Quantity VS Quality

This is what happens when i'm grouped with people who believes in Quantity over Quality.
i can totally understand why Men prefer Quantity over Quality. (take a look at Tiger Woods, John Terry and Jack Neo)
take for example big knockers, doesn't matter if it's sagging like a 60 year old's. doesn't matter if it has huge ugly nip. doesn't matter even if it's fake. all that matters is the size, the quantity.

So... the only guy in my group actually thinks that he can blow the lecturer over with a huge word count for our assignment, which i highly doubt so.
the most irritating thing is, he rephrases my words which hold the total same meanings and then paste them right back on the same slide. what's the point in doing so? nnb.
i.e. "cutting down the cost of manpower" was rephrased to "without hiring extra staff."
errr... hello, kindly speak / type in HR terms?!?!

My Dad's been making life difficult for me by hogging the desktop.
the one and only time i sat down before the computer to get my assignments done, he had to stand beside me the whole time i was on the computer just to rush me. in between, he got impatient a few times and went into the room slamming the door behind him. apparently, he kept rushing me just cos he has got nothing else to do / he wants to check the football results.
i don't know how he can bring himself to act this way when he already knows that i'm schooling, at my own expenses.

See... at first they were so supportive, so willing to help.
but when school commences, they're the first to turn their backs on me for nonsensical reasons.
wanting me to focus on my studies and not take up a part time job, yet wanting me to survive on my own at the same time.
their endless contradiction is confusing me.


Patience is wearing thin, i don't know how i'm supposed to live a life like this for the next 1.5 year.