Grabbing the bull by its horns – I lost my clothes I used for sports at school. Hehe, actually, it happened a month ago. So all this time I did not go to sports, since I could not quite manage to buy me a new one. Ok, one time I just had to visit my darling at the hospital, but other times I did not exactly do what a good student is supposed to do.

But today I was completely fed up with this misery, therefore I was really determined to make a trip around the city and get a new outfit, so I would not fail to pass the tests in basketball. One shop in the other side of the city, counting from my home, there I found a pretty nice pair of shorts. Were a little more expensive I had expected, but therefore not worse. Then another shop, trying to dig up some footwear, but this time I was not so fortunate. All those that were fine, were not my size. Not a single pair of shoes that could fit my feet. This meant another kilometer of biking to another shop. Fortunately, this time I was lucky. Nice.

And then, when we (I was together with my brother) returned home, it was about half past nine. We showed all the things we had found to our parents. Both mom and dad expressed approval for what we had brought home, yet only one fact disturbed me. It was my mom’s question: but why could not you use your previous outfit, the one that is hanging in the hallway?

I can not really understand the hullabaloo the eldest IB form makes. Maybe I have gained a wrong impression about them, but there is nothing I hear about them but missed deadlines, sleepless walking zombies, low grades, ridiculously written papers to be handed in, and other nice things. And all those phrases coming from them, like “Gee, I have three deadlines tomorrow” or “Sheesh, I haven’t slept more than four hours for a month”; I just can not stand the attitude like this. To my mind, missing deadlines and sleepless nights just show that you are not able to plan your time or that you do not exactly have the proper regard towards the load you have chosen. They should be ashamed they have to complain about this, since it is nothing to be proud with. I know that I can not always manage to make absolutely everything right on time, but – hey! – I am not shouting it to everyone. I am also aware of the fact that after writing these lines I will be forced to do everything on time, to avoid criticizing myself in this way. But I am ready for it. I know it will be hard sometimes, but I have chosen it. And those fellows who burst out laughing as I was filling my extended essay proposal form to hand it in before the end of April (not some time in October, yes, I am exaggerating, but whatever) – they really got on my nerves then.

I just feel that then there is no use of having IB if one just “swims through” the whole process. It can be done in the regular forms as well. Speaking frankly, in this way the places for people who might really use this chance to go studying abroad are uselessly filled up. Sadly, I have a prediction, that the same I’ll be able to say about a part of our form when the twelfth grade is over. Nevertheless, I am determined to do my best.