Messing with the Wrong Nerd

When it comes to describing me in terms of social scores, many will consider me a nerd or a geek. I don't really blame those who refer to me as a geek or a four eyes nerd as I look and sometimes behave like one. From my plain simple outfits that are usually brand less to the fact that I enjoy spending time in the bookstore instead of fashion boutiques in a shopping mall, I have no problem if people refer to me as a geek or a nerd. Conversely, if anyone thinks that they can push me around, make me feel bad, take advantage of me or even play me for a fool just because I am a naive looking geek, then there is a big fucking problem. Initially like every other nerds or geek that gets pushed around for their so-called "weird" social behavior, I was treated with disrespect and I was often picked on from the early years of my secondary school days. Tired of getting pushed around and picked on, I vowed not to change my appearance or my social status but my approach to dealing with problems of getting pushed around. Unlike most nerds or geeks whom just ignore the problem and continue to be further oppressed by those who think highly of their image and social status which give them the rights to harass or even use people like me, I make sure the problem goes away the hard way. Diplomacy was once used to deal with socially oppressive people like them but somehow I found it to be very ineffective; instead, I often resort to my arsenal of physical and verbal aggressiveness. As notorious I may sound but if it works I wouldn't hesitate to use it. I wouldn't say that diplomacy wouldn't solve the problem but it does not solve the problem as fast as aggression. Just recently, an idiotic fat Indian girl (British born Indian I reckon, judging from her sophisticated appearance and her English slang) thought she could get away by playing me for a fool; what she didn't notice was that she was about to pay a harsh price for messing with the wrong nerd.

It all happened not too long after my Financial Accounting instructor assigned the class with the 2nd term assignment. Seeing that assignments are worth 10% out of the overall course grade, I instilled a lot of dedication and effort into getting the work done as perfect as possible. Shelley, one of my Hong Kong friends who was having the same class with me in Financial Accounting was a brilliant student in the subject considering her outstanding grade she obtained in her previous midterm. Knowing how brilliant she was, I decided to work on the 2nd assignment with her hoping that her help will allow me to achieve high scores for this assignment. Although this assignment was an individual work, the both of us still decided to work together keeping in mind that we were only working together to discuss the key answers. Seeing that we wouldn't want to be involved in any plagiarism as such act has zero tolerance in North America, we reminded each other to word out the answers ourselves. Few days before the assignment's deadline, we completed it without much difficulty and we complimented each other for the pleasure we had working together. Like everyone else, we handed in the assignment on the dateline and we realized that our days of getting pressured by assignments for Financial Accounting were over since that was our very last one. On that night after we handed in our assignments in class, Shelley contacted me online via Windows Messenger saying that she had something important to tell me. She told me that one of our Financial Accounting classmates who was a fat girl from India (who talks to Shelley more than me) contacted her online and requested a copy of her assignment with the excuse of requiring it for future reference and study preparation for the finals. Since Shelley had already erased her copy of the assignment from her computer, she regretfully informed the fat Indian girl that she deleted her assignment. Still persistent, the fat Indian girl asked her for my phone number hoping that I could help her. After Shelley gave her my phone number she informed me, via Windows Messenger to get ready for the fat Indian girl's call. When the fat Indian girl called me, she asked me to send her a copy of my assignment to her with the excuse mentioned earlier on. Worried that she might plagiarized my work that could result in the expulsion of the both of us from university, I told her it was a bad idea for me to send her my work. Instead, I suggested that I can help her with the questions of the assignment she is unsure of; she then convinced me that she already handed in her assignment so I had nothing to worry about. Since she had already handed in her assignment, it was impossible for her to plagiarize my work, therefore I gave her my copy via e-mail.

