i arrived in school later than normal, so instead of going to class to drop my stuff, i spent the first few minutes of my day chatting with yewjin.
after the suffocating econs lessons (nothing's changed since i've been away it appears), we had a history practical, in which our tutor found that it behooved him to play a YouTube video about a Vietnam War rap/song/whatever TWICE.
the lesson was however salvaged because he played an interview with Robert McNamara, and it was far and wide the best DVD he's shown, and i was actually left wanting to see more.
i went for a break during the 20minute break instead of the long 80minute one, and headed for more chem dreariness with ms. primary (pronounced prembree) halogenoalkane.
we were released slightly earlier, so i had slightly more time than expected to go though IOC stuff, but i spent the first half of that free time chatting to Ron about many an important issue, most pertinent of which being the proposed trip back to Bintan as a class for one last hurrah immediately following the IB exams.
english strand 1 was an admin whirlwind, and we finally saw off our World Lit assignments for the final time, and i quite enjoyed the last pep talk before the IOCs this friday, if only because it got me in the right frame of mind again. studying too long without a perk-me-up can be really fatiguing.
strand 2 was with a substitute who returns to the school after years away working on her PhD, and i'm quite looking forward to the next lesson on thursday (otherwise known as the Day before the IOC)
math was slightly delayed as my tutor was late coming to class, which meant i had some time to chat with daryl/genhuong before going back in to slog away at the rest of my calculus worksheets.
post-school, the group that stayed back to do IOC was larger than usual, with daryl/patrick/gerald/mel/songyeong/mong, and we had a rather animated session about that poem about a wall, and left right after 'cos few of us could stay longer.
the agenda for tomorrow is Lear 19/20, and The Wood Pile.
i have a large chunk of free-ness in the morning all the way up to math, so i think i'll do a little Angelou or something.
