Well, my group project hit a snag less than 24 hours before the submission deadline. I was proof-reading with an American girl, jokingly arguing over centre/center and other such silliness to keep us entertained as we went. Then I said
"Read the first sentence of this paragraph... What's the first thing you think".
Her: "Nothing? It's a good sentence?"
Me: "Yes..."
*Googles*
Her: "..." *sigh* "no..."
In total, about 4000 words of our 16000 word report were plagiarised. Whole paragraphs at a time lifted straight off the internet, just a quick Google away. That led to me getting no sleep at all on Thursday night as I tried to identify what sections were plagiarised, chasing up the culprits and trying in vain to get them to resubmit something I'd actually be willing to have my name associated with, on top of getting the last of the work that I'd actually
intended to do done. I have never been so angry in my life. Reported them to the uni, got advice from the School misconduct officer, then eventually got everything submitted by 1pm yesterday. From then it was back to my flat by 1:30pm for a shower and a change of clothes (at this point I'd been up for 30 hours straight and felt just a little bit skanky), then met up with everyone at the Union at 2:30pm to celebrate the fact that, despite all the setbacks and frustrations, we had actually finished all we had to finish this semester.
Much joviality, drinking and cookie baking ensued, before I headed back to my flat at about 10:30pm, in bed by 11pm, at which point I caught up on a very welcome 14 hours of sleep.
I need a holiday. Thankfully I'm now getting one