Keep Calm and Oh Wait, You're in IB

Every year, aspiring and simple-hearted grade 10 graduates decide to follow the footsteps of their seniors, unaware of the fate that awaits them. First, they will experience lethargy like never before. Bundles of essays and tests will be their best friend. Bald marks and pale skins from excessive-thinking rob their self-esteem. Their social lives and sleep hours snatched away from them at a beat of a drum.

Their saggy eye bags with colors as dark as the night sky bring attention to people and cause them to call the authorities. And I do, solemnly, wish that they did this in order to get the victims some sort of help from some support group or to plead the police to arrest the culprit that is guilty for the heinous tragedy. But most of the time, and by most of the time I mean always, would they call to report what they thought as a zombie apocalypse. [I’ll give a cookie to whoever laughs at this lame joke]

This leaves them wondering, “who am I really?” – loss of identity (Which, is also caused by the so called “Theory of Knowledge” in this dungeon, but we’ll get to that later). Sometimes they would only eat once a day; spending more of their time thinking about ways to escape this well of hell, which replenishes the remaining energy they have left to strive for the next day. But for some – they don’t even get to see the day. They lock themselves in their room day by day by day and skip school just to finish a(n) pile of essays they have left to the last minute.

Brains start crashing and so are laptops. At least, that’s their excuse for not handing in assignments. And for those who decide to cheat the odds in order to obtain sleep or basically, a life, they shall wait for the grief consequence to come. Horror. A daunting report card of bad grades will haunt them relentlessly, causing them to lose any trace of hope they have left. 

All this, only to satisfy the hunger of a villain watching and laughing from the sidelines.

And the name of this villain that causes such cruelty and destruction?

[b]a[l]d marks - p[a]le skins - no self-estee[m] - saggy [e]ye bags - loss of [i]dentity - [b]rains crashing

The IB (International Baccalaureate).

(click the link above if you want to know more about the IB,
even though by now it should be your left hand's job to describe what the IB is)

Hahahaha hold up. I may have exaggerated a bit. The truth is, everyone makes mistakes. And now, it’s time for you to face yours. Kidding again. Relax. You’re doing the right thing.

Nonetheless, guys, trust me. You are probably sick of this saying again and again and again and again, but I’m still just gonna say it anyways because it’s the truth. And I, for one, always speak the truth.

~     It’s all going to be okay     ~

Yes, indeed, little weird baby boy whose picture went viral on the internet because people think you’re so cute! Your IB life WILL get better.

No look, before you dwell in disbelief, I, myself is an IB senior. I get you. I get all the struggles of coping with the work loads and all the sleepless nights. But unlike IB, which I’m happy to inform that it will be over in just less than a couple of years for the juniors out there, your life doesn’t end just like that. So don’t let the next 2 years of struggle bring you down. You will not only survive this, but you will come out as a stronger person.

Graduating seniors are PROOF that you can conquer the IB.

That is, if you are doing it right. In fact, if you feel like you relate to my previous super dramatic storyline, then you, my friend, must be doing something wrong. Now i shan't beat around the bush anymore. Let’s get to the serious topic here. I don’t just write this blog to intimidate you guys psh come on.

As you are taking the IB, we are pretty much brothers and sisters now.

So since I’m also taking the IB which means I have no life, and no job, I’m going to tell you exactly how to survive it.

It’ll only seem impossible if you let it be, guys. 

So buckle up, as I’m going to start with the tips that everyone of us has been longing for: The perfect studying technique to ace your exams. I’ll see you on the next post! 

Oh and, here’s your cookie.

-L