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writing a lab write up about sugar solubility in coffee at reverse noon while off the shits on inhumane amounts of caffeine
After school run today. The original plan was to run early this morning, but the fog was so heavy and it was so damp that I decided to hold off. I only had an hour and a half at home between school and when I had to go back for 8th Grad Parent Night, but I squeezed that and dinner and coffee in anyway.
As much as I’m glad I got a run in, I’m so tired now (even after an espresso drink at 6:30pm) that when I took a shower before I went back to school, I tried to wash my face with conditioner by accident. 🤦🏻♀️
Parent Night was good but I’m extremely people out now. It would have been super helpful to have our other coordinator there too, but since it wasn’t required, she didn’t come. So. That was fun. I answered so many questions. Now I need to sleep for like 16 hours (or 9, I guess).
Taking the IB:
3% learning, fascinating history, writing, internal assessments
97% crying, screaming, crying about why you’re crying, stressed out and caffeinated.
ya girl got accepted into ib !!
IB things
You start analyzing random books, song lyrics, and street signs.
IB things
Finishing IB is like coming home from war. You have been away for two years fighting battles, being ambushed by prep, preparing plans to destroy a history essay at dawn the next moring... But then you go home and the world has changed, people have changed and you feel almost out of place... It is fun because you know you came out of it alive, but ultimately the end of IB is a huge anti-climax.... your body is used to all the stress taken in 2 years and suddenly it is all gone...what to do?
Welp, doing my Extended Essay and im SO done... i just want to do something fun, and yet im stuck writing a 1000 word introduction after having slept for abt 5 hours 💫💫
I love IB sm
aaaaaa i have to present an analyze a poem tomorrow and my assigned poem is basically “if she breathes she’s a thot” DAMN YOU JOHN DONNE