Normally I abstain from group projects, but one day at school I was introduced to one that I could not put down. The topics fascinated me, as well as all my friends, and kept me endlessly busy.
It worked its way through my entire life.
I poured hour upon hours into this project. It was my heart and soul. I would go over it constantly, stay awake at night thinking on it, and it wound it’s way into almost all my conversations I was having. However, there was a downside. …show more content…
It warded me off for about ten minutes before I eagerly jumped back in. What could go wrong? I thought. What’s the worst that could happen?
Then I got my group and it felt as if my heart landed in my shoes. I knew one person, for which I was increasingly thankful, but the others I had little to no knowledge of their work ethic, how seriously they took the project, as well as their dedication. Truly, it was like my worst nightmare come to life.
But instead of letting it get me down and out forever, I let it get to me for a day. Then I bounced back. These were the cards I was dealt, and I was going to play them to the best of my ability.
My strategy seemed to work, at least for a while. I stayed on top of my two strangers-turned-partners. They seemed to pan out as time went by, and it looked like I had avoided my problems. This was not a nightmare, just a dream that I had to fix.
Finally, came the time when we were called to present. All our research was there. The hours, the tears, my world was being called upon for everyone to