Things Are Just Never Easy
Yesterday I officially dealt with the lamers for the last time! But just as I stopped showing mercy to them, other things came up!! However, I am not one to give up easily. I stayed up till almost four in the morning to do the freaking slides I’m not gonna go down without fighting!!!
Huff huff huff…
First let me start with Sunday. On Sunday my blissful weekend with my family officially ended. I asked daddyo to send me back to the hostel that night because I have the group’s final discussion on Monday. And that discussion is all-important, given the people I work with. So I said good bye to my family and BB and went back to work. On Monday we had the discussion as planned.
Being the lamers they are, I showed no mercy from the first time they started giving me lame excuses. I told them I want their speeches and citations by that night no matter what it takes. Unfortunately, only their speeches reached me that night. They ‘forgot’ about the citations because the info was taken from various random websites.
I finished the report regardless, and did the slides; the one thing I’m very proud of. I included a lot of pictures from Katan. My sis, her honeybee, my cousin and some of my friends (Totchi included, of course) were in it. It contained a lot of my Swinburne memories so it MUST be good!
When I went to bed at almost four that night, I went to bed despising the lamers with every fibre of my being (the same fibre of my being that nearly collapsed from the workload due to other people’s procrastination).
As you guys already know, citations are important when it comes to doing assignments. You could be charged for plagiarism which translate into a direct fail - no questions asked. That was the last thing I wanted.
I did not care for excuses, remember?
That said, the next day I forced them to give me their citations, in full Harvard referencing format, and not just mere links. I forewarned them that if they just gave me links I expected them to expect me to go look into those links and do the full citations. Like hell! Therefore if I got just links I’ll reject them flat out and if the lecturer asks, I’m putting the blame on them. That’s what I told them and after the morning class on Tuesday they squirmed and panic, forsaking their lunch to find their citations. I went home to wait for the citations before printing the report. When their deadline of 1:45 pm came, I called and they said they were still in college.
I swear, if they had been in front of me at that time I would just punch the air out of them.
She said if it’s okay to just sms since she wont be able to get to where I am and back in time. I said fine, but make it snappy.
By 2 pm I still receive no sms so I hit the print button. As Kaoru was happily printing away, the sms came with - surprise! - links!
I sms them back saying they were too late and their ‘citations’ were mere links which I did not care to type back. And besides, I was already running late for class.
Did I care they went through the painstaking trouble of retyping every single detail of the links into the sms? Did I care if they went to class hungry that day? Did I care that I was unexcusably mean to them that morning?
No. Not at all. Well, maybe a bit, but that was easily written off by their pathetic-ness.
In the end, I didn’t get to bind the report in time for our afternoon class where we’re supposed to have the presentation. I simply handed the report to them and told them to bind it and add a front and back cover. At their expense, of course.
So that was it for the report. The only citations available in the ‘references’ section were those for pictures about Kenya and an appendix section of the introduction page I made. If teacher ask I’ll shamelessly point my finger to them.
But my trouble was far from over. Our lecturer did not book a laptop for our presentation. She said I didn’t request for one. I had assumed her to have one ready since it’s, well, a presentation, and she had encouraged me to use slides or whatever. I could have cursed and blamed her. But then again, it was my fault too. My fault for assuming. And besides, blaming her wasn’t going to help me show off my beautiful slides to the class.
So I made a call and did not get the laptop I wanted. The teacher told me to try the IT department. Shamefully, I tried and they were out of laptops. Fortunately, however, a Ghana-ian student was in the IT dept too, listening to music from his laptop. We asked to borrow it and to my surprise! - and God bless him - he agreed!!
It was only for half an hour and he will be at the gym at that time so he said it was no toruble. So Khaye and I happily went back to the classroom thinking our troubles were over. The teacher was surprised we had a laptop but then wondered how are we going to connect it to the projector.
I was stunned.
No cable was going to stop me from presenting my slides. Not now, not ever. I was determined to do this. I went through the trouble of getting this laptop now all I needed was a cable.
So we went back to the IT dept. and after nearly agreeing to trade my number for it, I got the cable!
After that things were smooth sailing and I was happy. In addition, no numbers were traded that day phew.
It’s just like the old saying: If there’s a will, there’s a way.
Lamers certainly did not have the will. Their will went on vacation and never returned.
It’s interesting to note that all the lamers I’ve dealt with have an older boyfriend. And I mean way older. Like 8-15 years older. You’d expect these lamers to act more mature but what do you get?? Babies!
Sighs.
But at least the presentation was over and I celebrated by eating good food mother brought from home and reading. I finally finished The Seer and the Sword today. ’twas a good read. I am happy. Now I wonder if I should watch anime, draw or write?
I had a look at my organizer and found that I have only individual assignments left. These assignments are all due in the second week of March which means I have approximately four weeks to complete them. And all three assignments involve doing 1500-2000 words essays.
At least essays are something I’m good at. And I don’t have to bother about checking other people’s works.
Ta’ra.
