100th post.

plus minus, this should be precisely the 100th post.
wow, she has a blog for quite a while already eh?

with age comes wisdom
and I do hope it will come, sooner or later it doesn't matter.


the finals are 42 days from this very moment.
which means the IB days are almost over.
we survived almost 2 years, alive!

and perhaps gaining something valuable from this two years.

(this is not a goodbye post, as I'm sure I'll be writing like this on the final day in college.)

so how do we think of IB after experiencing two years of it?

"IB isn't so bad once you get used to it. I no longer suffer from insanity... I enjoy every minute of it!"

"IB is like vegetables. You don't like it but it's good for you in the long run."

"You guys are data bulimics. You just swallow it and then spew it out for the test. It's disgusting."

"I want to commit suicide, but I'm too busy doing the IB."

"Seven, 7, VII used to be such a simple number, and now, the very idea sends chills down spines."

Some quotes I found on The Nerd Archive.
Although they happened to be true to some, but I believe IB is not that bad after all.

"IB, I'm Better."

p/s: Second-years, good luck for the finals! May Allah gives us strength to fuel up for our final lap. =)