IBfied

Many of us woke up early today, I did at 9 a.m. and have been working ever since, well supposedly at least. I had to go through some tough minutes today and ignore strong distractions such as Thomas the Engine, Caillou, both of which are cartoons that my sister watches, and the most important one, my hunger, which I didn't completely ignore. I was pretty relaxed throughout the day and while doing my essay, I observed what other people were doing about theirs.

First came a friend, who had so many ideas in her small head (literally pretty small) that she could have written her essay pretty easily, but didn't have a clue about how to start her paper.

Then came another friend, who is determined about not doing the Essay and is still trying everything possible to get the heck out of IB and to start a new phase in his life which doesn't, at all, include the Extended Essay. (Maybe a little too short of shortcut, don't u think?).

Then came one of my favorite persons, hm nvm, he was a guy, so not really that important. However, he did call me an "asshold." I didn't say anything back to him, because it sounded pretty cool to me at that moment. Now? It's just a stupid typo.

After working for quite a few hours, came along a pretty freaked out (less freaked out that last night) girl and with almost no help from me, started on her essay. Surprisingly, started on it the day before I thought she would actually start. On the other hand, another person simply said that she doesn't really care about the essay at all and might just turn it in "late or w.e." I guess it takes a lot of heart and a lot of empty space in the head to say that.

Even though the day was shadowed completely by the Extended Essay work, I managed to enjoy myself a little bit through some silly moment with many different, interesting people. One of them included me comparing a dog's glasses to a girl's glasses and telling her how the small face of the "cute" dog reminds me of her small face. She then yelled, "shut up" and all I could do was, "shut up."

This was the Dog

At the moment I have 2,088 words. Hoping to do more today before turning it in tomorrow, I think I'll go get some rest. This pretty long essay has made my eyes hurt to the point where I am being carefull to even move them around.

Today was probably the most I've worked since this summer started, thinking many others did the same, I must say, Good Job! you nerdy, geeky, careless, short, weird, complaining, and predictable IBians.