IB Pickup Line of the Day:You’re like a catalyst to my reaction; you just turn me on.
The empty printer cartridges and sheafs of paper speak for themselves. IB Stressed, and so is my printer. Sadism has manifested itself in The Teachers.
I look at my assignment book. There are 8 papers (!!) assigned for this week, one of which is vital to my Language A1 grade. Freakout ensues. OMGWTFPHAILURE. Familiar thoughts run through my head: I should have done this and that paper a week ago; why do I leave everything for the last minute??
I tell myself, this is your destiny. This is your life. You chose to sacrifice sleep for the excitement of an all-nighter, the thrill of completing a big assignment due within hours. You live for those 48-hour days, not a wink of sleep fit into those hours.
But then, says I to myself, why do I do this to myself? Why do I insist upon inflicting severe mental and physical damage to my health? Do I not already know that eventually, this sleep deprivation will catch up on me?
Lack of sleep entails many bad consequences to one’s health. But to an IB Student, what is sleep but a luxury? What is sleep but that Sacred Thing that Normal People have and that which IB Students occasionally get?
The truth is out there (and not just in the X-Files). The headlines blare: Sleep deprivation is a pandemic. The experts say: Sleep deprivation is not uncommon among academicians, whether one is a diligent pre-med/pre-law student, a dedicated scholar, a passionate professor, or a college student. An addendum to that, I think, should be “IB Students.” But you knew that.
fafa said
hey, i know how did you felt..lucky to know that i am not the only one suffered from this course..
Dante Mochizuki said
I am Weak.
Toiling away at my desk, filing through assignments I should have done when they were assigned. Yet I chose to wait till the last minute. I didnt want to. Its just that the assignment was assigned three weeks ago, and I figured three weeks is 504 hours, plenty of time to do this assignment. But then I blink. Its 6 pm the assignment is due tommorow. Big deal. its 6 pm after all. I’ll pull an all nighter and finish by 6 am. A clean 12 hours. plenty of time to do this assignment. The time jets forward though! as if some knucklehead decided minutes and seconds should trade places… its 11 pm now, I’ve started.. but I’m no where near done, thats when it happens. Sleep feels my weakness. ALl my energy has been devoted to this assignment, and Sleep feels this is the perfect oppurtunity to sabotage me!, creeping closely behind me holding my eye lids down longer with each blink, making everything in the room seem to bright, tempting me to blink more often, Sleep starts whispering in my ear, ‘You can finish this later, you’ve gotten such a good head start, this should take no longer than five minutes when you wake up you’ll be fresh and ready to go!’ and because I am weak.
I sleep.
IB girl lost in the world of IB said
I find this to be very funny and very true. This is why…Today whie talking to one of my teachers, he tells me that I am not the only person that feels like I am going to crack under the IB hammer. He tells me that students in IB all around the world feel this way. I didnt believe it so I go on google and type in ib student blogs. I 100% believe sleep is merely a luxury now. HaHaHa! Well gotta get back to work.Yup, this is one of my all nighter nights!
Ems said
And to think that during this weekend I dared to complain about sleeping only 8 hours and going aaaaaaallll day long preparing for two exams in maths [HL], one in physics [thank god SL], writing essays, repeating what was meant to be repeated for one week ago and… well, you know what I mean.
I didn’t finish the project for visual arts but “fortunately” I wasn’t killed by a teacher cause in the morning I just happily fainted, when brushing my teeth. And so, I arrived at school for the forth lesson [soo lucky, today I had only 8 hours!] Well done, Ems, I would say.
Take care!