Maybe the idea of a coding competition doesn't sound that exciting to you, but I could already see the story lines going. Clock ticking down, thirty minutes left. You've got one last problem to solve, one last error to correct, and you've got to do it now. You've got to put everything into that one shot, achieve your highest level of problem solving in that moment of pressure, and put it all together to type the code that will lead you to glory, to fame, to the title!.. And I laughed at myself as I always did. How often does real life turn out like that? Oh all the time you know. All - the - time, haha.
I could already feel the nervous excitement building in me waiting for the event to start. Although, I wouldn't be surprised if I was the only one who could say that. We would be competing against 7 (I think it was 7 but maybe it was more) other teams from our school, with the top 2 going on to the grand finals. Some of the people, you could tell, weren't that into the event. Some (like one of my teammates, cough cough) were there just for the food. Most of the others were probably there willing to put in a reasonable effort, you know, do what they could. And then there was me. "We're gonna win this, right?" I said, half joking, half serious. Because I wanted to shoot for first. Not first in our school. First internationally. First in the grand finals. Why aim for less? The way I saw it, if there was even the slightest glimmer of hope that we could reach the top, then why not go for it? Why not give it our all? If in the end you find out you couldn't do it, well then, you couldn't do it, but as long as you believe there's a chance, why not give it everything you've got? And I could see that chance, that glimmer of hope. So I let my anticipation grow as we waited to receive the message that would tell us our mission. Still, I couldn't help but feel that I might have been the only one in the room that was seriously considering the possibility of getting 1st in the grand finals.