Things and Stuff.

Harry Potter related dream

A young Schroe, along with two other students, both male, wander the dark halls of Hogwart’s. Schroe has it in her mind to scare these young’uns. The room falls into complete darkness, but the boys keep going by feeling the walls. Schroe can see perfectly. She removes her feet from the floor and begins to float to the boys. Just as she’s about the scare the ever living daylights out of them, a torch flashes, and the room lights up. Schroe sets down on the ground, and acts like nothing was wrong.

They get in trouble for being out at night, and are sent to their rooms. On their way, Schroe silently sets a spell for everyone to grow beards. While they’re working to get that removed, she sets another one – a pack of random dogs infest the school.
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Plays. Hospitals. Perfect Dark. Dorks.

For some stupid reason, a math teacher (Schneider) asked me to be in a play. She handed me a script and I had one day to learn it before performance. I got the first half down pat, but the second half was insanely confusing. I was supposed to be announcing horse race results, and I had no clue how.

Ashley Sander was in it for some reason, and the stupid bint walked out on stage with her script, and read it from there. Everyone bitched at her for ruining the show, and we all went home.

I was rushing through a hospital to take out someone or something. I was in a red nurse’s uniform, and I jumped a gate similar to a subway gate. I quietly snuck around the place, and grabbed an IV bag from a stand. It had blood in it.

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“I’m thinking of putting up a deadline, give people a week to update or be moved.”

*Much positive response.*

“Alright, One week. If you don’t update, you’re going to be moved or removed.”

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Thought Class

A combination of learning to concentrate psychic ability as well as philosophy.

I did very well in it. Most of the people in the class were from my high school, including Squee, Jorenko, and the Lane twins. Everyone would congratulate me on jobs well done, the great new ideas I come up with, etc.

And every day, I’d go home and hear my dad’s side of the family mocking my profession.

Back to school. We had three guest professors who were all very arrogant. They were there to teach us some new equation they’d created for determining someone’s specific ability range, whereas before, this was completely random and unknown, and could only be found by practice.

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ettin64: THAT WAS MEAN
Schroe Dot Org: … I am a mean person. I commit crimes. And I’m psychic. They haven’t caught me. So I’m a small medium at large.
ettin64: …. WHY DID I NOT SEE THAT COMING. That was bad :P
Schroe Dot Org: ^_^