ok, i wanted to post about the pictures i took today. i wanted to post about how semi-crappy my day went, and i also wanted to post about the American Idol results,
but no, i can't post something light, casual and funny today because i have a shit load of steam to blow off.
and i know this is unhealthy, but i've already devoted two of my posts to two fucking troglodytes that i happen to get stuck with for group activities.
troglodyte version 2 just had to be my fucking groupmate for our research paper. and the dunderhead has pissed me off since DAY 1. he didn't even lay a hand on the research paper I'VE (yes, I made our research paper, and that cost me sleep in sooo many levels). He doesn't even show up for meetings. He doesn't know what to do. Everytime i try to teach or tell him what to do, he just nods, and proceeds to stutter and babble about something unintelligible.
OK, so i am kinda this super duper egotistical bastard who has never stepped on grass from the other side (you know what i mean), but come on! He passed ADZU, he MUST know something!!! but something just tells me he's as bright as a black hole.
what pissed me off is that when i tried to email him our paper (yes, i emailed MY paper to the significant others ie. my groupmates), and a failure noice shows up, telling me the idiot's email add doesn't exist. no biggie, i thought.
to actually add burden on my shoulders, i made him a NEW email add, so I KNOW that the address exists, and i KNOW he could access it, unless of course, he uses a typewriter to surf the net. (so i'm still able to inject humor at parts, very good gio). but he texts me a while ago, telling me that he's unable to access the address i gave him, at he goes on about saying it's invalid. WHICH IS WEIRD, CONSIDERING THAT I LOGGED IN USING HIS EMAIL ACCOUNT A FEW MINUTES AGO.
here's the most annoying part of all. i texted him MY username and password, so he could just access the paper via the sent items folder. and a few seconds ago, he texts me, TELLING ME THAT MY EMAIL ACCOUNT IS FUCKING INVALID. WTF?!. i'm seriously beginning to suspect one of two things:
1. he isn't actually infront of a PC right now, and he's making it up.
2. he uses a typewriter to surf the net.
as much as i would want to consider the latter, since i need a good laugh right now, the former is good enough a reason for me to kick him out of our group. AND WE'LL HAVE OUR ORAL DEFENSE ON MONDAY!!!! I'M SOOO FUCKING DEAD.