nirinia | Bleh, Fucking Groups

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.