so the other day I was putting the dishes away and cleaning and stuff and I suddenly thought to myself "ugh no one ever helps out around the house." then I stopped because that is the exact thing my mother says.
I'm also surprisingly sad that the IB banquet is over. The teachers at least seemed sincere. Felt out of place, like usual, but it doesn't really matter anymore. I'm glad I can say that.
One more week of in studio classes. One more full week of school. One more exam. Then it's really over.