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Okay, so about a half-hour ago a girl from my WST 100 class came up to me and asked why I wasn't in class on Thursday and I told her I was sick and stuff and we were talking to for a bit and we got on the topic of the group project our class is doing and stuff. The Thursday I missed was the day that we were supposed to hand in the plan, but our group hadn't done it so I figured that the three of them would come up with something to hand in and stuff and that I wouldn't worry about it. The girl I was talking to, however, informed me that they told Richelle that I was doing the plan and that I was supposed to be here to hand it in. Needless to say, I care about my mark and, as much as I hate enabling blonde, bronzed slackers, I spent a good portion of this morning rushing to complete the plan. The upside to it is that I get to choose our topic and I get to choose who researches what. Obviously I'm not going to be a dick about it because a) there's no sense in being mad and passive-aggressive because they won't care or understand and b) if it's too much they just won't do it. Hell, they may not do it anyway. Even if they don't though, because it's broken up, if only I do my portion, their slacking will only reflect badly on themselves and I'll still be able to do the research paper. Plus, I'll be able to use the idea that I came up without them getting credit for it as well. In a way I kind of hope they don't do their parts so that I don't have to deal with the end result of the research and so that I can abdicate, but who knows. They may actually do what they're supposed to. We'll just have to wait and see.