KNNBCCB.

WARNING: The following post may contain a high content of expletives. For those with a weak heart, kindly click the little "X" on the top right hand corner of your browser. Otherwise, join me in my quest to curse the daylights out of these audacious people who I feel are not worthy to be called "foreign talent".


@Dawn:
+ Can u plz help us with the references format as I'm not sure about it.
I think that they have to put in alphabetical order. Tkx in advance
+ My part cannot cut shorter. There're still a lot of info I haven't put
in yet.
+ Ur part does not flow with the whole paper. The data are a bit old (wedo about 2005, 2006 while you do about 1970s). The policies only do not make clear about the transform. Can you please adjust to make it flow
with the whole paper.
+ After adjust your part, can you help us do the conclusion, introduction and abstract? Consider ur part is the shortest.

The above is extracted from the email sent to me just this evening. I have not changed a single word. Instead, I've just highlighted some parts.

The story goes like this: I had the bloody luck to be grouped with these 2 foreign girls. We had to do a bloody mini project on the rubber and palm oil industry. SO, during our meeting to discuss the outline, they happily snatched up the easiest and JUICIEST bits. I say "juiciest" because the parts they chose had readily available information. FUCK, DO YOU NOT AGREE THAT TYPING "RUBBER INDUSTRY" AND "PALM OIL INDUSTRY" IN GOOGLE WILL GIVE YOU LIKE 3829561074 SEARCH RESULTS?!

I, on the other hand had to manage with a weak fucking feeble smile and "agree" to do the case studies. If you don't already know, it's fucking difficult to find information on TRANSITION of industries in Southeast Asia because all that turns up on online (academic) journals is a hell lot of info for NIGERIA.

OKAY NVM. So that was your background info. As I earlier posted, pushing SHIT work and rubbing it in my face WHY I haven't finished my part was strike one. Pushing me impolitely to finish up my work via SMS IN CAPS AND FUCKING SPELLING MY NAME WRONGLY TWICE was strike two. (Tell me, how in the fucking world does "DAWN" SOUND LIKE "PAWN"!?!?!) THEN. They fucking had the cheek to TELL me to compile the bloody report because it would be easier for me to slot in my part and SINCE they had already sent me theirs - strike three. How fucking convenient.

I don't know baseball man, but now they fucking hit a home run already la. KNNBCCB.
NOW. Back to the extract. Its just 2 mere points I want to bring to attention.

#1 - Old Data
My part is meant to be a case study. Now lets see. Boys and girls, what is a case study about? Information specific to a country/etc right? Right! So, the case study I did was on Malaysia. The point I had to bring out was Malaysia and her TRANSITION from one industry to another. In this case, from the rubber to the palm oil industry. And now, lets think. WHEN did Malaysia shift industries? ANY IDIOT WOULD KNOW THAT DIDN'T HAPPEN IN THE LAST FIVE YEARS NO? So would it make sense to NOT have information pertaining to those industries in 1960s/1970s??!

Ur part does not flow with the whole paper. The data are a bit old (we do about 2005, 2006 while you do about 1970s).
FUCK YOU LE K*EU O*NH.

#2 - The Shortest Part
The maximum page limit WITH appendices is fifteen bloody pages. one-five. FIFTEEN.
When I put in both of their parts, I had SEVENTEEN FUCKING PAGES. And I haven't even written mine. Common-sensibly, fiteen divided by 3 members, each one should limit themselves to about 5 pages. Unlike them, MY ENGLISH OWNS THEIRS. THEREFORE, I CONDENSED MY PART INTO FIVE PAGES. Having FIVE pages of info on Malaysia does NOT warrant the fact that MY part is the fucking shortest. So I finished my part, compiled and shot it back for THEM to follow MY instructions. (NOTE: When I blasted the email, we had ONLY 22 pages combined.) Guess how many pages we have now. After the bloodyFAT Le Ki*u Oa*h edited the draft. THIRTY-FUCKING-FOUR PAGES. 34. Some "power" editing huh.

Consider ur part is the shortest.
KNNBCCB. Who the fuck are you to say my part is the shortest. FUCK YOU LKO, F-U-C-K Y-O-U.

