My life is splitting more and more into two parts: the school part and the non-school part. I guess this dichotomy has always existed... but never before have the two halves been so separated. It's rather fascinating.
School is... school. I get by, barely making A's in most of my classes, but sort of existing in chaos: working at lunch and before school (or not), and turning things in late and not making up work but somehow getting things in eventually, saving myself just before they can revoke my IB diploma every time. I get worse and worse every year as I figure out just how much the system lets me get away with. I can tell you, I'm not the IB office's favorite student. Which is why I try never to go in there. 
Yet, at the same time, outside of the realm of academia, I'm having the time of my life. It's strange how much I can separate myself from my work, at least to a point. I think a lot of people struggle with that, and I don't know whether I admire them for it or pity them. Both, probably. They work harder than I ever could, and do a better job, and yet... I don't envy them. Volleyball practice, and constant snacking, and taking too many showers just to enjoy my new soaps, and doing fun stuff after school, and talking online until midnight every night... just rocks!
Hey, I have an IB diploma. Are you still in high school? Hang in there. I remember those days.
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