[EricS-Team180]

<pop>...a moment later he awoke to an empty classroom. Fruity Pebbles boxes and empty Mountain Dew cans were scattered randomly. The adoring females - just apparitions of his desperately sleep deprived brain - dissolved into a blue screen of death that stared back at his blood-shot eyes. As the reality of ship day snaked through the fog of his thoughts, he wiped at the drool on his chin.

"Some day", he gurgled, "Some day..."