I know many on my f-list will go running for the hills with this post. Those who have joined it during or after June 2005 will not really understand this post. Anyways, when I finished the IB Program I meant to go and leave and defriend ibscrewed. I mean, I only ever used that community for help once (and they weren't very helpful) and being an IB graduate I really don't have a use for it anymore (granted, the only thing I hate as much as idiots gathered together is a bunch of snooty students who think they're all brilliant gathered together). But I'm rather lazy with these sort of things so there it is... still on my friends list.

Anyway, someone made a post wishing everyone good luck with exams because the first exams for May begin in the first time zones soon or something. It just made me reminice on it all (however you spell that). Looking back at my entries from May 2005 I see a pattern of "fuck fuck fuck" and "I am so screwed" and, "My brain hurts so much from studying!" It was a month of misery, from migraine headaches from overloading yourself with Biology, followed by the aggrivating disappointment of completely fucking up the second paper. Add into that two days back to back of exhaustive paper-writing with HL History 1 and 2 on one day, followed by HL History 3 and HL Biology 1 and 2 the next. Throw into the mix three mental breakdowns, the last occuring when my father gave me a CHOCOLATE BAR and I'm sure I was just so wonderful to be around.

But there's something odd about mutual suffering. I think I felt maybe the closest to my friends during that time. We were rhyming off facts to one another in study sessions, conversing both online and offline only in French to prepare for that exam. And the overwhelming feeling of relief and joy that washed over me was like a drug high (and maybe it was with all the caffiene and nerves that had been running all over the place). In that moment, I was on top of the world! As my entry said,

My brain must be having the party of its life because my head is SPLITTING. Maybe it's the no sleep, two exams, lots of sunshine, walking around that's hit me.

I like the partying brain idea better.

As such though, I can't rant here about how awesome it feels to be done high school and done IB and lived to tell many tales in the years to come.

Maybe in a few days.

The mental exhaustion was like no other, but so was was the feeling of relief, accomplishment, and success. And with that, I know I said when I got my diploma that it was the end of a chapter in my life (or an entire book as alex thought), but it's May - it's the month of IB. And as much as I'm INCREDIBLY happy that it's over, May still has some very special memories.