
Quite some time back, cinema-goers and film buffs were treated to the delightful purr of Hugo Weaving’s voice, under a Guy Fawkes mask, crooning:
Remember, remember, the fifth TWELFTH of November!
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Tuesday (03/11): 1300-1345: Chemistry SL (P1: MCQ)
Tuesday (03/11): 1500-1615: Chemistry SL (P2: FRQ)
Wednesday (04/11): 0800-0900: Chemistry SL (P3: Options)
Thursday (05/11): 1300-1430: Math Studies SL (P1: Short)
Friday (06/11): 0800-0930: Math Studies SL (P2: Long)
Friday (06/11): 1300-1400: Economics HL (P1: Essay)
Friday (06/11): 1500-1600: Economics HL (P2: SAQ)
Monday (09/11): 0800-1000: Economics HL (P3: DRQ)
Monday (09/11): 1300-1400: History HL (P1: DBQ)
Monday (09/11): 1500-1630: History HL (P2: Wars + SPS)
Tuesday (10/11): 0800-1030: History HL (P3: China)
Wednesday (11/11): 1300-1500: English HL (P1: Unseen)
Thursday (12/11): 0800-1000: English HL (P2: Novels)
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My weekend will not be fun. I wonder if my parents are willing to become my coffee/tea/coffee-and-tea slaves for those 3-5 days. I also wonder if the inglorious notion of me, whipping my family into abject slavehood, is another sign that the Moment We Have All Been Waiting For has finally dawned upon us. The two words running through my mind right now are:
International Baccalaureate Insane Bloodlust.
I’ll just leave everything in God’s hands: there’s no better way to do it, I suppose.
yam.