Now if you asked me what I wanted to do, I would be more than happy to give you a big hug and say, "Please take me home. That's all I want to do now. To go home!"
I was completely stressed out. The fact that I am babbling would sufficiently prove how pathetic I was, or at least how lame the situation I was in. Being stuck in a team I did not personally have a liking for was one thing. Getting heads-on and constant clash with a big idiot who claimed himself team leader without any formal consensus from other team members was another thing. The latter was more of a pain. How could there possibly an overconfident person who thought the world was his oyster, and everyone else was his pearl. If only I could be more self-assertive to the point that I could tell to his face what an idiot he was.
That was how I felt when I had a group project during the second year of my high school. The project named “Group 4 project”. It was a project that my partner and I needed to come up with a new idea about how to use and recycle energy. He rejected all my ideas, modified all my researches, and excluded all my work in the project. He did all that merely for the sake of smirking at me at the end and fakingly sympathizing "Jimmy, I'll let you have credit for this and this although you actually don't do it." I took comfort in knowing that at least the professor understood the differences between MY work and HIS. He should have learned his place in the universe.
Moreover, we had to do research on the internet and whoever designed that blah blah blah website would never sympathize with people with slow Internet connection. The entire training web site was slow to load. My TWO PCs both crashed during my exam. I screwed the entire thing up. I got 79% when the passing grade was 80%. I had to retake the training session, which would be another three hrs of eyestrain. I never felt worse.
I was completely stressed out. The fact that I am babbling would sufficiently prove how pathetic I was, or at least how lame the situation I was in. Being stuck in a team I did not personally have a liking for was one thing. Getting heads-on and constant clash with a big idiot who claimed himself team leader without any formal consensus from other team members was another thing. The latter was more of a pain. How could there possibly an overconfident person who thought the world was his oyster, and everyone else was his pearl. If only I could be more self-assertive to the point that I could tell to his face what an idiot he was.
That was how I felt when I had a group project during the second year of my high school. The project named “Group 4 project”. It was a project that my partner and I needed to come up with a new idea about how to use and recycle energy. He rejected all my ideas, modified all my researches, and excluded all my work in the project. He did all that merely for the sake of smirking at me at the end and fakingly sympathizing "Jimmy, I'll let you have credit for this and this although you actually don't do it." I took comfort in knowing that at least the professor understood the differences between MY work and HIS. He should have learned his place in the universe.
Moreover, we had to do research on the internet and whoever designed that blah blah blah website would never sympathize with people with slow Internet connection. The entire training web site was slow to load. My TWO PCs both crashed during my exam. I screwed the entire thing up. I got 79% when the passing grade was 80%. I had to retake the training session, which would be another three hrs of eyestrain. I never felt worse.
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