On the first day of my senior year in high school, my English teacher told us that over the over the course of the year, we would be writing a ten page research paper. She explained to us that for the first couple months of the semester we would be required to read and annotate a book that was written by an British author. Not just any book though, it had to be from the list posted on her website. After we had finished the book we would begin planning out our papers. By the time she had finished giving us the details of the project, the class had just about ended. The bell rang and I left my first class of the year thinking to myself, I really do not want to write this paper. After the two months had passed and everyone in the class had finished up with their respective books, my teacher gave us the timeline of due dates pertaining to the project. From about November until March we would be gathering all of the information that we would later write about. This consisted of a multitude of different things. The first thing that I did was decide what my argument would be about and how I would back it up. Once I had figured this out, I had to search through the library databases to find 12 academic articles, twelve that could help my argument and two that are possible counter arguments. This was extremely hard to do since my argument was fairly obscure. Nevertheless, I completed this on time. After this I spent about a month picking and choosing what I would use from each article. Once this was done it was time to actually start writing the paper. Up until this point I had been succeeding in the project, having been confident in work and having had turned it all in on time. Throughout my whole life, I have never really enjoyed writing. Because of this, whenever I had an assignment that had an essay involved, I would usually procrastinate until the last minute to complete it. I hate to admit it but this is exactly what I ended up doing for this project also. I did not mind the work when it was just coming up with ideas and researching them, instead my disdain for the project grew when it was time to actually express those ideas. For about a month and a half I basically left my paper alone, choosing to complete the entire thing during the last month of school. Even though this was probably the hardest I have had to work on a paper, I ended up getting a B on the project, which in my opinion was a fair grade. I would also say that I was successful in this project. Obviously I could have done better If I had tried harder and spent more time on it, in the end though, I was satisfied with the B. If I am being honest, the main reason why I did as well as I did is that my teacher helped me throughout the whole process. She did this through a couple of different ways. The most important one, most likely the reason why I passed, is the fact that she would consistently give us time in class to work on the project with her.