people suck except when they don't | thursday | period 2 | february 18

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It hadn't escaped Loki that today was supposed to be a fucking midterm but he never liked to really cooperate with anything so why would he fall into that line now? Fuck it, they were going to keep chugging along. Besides, today was a juicy topic. Loki fucking loved when shit started getting real.

( where I LJ cut you to pieces! )

Modeling for Dummies, Thursday 2/18/10

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"Next week is spring break and we all know what that means, right boys and girls and maybe something in betweens I'm not judging except for when I am because it's fun," Deadpool said, fiddling with a DVD case in his hands.

There was even that small, awkward pause that normally only appeared on Dora the Explorer for kids to get their brains together and stop bouncing around to bippy music or whatever they did these days.

"That's riiiiight! It means Deadpool forgot to write you a midterm! Yaaaaay!" Oh, the fake glee was fun. "So, instead, you all get punished with this classic Lindsay Lohan and Tyra Banks movie about what happens when writers take acid. Won't that be fun?"

A beat.

"Yeah, I don't care. Gleam something educational from it and you get a gold star."

Library [2-18]

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There wasn't a teevee in the library for George to keep up on th'hockey scores so instead he was studying books on hockey drills. 

He was really wishing there was a teevee though...

All-Sexuality Support Group meeting, Thursday after classes

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Gabrielle had left the decorations up to Emmett again today, so you should probably fear. She had, however, insisted on doughnuts being part of the snack spread. If you left a doughnut out in the open long enough for it to dry out, and you threw it just right, could it . . . anyway.

You'd think Emmett have learned from all the glitter-brushing last time, and he sort of had. This time he kept the decorations to rainbow streamers hanging from the back of each chair, which matched nicely with the rather large punchbowl full of Skittles. See? SUBTLE.

But pretty! They reminded Gabrielle of bathing under waterfalls. "Hi again, everyone," she told the group once they'd assembled. "I know we did introductions last week, but we thought we'd take it a step further today and do a little getting-to-know-you exercise." She glanced over at Emmett and said quietly, through her teeth, "Not that kind."

Emmett rolled his eyes. "As lovely as I find every single girl, boy, other or undecided in this room, there are some of them I have absolutely no desire to have sex with." Some.

"Good to know. Thanks. Thanks for sharing with everyone." Gabrielle's face might freeze that way, halfway between I am smiling this hard to keep from strangling you and it really looks like I'd chew my way through a log right now, doesn't it? "Actually, sharing with everyone was the plan for the day. Why don't you explain a little of how this is supposed to work, Emmett?"

"I do believe I shall, m'amselle." Emmett clapped his hands together. "Okay! Here's the deal: since so many of us are from different places, times, and..." He eyed Gabrielle. "Planets, it can seem like we don't have much in common besides the fact that we're all here, but we bet it isn't so."

"Soooo, everybody gets to take a turn to stand up and say something about themselves or the place they come from. If what they said is true for you too, speak up, raise your hand, make some connections, and grab yourself a handful of Skittles. Whoever has the most by the time the meeting's over...is gonna have a heck of a sugar crash."

Emmett shrugged, popping a grape one into his mouth. "It's like I Never without the booze and eventual embarrassing morning after."

[OOC: Open! Lateness of the hour to be blamed on traffic raaaage.]