Shortly after that, I then realized that I did not see her in class that day which meant that she did not hand in her assignment. Immediately, I refer to Shelley about the fat Indian girl's suspicious behavior. Just like me, Shelley felt suspicious about her and she speculated that the fat Indian girl could be lying seeing that she was curious why the fat Indian girl needed our work so badly until the extent of demanding it immediately. The fat Indian girl could have waited since she already handed in her assignment and there's nothing much to refer to seeing that what was on the assignment won't be covered in the final exam thus making it unnecessary to review. Finally we concluded that she was lying about the fact that she handed in her assignment and she could be plagiarizing my work; I then realized what a fool I was for not thinking twice before sending her my assignment. I immediately e-mailed my instructor about what happened and informed her that this fat Indian girl could be plagiarizing my work. On the following morning, I got an e-mail from my instructor saying that she wants to see me personally in her office in the afternoon. During that afternoon, I was at her office and I retold her exactly what happened; my instructor was glad that I brought the matter to her and she told me it was a smart thing to do. She even added that this girl did not turn up for class the day before to hand in her assignment as she was sick. When my instructor informed me that this fat Indian girl called in sick and she did not handed in her work, I was damn pissed as I was played like a fool. My instructor then reminded me not to ever generously give my work to others again; she told me not to worry and she reminded me to be more careful in the future before she dismissed me from her office. Some of my friends whom know her told me that I shouldn't have helped the fat Indian girl with the assignment at all as she was the type of person who loved partying, has no interest in her studies at all and she often skips classes.

It wasn't long before I bumped into the fat Indian girl online a few days later. This time she asked me to update her with what was going on in class as she could not attend class due to her illness. Knowing that she was lying to me again, I confronted her about her lies instead of helping her again. I questioned her furiously regarding the lies she told me a couple of days ago. However, she did not replied as she took me lightly which wasn't any surprise coming from a person socially sophisticated like her; I then warned her not let me catch her plagiarizing my work and like before she did not replied as she was taking me very lightly. A couple of hours later after my Economics class when I returned to my home and logged into Windows Messenger, the fat Indian girl contacted me online justifying herself claiming that she did not plagiarize my work. Knowing that she cannot be trusted, I just assumed she was lying to me and I ignored her messages. Conversely, she continued messaging me and this time it seems that her messages had her fear and anxiety written all over it. It seems she was desperate to reach me which got me very perplexed; a couple of hours ago, she did not replied my messages and she took me very lightly unlike now. She was so desperate to reach me in order to justify her lies until the extend of calling my hand phone countless times; like usual, I ignored her calls. Later on that day in the Financial Accounting class, I did not see that fat Indian girl anymore; I speculated she was skipping class again but I couldn't be bothered about her. At the end of the class, my instructor wanted to talk to me privately; during our private discussion, my instructor told me that I was right about the fact that fat Indian girl tried to plagiarize my work as she found out a lot of similarity between my work and the fat Indian girl's work. She told me that I was smart enough to inform her about the matter or she would have thought I allowed the fat Indian girl to plagiarize which would then mean a lot of serious trouble for me as well. Our discussion reached its climax when my instructor informed me that she notified the fat Indian girl that she was expelled from the course with a failed grade for her dishonest behavior; that explained why the fat Indian girl tried desperately to reach me earlier on and why she was absent that day in class. At the end of our private discussion, she reminded me not to generously give my work to others again.

JJust recently, an idiotic fat Indian girl (British born Indian I reckon, judging from her sophisticated appearance and her English slang) thought she could get away by playing me for a fool; what she didn't notice was that she was about to pay a harsh price for messing with the wrong nerd. As evil as it may sound, I felt good about it as I just showed her the destructive consequences for taking me as a fool. Her foolishness into thinking that I am naive and incapable of something as dangerous like this judging from my appearance led her to the greatest demise a university student could ever experience. Just today we bumped into each other outside my apartment; anger was written all over her face as she eventually figured out I was responsible for her expulsion. Knowing that I couldn't be bothered less, I just walked pass her pretending that I didn't see her. I wasn't bothered by her anger as I noticed she had it coming for herself. If she allowed me to help her instead of plagiarizing my work, this would not have happened.