Two years ago i received my first history assignment when i began my Elective. We were supposed to design the cover and back pages of the history jotter book. I remember spending hours on it. I designed it like a specimen of newspapers from the Japanese occupation. So I did research from the net and from my lower secondary textbooks, and i wrote 5 long kickass articles on it, googled and printed pictures from the 1940s. I did all i could to make it look like a specimen newspaper from the jap occ, i lit a candle at around 1 am and burnt the edges of the papers and the middle to make it look old. Then i wrapped it in PVC. I went to sleep at 3am a very happy history elective student even though i had other homework incomplete.
The next day I woke up at 6am went to school and i found out that my classmates just printed stuff from the internet and pasted it on top. It dawned on me that I could have taken it less seriously. Nonetheless I was proud of my work.
About three days later we were graded. I found out that some of my classmates got full marks even when it was obvious that they didn't put in as much effort as I did. So i expected a 10/10 too because I probably worked thrice as hard as they did, and i think my work showed it. I admit i was a tad arrogant.
Turned out i got a 7/10.
What the fuck? I immediately sian diao. Why am i not rewarded? My first elective assignment taught me that hard work is overrated. From that day onwards, i hesitate to give my all for whatever assignment.
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