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I could write a lovely story about the shy boy who kept on leaving letters on my computer at the library. I could write about the return of the Photographer. I could tell how L., one of the Russian crowd, said she wants to get married. Now. With her boyfriend who forbids her to meet me cause I'm 'too crazy'.

Great stories. But I'm gonna have a little rant about on of my study group teammates. Cause right now contemplating smashing his head on the wall. Several times. Until it's only a bloody mush.

You know those arrogant kids from well-off families, that already know that mummy/daddy will pass on the company to them? Those slick liars who think they're better than you cause they know (and claim to party with) 'VERY FAMOUS PEOPLE'? That just don't give about your group projects cause mama and papa pay for their tuition so really, really are they gonna are about you keeping your GPA (and scholarship)?

Yep, that's home boy for you.

He doesn't do ANYTHING for our group meetings except sit, nap and rephrase what I had said three minutes ago. He's arrogant, disrespectful (even to our group's 아저씨) and thinks I don't understand Spanish (he's Korean but lived most of his life in Latin Amwerica. So you have a macho locked in a Korean man's body). I do, you little prick. So when you were talking with your Latino buddy I know you called me stupid and retarded cause I asked you to come for a group meeting in the morning. The only reason I didn't tell you off is that I know better than tell you off in front of our classmates. Because once I do I won't control myself. And you'll be calling mama for back up.
아저씨 could tell the kid off (he's my age and 아저씨 is... 아저씨) but he won't. Cause kiddo's daddy is a cheobol head and confronting junior is dangerous, even if Junior sweetly slept through his presentation. Our other team member is too soft hearted and Christian. So I'm stuck keeping my anger in. And I'm barely holding on. I've come to hate my group meetings because instead of sharing my awsome business ideas, I have to keep myself from slapping him everytime he does something mean/respectful/immature. I'm the sort of person who tells people everything straight upfront, without beating around the bush. Not exactly brining me popularity. And now I have to stop myself from sucking blood out of the kid. It doesn't help that my teammates appointed me as team leader (that's another laugh). So homeboy's just as angry with me: a woman, his age, is telling him what to do (actually I don't. but since I have to facilitate our work I do sometimes have to command the boys around). It's making that macho in him pissed off.

I've talked with a few people and I have been advised to keep my head down. I'm not promising I can do that.