. "We raised a little money, people had fun, nothing went wrong. Which was amazing. And this club was awesome. And, uh, this is our last meeting, unless somebody really wants to come down here and set up during our free week."

"I'm working on a mural" -- she nodded to the roll of paper -- "of, I dunno, stuff that happened this year. You guys can help with it or do your own thing."

After which she went back down to the paper and started sketching a harpie perched in a tree. The terrifying stuff had to be on there, after all.

Management Theory [Tuesday, April 21, 4th period]

[saveonpostage.livejournal.com]

"It is time for your final examinations!" Yzma cackled over the sound of crashing thunder. She was really pulling out all the stops for the last class, yeah.

"Today you will encounter a series of scenarios that managers so often face! " she told them. Except that no sane manager ever would, no.

"If you answer correctly, you will progress to the next question! If you answer incorrectly, you will drop through a trap door and be forced to fight an aquatic animal! And then move on! Assuming you are not eaten, of course."

She clapped her hands together and the Danger Room shifted. "Begin!"

Food Appreciation [Class Fifteen, Period #3]

[baskiceball.livejournal.com]

Marshall looked kind of sad today. He was going to miss this class. Now he had to find another excuse to order one of everything off the Ching Tai menu because "research" probably wasn't going to cut it anymore.

"Hey guys, welcome to the last class. It's time to administer the final, which I hope has been less stressful than the other ones you might have had," he said. "Everyone come up to the front of the class one at a time with the food you've chosen and say a little bit about what you like about it. Then we get to eat."

Mmm eating. That brought his mood up a bit.

"And let me just say that this has been an awesome class to teach. Not only because, you know, I hardly had to do any work and I just got to eat food the whole time. But because you guys were awesome," he said. "I hope to see you guys in another class or around town or something. I don't feel bad about serving you booze at the bar now that I'm not going to be your teacher anymore."

He didn't feel too badly before, but still. He would have felt bad if he was responsible for a kid's hangover.

"So let's get started, shall we?"

Ethics [Tuesday, April 21, 2nd period]

[sith_happened]

"Welcome to your Ethics final," Anakin said, pacing around the classroom. "I will provide you with a series of scenarios. You tell me which option you would pick, and why. Since this is Ethics, there are no black and white correct answers to anything. What matters to me is that you have some sort of reason for your choice."

He might have glanced toward Marco. "If your logic is faulty or snide or clearly half-assed, that's when I will become...unhappy."