1259 words of glory.

*mc starts raging, and swears like crazy*
wendy: man, if i had a dollar for everytime you swore, i wouldnt have to go to uni..
mc:... money doesnt make you smart, wendy.. =='
*wendy furiously, but unsuccessfully tries to make her point clear*


lei has muffin in hand. mc squishes. lei squeals. mc squishes again. lei squeals. mc squishes.. the vicious cycle continues..

lei moves muffin away.. [lei is sitting next to adam]
mc: psst! adam!! squishh itttt

adam, with mouth wide open, slowly inches towards the muffin in lei's hand..

SUDDENLY, lei puckers up, turns towards adam, seeming like hes going in for a kiss..

adam, frightened, pulls away quickly.

okay. so. LEI TRIED TO KISS ADAM!!! D=

if adam hadnt moved, lei, having a big head [its okay, lei said it himself], would not have been able to stop in time, and most likely wouldve kissed adam. MUAHAHAH that was funny =)

this morning, in eco
*lei sniffs mc*
lei: you smell like... girl
mc: errm..
lei:.. i meant conditioner!!!
mc: yeah.. you smell like girl.. that sounded so caveman-like

which is true =P wow. leis on a roll.. a stupid roll =P

i also took a bite out of bec's sammich when she wasnt there, and when she came back, she continued eating... [she said she noticed it, but im not so sure =P]

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so i wanted to have a little rant-blog today.. and i think i might. but gah. im in a more thoughtful mood at night, when im in bed, so i obv cant blog them. LAAMMMEEE, right? >< remember a few weeks ago, i promised a rant? i think i might rant now. its so.. ARGH!! though, most of you probably know about it anyway. but whatever. this is in more detail, and im going to be direct. i dont care if the person im uber pissed at reads this. cause seriously, what they did was so low. okay, so lets start from the beginning.. so... management essay. who was better in terms of trying to understand management? fayol? or mintzberg? or both. twas our argument. so seriously.. unlike other essays, you only have certain arguments to make 1. fayol was better 2. mintzberg was better 3.both/neither. so its not too hard, right? you just read your resources, and then make your own arguments. simple. if you start early. mine was due on the monday of that week. id spent the entire week before, having a freakout, full stressing myself out, cause i only had a week to do the essay which i had no idea about.. so im like, hardcoring it all week.. and i finished it the day before.. like, 2pm sunday. so.. abhi asks me to send him my essay, which i did. cause you know, i thought id help a friend out, since we all came from same school, and its just easier if someone helps you out, or whatever. and all i wanted in return, was just some maths help.. cause im so lost in maths. but i didnt really expect anything in return.. just mainly helping a friend out. i also had sent my essay to wendy, panda, and lisa.. but yeah. was just getting them to read my essay, and use it as a what not to do essay =P ANYWAY. the following monday. we get essays back. my tutor says "minhchau, can you come to see me later? your paper got high readings for plagiarism" i was thinking "omg. shit. i swear i cited everything properly.. omg. shit shit shit. whats going to happen? so the tutorial was at 1... i had to wait til FOUR to find out what was wrong with my essay so for THREE hours, i SHAT MYSELF, cause i had no idea what was wrong with my essay. so. i go see my tutor at four.. dr b [my tutor]: you got 51% plagiarism readings for your essay.. blah blah.. thats really high mc: well.. im pretty sure i referenced everything proplerly, and i cited everything.. i dont know how that happened.. dr b: do you know this student? *brings out abhis essay* mc: ...yes. i sent him my essay. and all this chit chat about me trying to help out a friend was so pissed..there was a whole paragraph where abhi literally copied word for word.. except for one word.. i had represent.. he had present. like, seriously.. how could you be dumb enough to copy someones essay? yeah, ok, read my essay for ideas, and develop your own. but to copy it? even my quotes.. cmon. thats just low. so my original mark was 73, and after dr b talked to the head lecturer, they took 3 marks off, which i got for the citations.. so i ended up with 70. so yeah. and then. on the following thursday, he asks for my mgmt spot collection! and im like "youre asking me for help after what you did?" and he said he didnt know what i was talking about [he hadnt had mgmt yet] so i decided not to talk about it. let him bring it up. well.. lets just say abhi never said anything to me. i admit itd be hard to bring it up to anyone, let alone someone like me who can be so intimidating at times.. so i let it go. so.. last week, he asked me for my mgmt spot colection.. and the msn convo goes along the lines of this: abhi: have you done your spot collection? mc: youre still asking me for help after what you did to me? abhi: whatd i do? you never told me mc: ... whatd you get for your mgmt essay? abhi: 66.. how about you? mc: 73, but thanks to you, 70 abhi: is that why you were depressed today? erm. like.. HELLO, did he NOT notice, that i lost three marks cause of him?? anyway... mc: wtf.. bro, did your tutor tell you your plagiarism reading? abhi: yeah, 50% mc: is that it? abhi: yeh ....why didnt his tutor tell him? its so unfair that he doesnt get told.. so.. mc: bro, you copied like, an entire paragraph of mine! *copes the para in* abhi: i just checked.. i dont have it mc: my tutor showed me this para.. abhi: im pretty sure i reworded it? i used your ideas, but i reworded it.. like, WTF. CMON. USE YOUR OWN BRAIN. DONT USE MINE. IT WAS HARD ENOUGH THAT I HAD TO HARDCORE IT IN THAT WEEK.. CMON ><

and then i rant at him a bit..

abhi: so.. spot collection?

OMG LIKE SERIOUSLY. DID YOU NOT JUST GET *ANYTHING* I JUST SAID TO YOU?! ARRGGGHHH!!!

mc: do it yourself?
abhi: i have perdisco?
mc: not my problem

like.. i had perdisco as well.. i hadnt even started it yet.. i also had to study for eco.. so seriously. wth.



so. whatever. thats what happened.. and for those who know, we've just had another mgmt thing.. a report.. about this simulation we did.. anyway.. again, mine was due on monday..

and guess what? abhi had the nerve to ask a mutual friend of ours, for my report! like, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU THINKING, ABHI?

like, dont you get it the first time? he asked a mutual friend. cmon. wth. and abhi, if you read this, the copy you got was messed up, then sent it to you. so serves you right if you copy it, and get fucked. FUCK YOU, ABHI.