Speech Comm

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

301--Friendship

According to Cialdini in your reading this week, similarity leads to liking, liking to a desire for reciprocity, reciprocity to a state of trust and intimacy, and trust and intimacy to the friendship bond.

With this in mind, as well as yesterday's activity--heck, gang, you've been asked to inteact a lot, lets say all the activities this term--what do you think about the new Human/Non-Human Alliance that is being started? Do we really need it? Is there a problem that exists between dissimilar students? Why? Please...do not hold back. This class is about communicating and we need your full cooperation. If you would prefer to write it down and share it only with me, you may do so. Ok, kiddlies, tell me how it is.

Comments

[not-an-ex-demon.livejournal.com]

chicken

Anya wishes she'd had thought ahead and brought an extra pencil so she could throw it at him. It wouldn't have done the damage she'd have liked, but still.....

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

With an uzi! Uzi!

Jack prays he doesn't get hit with anything. The Professor just might kill him for it.

[not-an-ex-demon.livejournal.com]

There's no imagination with an uzi, I was thinking something more dramatical

Anya notices a pop bottle lid beside her desk. Normally, she would think to herself how horrible people are for leaving their garbabage just lying around; but today......well, how lucky for her.

*Thwak* She throws the lid towards Jack when CJ turns to face the board He deserves it, but she isn't going to get detention over it

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

He's not a man just a chicken-boo!

*Thwak* Something connects solidly with the back of Jack's head. Jack's starting to think that sitting in front might not have been such a good idea after all.

[not-an-ex-demon.livejournal.com]

Upon seeing the cap whack Colonel Sanders Jack, she smiles to herself.

[not-an-ex-demon.livejournal.com]

Anya takes the pencil and (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhigh/273403.html?thread=13521147#t13521147)

*thwak*

throws it towards Jack.

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

*Thwak*

"Mother nnngh!" Jack mutters rubbing the back of his head.

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

Jack, problem?

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

"No Professor," Jack started, "headache. That's all."

[not-an-ex-demon.livejournal.com]

Watching D'anna,s pencil connect with Jack's head, Anya thinks to herself, "Too bad Fandom High doesn't have a team for that game where you throw the ball and wear the funny pants."