Friday, December 12, 2003

In my AP Environmental Science class, we had the task of listing every environmental law in our textbook. Our class of 10 people divided the book and emailed our part to each other. There was a huge mess of some people getting emails and others not getting them. After many emails and much headache, we got it all worked out, except for one thing: Chris didn’t do his assignment. Apparently, working at Hardees until eleven is more important than his whole class’s science grade. So I, as the Nazi leader of the project, have the most enjoyable task of slowly crushing the life out of him. My equally angry, though maybe not as violent, classmates are more than willing to help. And I’ll let them; after all, he screwed them over too.

We also have our debate on Antarctica next period! My team is so going to win! That’s what I keep telling myself, anyway. ^_^ I love debating, and Chris has only fueled my fightin’ mood. After I spill Chris’s blood all over the floor, my team is going to wipe it up with our opponents. >=) This may the most fun I’ve ever had in that class. I’m looking forward to it, at least.

Well, at least my other classmates got the stuff he was supposed to, after Mary did it for him. I said “screw it” and went to bed before I got her email though. I don’t care about my grade, there were only five laws that I missed anyway. I’m not mad about not getting the stuff, because I could have done it myself if I really wanted to. It’s the fact that we depended on him, and he screwed us over.

Edit:
The Anarctca debate was a bit harder than I thought, but I still think we did fairly well. I didn't do anything to Chris, because I'm all talk, and my anger dissipates quickly. But I won't trust him to do anything by himself again. If I'm ever in a group project with him (God forbid) then I'll be standing over his shoulder the entire time.
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