Bleh, Fucking Groups

[nirinia]

AAAAH, ffs. I hate group work. Why do I always get stuck with people who have crappier work morales than me? (Yes, it is possible. The universe always coughs these people up when I need a partner.) The girl in question, whose name I cannot recall, translated half the assignment, and looked stupidly at me when I suggested it might not sit well with the teacher if we just translated word for word.

So, in order to not kill her – she is really very sweet when I'm not trying to do something with her; breaks in class, we get along splendidly then – I am now tackling most the entire thing myself.

Off to write about religion in Robinson Crusoe, translate and not procrastinate. At least not more than 20 minutes.

Comments

[rawthorne.livejournal.com]

This always happens to me. It was sort of an inescapable doom that befell me in the past, but now that I'm trying to set up all sorts of charity events it's like I'm looking for the unreliable help.

Grin and bear it?

[nirinia.livejournal.com]

Well, at least the project is done tomorrow. I feel worse for you, actually having to chaperone the people and needing them for something serious. Good luck!

Definitely. Smile and wave, boys, just smile and wave. And take no note of the fact that she'd found 'this great site that translated entire sentences for you!'

[rawthorne.livejournal.com]

So... she's only just discovered Babelfish?

[nirinia.livejournal.com]

Yup. And was so proud.