today after my last english strand 1 lesson, while having breakfast in the SAC, patrick, daryl, joash and i were identifying who were the ppl who were from our primary schools and still saw around the corridors of the IB block.
by a mile, i have a feeling my classmates from the first 6.9 in js probably have the highest concentration of members still in IB now.
in the second 6.9 here in IB, there are already me, chunwui, nic and matthew.
the rest of wednesday went by quickly, much of it spent laughing at the hilarious stuff written on the yearbook comments.
academically, the last few history, math and econs lessons passed by seamlessly, though the pace of my studying really took off after the PSC talk and lunch with mel/gen in the SAC.
the three of us, plus gerald and patrick, stayed back at the pond benches till the lights dimmed and mel left, and then we went for dinner at Broadway.
the rest of the night until 10-ish, we studied in the Debate Room, and i more or less exhausted all of my Calculus capacity, and am glad to report that i'm a few questions away from ending this rather unnervingly difficult set of 10 worksheets.
added to that, i was shocked to find that, in my math stupor, i couldn't think of any novel reasons for the recent upward trend in the prices of commodities and metals.
surprisingly, though, i felt oddly energized by the stuff i didn't know, or at least couldn't figure out offhand, because it alerted me to the challenge for ever further learning, which is all too applicable in the IB course.
leaving school when the lights were all out, i met lucy still hard at work, and it really occurred to me that the exam season is without a doubt upon us, enveloping all in my level in its all too familiar embrace.
my post this evening may not be entirely coherent, and this is largely because i'm listening to Hillary Clinton's Democratic National Convention speech as i type.
"The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pantsuits" indeed.
