My classmates are a bunch of geniuses with making people feel out of place.
We had this final project for our Philippine Literature class and they made our group look like slaves and a caterers. They're a bunch of fu***.
In the middle of the program, four out of five members of our group felt like we were being used as a bunch of slaves. We were tasked with food preparation and room decoration. We were rushed with everything and with so little money. They wanted 8 different courses and we had 1,200 pesos for our budget. That won't even cut the cost of main ingredients. That's one. Two, they haven't settled on what room we'll use during the presentation which gave us only minutes to decorate the room and present all the food. Three, during the clean-up, we were left to do everything by ourselves again, with only two or three kind souls who helped out. Four, they rushed our production number for the next day's final examination in another class. There were plenty of time last week, the week before and they did nothing. If I was only blessed with the talent to dance, then I would have initiated everything. Five, they wanted me to make a backdraft for tomorrow's event but they didn't hand me any money or materials for it. So, am I supposed to spend for it myself? No way! I'm already short on budget this week because of that dang project. I will do the labor, give me everything with extra toppings on it. >:-< Fudge you, I won't budge...
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