So today, I got to school all chipper and psyched about life because I had just walked to campus (a little over a mile) with NO pain, the sun was shining, and it was warm enough for me to shed my scarf halfway through. I walked into my morning class to discover that the professor had already assigned us to groups for a semester-long project. Well, guess who was NOT ONLY in my class, but ALSO IN MY GROUP??
Fortunately I knew the professor because I took a class with him last semester. When he dismissed us for a break halfway through class, I asked to speak with him in the hallway, and explained the situation to him, and politely
Well, luckily for me, there were several people in the class who had also been in class with Evil Girl and me last semester and knew the situation. A couple people actually went and spoke to the professor on my behalf...apparently one of them, who was originally assigned to the same group as Evil Girl and Me (in the new class), told him that she REFUSED to work with Evil Girl because of the horrible way she'd treated me last semester. Before I knew it, Mr. Professor had switched Evil Girl out of my group and someone else took her place. WIN.
But seriously. Two groups, two semesters in a row. This bitch better not follow me through graduate school.