It's the last week of classes before finals. Which means it's project time! Boo.
My scary professor assigned a project for stress management fair about two months ago. I was partnered with a girl I didn't even know to cover Reiki. She said not to worry, that she knew a Reiki practitioner and would talk to her about helping with our project. So I read up on Reiki and created a posterboard to accompany our speaker. The stress fair is happening Wednesday (tomorrow).
So Monday afternoon, I get a call. My partner just called the Reiki practitioner and, unfortunately, Reiki lady has to be somewhere else. How odd that, given virtually no notice, the Reiki practitioner would be unavailable. Who would have thought? Oh, and my partner has no idea what to do now. Super.
So I scrap the entire Reiki idea, toss out my posterboard, and start from square one. Since hearing of this on Monday, I have lined up a Falun Dafa practitioner, taken a refresher course on Falun Dafa and started on a new posterboard. My partner declined to go to the Falun Dafa class, saying she'd check it out online. She may meet me tonight to help with the posterboard. May.
So the stress fair is tomorrow and she has contributed approximately nothing. I'm sure she will stand there like a dumb log when people visit the booth. The best part? I know we're receiving a group grade, not individual grades. So not only is she useless, she's a grade mooch.
My angry brain people want her to die.



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