Leadership, Friday, 3rd Period

[emoclops.livejournal.com]

"Short and sweet from me today, people," Scott said as the class began. "Because a valuable part of leadership is being able to impart wisdom to your team. I've assigned teams. Get together and see if you can't teach each other something new and useful. And I know that's vague, so define that however you want, but keep it within reason. I'd rather not have you learn that I'm willing to give detentions if anyone bleeds or something."

Scott waved a hand to indicate the start of teamwork. "Have at it."

The Art of Scrap, Friday, Period 4

[drinks_coffeezilla]

The setup in the art room was pretty straightforward today. The lights were somewhat dimmed, the coffee was on the desk, which had a single lamp on it so that students could pour without scalding themselves in the dark, and there was a television at the front of the room. Dean was leaning against a nearby wall, looking somewhat perplexed by the remote in his hands before glancing up and nodding at the students in the room.

There were so many buttons.

"Hey, guys. Today we're going to take it easy, sit back, and watch a movie based on the life of an artist from around my own time," he greeted, nodding up from the remote. "For an artist, the guy's pretty popular. His stuff looks deceptively simple, so naturally there are a lot of people who just shake their heads and move on, but trust me, it's art." A beat. Yeah, Dean knew that feeling well enough. "If you've seen those huge paintings that are mostly just splatters of paint across the canvas, odds are they're at least inspired by this guy."

And with that, Dean turned on the movie, (with only a small amount of pushing-the-wrong-button time wasted) and went to take a seat of his own.

Library [3/9]

[wesleynotponcy.livejournal.com]

It was a slow day at the library today.

Wesley? Wesley was mostly checking his phone all day.

Boring boring boring.

Chasing History's Monsters [Friday, Period 1]

[spiritandsword]

When the students arrived, they would find Annja and Arya standing next to a stack of handouts. Once everyone was seated, Arya started passing out the handouts.

"We covered Yeti," Annja began. "So it's only fair that we cover its North American counterpart, Sasquatch. Also known as Bigfoot, Sasquatch is said to have more of an ape-like appearance than the Yeti."

"Several scientists have discounted the existence of such a creature," Arya continued. "They believe it is nothing but myth and folklore and has no real basis in scientific fact. It's also said to have an unpleasant smell by people who claim to have seen the creature up close."

Annja shrugged. "Several people claim to have seen it, others claim that it absolutely does not exist. Several others have created well thought out hoaxes to fool the world. Anything from creating large wooden feet to leave Bigfoot tracks to designing a costume and having their friends tape it."

Arya stopped and looked at her. "They purposefully tried to fool people with these things?"

Annja nodded. "Sometimes, it even worked for a time." That said something about those scientists in Annja's opinion.

apa -- wait we're still doing this? okay, um, apathy club, some classroom, somewhere, whatever

[onapalebicycle.livejournal.com]

Okay, maybe someone kept missing her own fucking apathy club. So? She kind of kept getting reaps on the fucking mainland on Friday afternoons, like maybe one of the higher-ups thought it was funny or something to make her stand out in the pouring rain watching an idiot try to put a chainsaw through a woodchipper or whatever Tales of Idiocy happened this particular time.

And okay she just plain forgot a couple of times but it was apathy club and if you weren't entitled to forget your own apathy club then it wasn't really apathy club, it was Give A Fuck Club and this wasn't.

Anyway. George was here. Trying to beat this stupid fucking level of a game where you moved a raindrop around on a windowsill except there were giant spikes. The music was all zen except for when you hit the raindrop into the giant spikes which made you want to break your fucking iPhone.

Everyday Skills, Friday 2nd Period

[thefearwasreal]

Oz had exactly half the number of limbs this class as he'd had last class. Additionally, the fish tank and Speak & Spell were nowhere in sight. thee were however several tables with boxes on them. As they entered the room, Oz directed each of them to a table.

"Money management," he began. "It's a skill that I'm a big believer in. Not just for my own sake, or to keep myself in the lifestyle I'm accustomed to, but also for the benefit of my employees. So you can get an idea of just how complicated this can get, we're going to play a little game, which I'm hoping at least some of you are familiar with. For those of you who aren't here's a quick explanation of the rules."

After Oz had finished explaining that he continued. "If you want to include house rules you can, but everyone in your group has to agree to them."

"And remember, above all, have fun."

[Away we go]