SMILE LIKE YOU MEAN IT
OMG...today MIGHT have been the best day of my life...I don't know...I have alot of those....but this one is definately Up There. Seriously...everybody in physics should be jumping up and down...because I made this the happiest day of all of your lives too!!! Apart from random people accusing me of calling other random people vulgar names...this day has been AMAZING! January 29th has not been besmirched with any cries of "I WANT TO FUCKING SHOOT MYSELF" except in the context of "I AM SO HAPPY I MIGHT SHOOT MYSELF IN THE FACE".....seriously. You know you're in IB when you're saying that you will shoot yourself because if someone handed a gun to you...YOU MIGHT JUST KILL YOURSELF ON ACCIDENT. Surprisingly, this past week has taught me LOADS about how much IB influences my life to be so very...IB-ish
I'm crazy when I'm happy....don't mind meee
You know that you're in IB when you say that you want to shoot yourself because you are SO HAPPY.
When you can't see your desk because it's so messy...not because desks a innately like that...but because that is where you have spent the past 56 hours eating/sleeping/aiming/procrastinating/clipping your toenails/banging your head against the wall/staring into space/sometimes studying.
When, after freaking out in your HL math teacher's classroom for eight hours, she invites you to a study session at her house...because youa re best friends with her daughter.
When you know exactly where you math teacher lives.
When you are late to the math study session because you skipped dinner to go to an HPA review session at Desert Ridge.
When you steal fortune cookies from Panda Express in exchange for a chance to study with the greats.
When, after you are asked if you want pie with the studying, you immediately think: π instead of :
When, while looking at cubic functions, someone mentions that the cubic looks like a snake...and it turns into an elaborate joke about SNAKES ON A PLANE!!
When you find Asian babies unreasonably funny. (sprockets, wtf??)
i ♥ IB fo sho
I'm crazy when I'm happy....don't mind meee
You know that you're in IB when you say that you want to shoot yourself because you are SO HAPPY.
When you can't see your desk because it's so messy...not because desks a innately like that...but because that is where you have spent the past 56 hours eating/sleeping/aiming/procrastinating/clipping your toenails/banging your head against the wall/staring into space/sometimes studying.
When, after freaking out in your HL math teacher's classroom for eight hours, she invites you to a study session at her house...because youa re best friends with her daughter.
When you know exactly where you math teacher lives.
When you are late to the math study session because you skipped dinner to go to an HPA review session at Desert Ridge.
When you steal fortune cookies from Panda Express in exchange for a chance to study with the greats.
When, after you are asked if you want pie with the studying, you immediately think: π instead of :
When, while looking at cubic functions, someone mentions that the cubic looks like a snake...and it turns into an elaborate joke about SNAKES ON A PLANE!!
When you find Asian babies unreasonably funny. (sprockets, wtf??)
i ♥ IB fo sho