So then, since my part was the "shortest", I'm tasked to write the:-
1) Introduction
2) Abstract
3) Conclusion

First, who the fuck are you to command me what to do.
Second, who fucking writes an introduction AND an abstract.
Third, I fucking did a case study. NOT the generic overview of the TWO industries. And you fucking have the cheek to ask me to write the conclusion. That's like asking me to fucking shit your bowels out for you when you have the runs.


IN CONCLUSION, I shall NOT give a fucking shit about you and your groundless accusations and "commands". In the worst case scenario, I shall fucking drag you down with me if we're all given a bad grade. HA HA.

The Priss.

lmao this is interesting. and this is what happens when i'm supposedly doing research. LOL.

waiting for what? GO TRY! =D

The Priss
Deliberate Brutal Love Dreamer (DBLD)

Mature. Responsible. Aristocratic. Excuse me. The Priss.

Prisses are the smartest of all female types. You're highly perceptive, and confident in your judgements. You'd take brutal honesty over superficiality any time--your friends always know where they stand with you. You're completely unfake. Don't tell me that's not a word. You're also excellent at redirecting internal negative energy.

These facts indicate people are often intimidated by you. They also fall for you, hard. You have a distant, composed allure that many find irresistible. If only more of them lived up to your standards.

You were probably the last among your friends to have sex. And the first to pretend that you're pregnant. LOL. Though you're inclined to use sex as weapon, at least it's not as one of mass destruction. You're choosier than most about your partners. A supportive relationship is what you're really after. Whether you know it or not, you need something steady & long-term. And soothing.

ROAR.

i. bloody. HATE. vietnamese. right. now.
just those two in particular who are fucking getting on my fucking nerves.

pushing shit work to me AND rubbing it in my face asking why i haven't done my part - strike one.
pushing me IMPOLITELY to finish up my part asap (so they can relack one corner) via text message IN CAPS - strike two.

don't you fucking dare try strike three.

knnfuckers.

Wave After Wave ):

school started again this week. after the one-week "recess". snorts. but horrible me skipped class on monday. due to fairly justified reasons i might say. i was desperately trying to finish up my wretched he306 ASS-signment on agglomeration economies which was due wednesday,5pm. agglom-what?! never knew there were so many different kinds of "economies" huh. SNORT.

needless to say, i had absolutely no freaking clue/idea on how to go about writing that stupid analysis. mind you, i did quite a fair bit of scouting for info okay. (gimme some credit la huh.) turns out, all the prior stuff i managed to dig out came to nought. bloody hell. even up to the eleventh hour of doing the wretched report, i was still half searching for info. tuesday was also, unfortunately, "dedicated" to he306. and i ended up staying up all through the night trying to finish it and finally handed it in at 630am. what amazed me was i wasn't even nodding off throughout the entire time. i didn't even have redbull okay! i even woke up at 830 to go for class at 930. (but of course i was late for class la. haha.) couldn't believe myself. and and and! i did NOT sleep in lecture! (of course, jaed kept me awake with surfing.) zoomed to clarke quay for free waxing. =D

anyone want waxing tell me! lol. foc. but as with all things, it comes with a catch. ask me if you want to know. =D

anywayyy. flunked yesterday's accounting quiz. felt like btt all over again. was confident of my answers. then suddenly kena dropped a bloody bomb: you scored 8 out of 20 points. wtf. i am sad. ): ): ):

the following weeks are not looking any better. just when i'd thought i'd at least be able to take a small breather, he306 decided to drop another bomb - assignment 2. WAHLAOEH.KNN. it's not like i don't have other assignments to complete. i seriously feel like i'm suffocating here. ): so now i have like FOUR fucking assignments AGAIN. and it definitely does not help when 3 of them have the SAME bloody deadline. on top of that, i have to cope with another bloody accounting tutorial presentation, another indivdual he306 (again leh wtf!) tutorial presentation, AND a major group presentation+report that i have to do with 2 vietnamese girls who are fucking getting on my nerves chasing me to do my case study part and rubbing it in my face that they've done their parts and are waiting for me. KNN THEY FREAKING TOOK THE EASIEST PARTS FOR THEMSELVES AND LEFT ME WITH SHIT?! urghhh. foreign talent huh. snorts.

i am so not looking forward to my birthday because it means my deadline is here. bloody need more time. ): and i have yet to start exam revision. ARGHHHHH.

i need to breathe. ):