Friday, November 13, 2009
When I was in grade nine, I had Social with Alanna Gill and Cheryl Oates. They were my only friends in the class. But the second our grade nine teacher called out group work, Alanna and I would race to make eye contact with Cheryl first. The tension would run thick as we tried to settle out who would go with who. Neither of us wanted to be the odd man out. Because that was the ultimate social slap in the face. And everyone else in class had the perfect "group buddy"... but Alanna and I... nope we had to compete for our group buddy. It was hideous. The most wretched feeling ever. Its like some cruel popularity contest, waiting to get picked for teams. I've always hated group assignments for that. Cause finding partners is just awkward. Stupid groups. I try to avoid group assignments at all cost. Cause I hate the feeling of waiting and hoping someone wants to be your partner. And the rejection when you ask someone and they give you the look (ya know, of ultimate pity) and they try to break it to you nicely they already have a group. While secretly they are SO happy they arent you. Its hideous. I guess I ought to learn to campaign better. Be more on the ball. But I never am. Mmm.. I'm feeling all grade nine teenage-angsty. We have to do groups for next semester. Groups. Bain of my existence. I'd rather work alone.