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- This refers to eating nutrient-rich, low-fat meals.
- chief(a): most important element; "the chief aim of living"; "the main doors were of solid glass"; "the principal rivers of America"; "the principal example"; "policemen were primary targets"; "the master bedroom"; "a master switch"
- be or become completely proficient or skilled in; "She mastered Japanese in less than two years"
- Acquire complete knowledge or skill in (an accomplishment, technique, or art)
- Gain control of; overcome
- maestro: an artist of consummate skill; "a master of the violin"; "one of the old masters"
- Make a master copy of (a movie or record)
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You know you're in IB when . . . 50/365
Today was such an anticlimax: I handed in my final piece of IB work (my CAS sheets) in the dining hall at lunch to my CAS coordinator and then had to hurry off to my extra Spanish lessons. Now I kinda have nothing to do tonight. Well, theoretically I have theatre work to do but it's not due in til tomorrow, so I don't have anything immediate to do.
I was supposed to be at a singing competition tonight, but due to my work this week I haven't been able to make it to a single rehearsal this week so I dropped out. I really wanted this girl Afra to win - she's amazing, but she came third. A boy called Henry from our school got first - he's really good. One girl in our choir called Daisy is overrated but good. She sings sharp practically all the time but she's so young so I hope she did well.
Anyway, here is the super long list of IB things that probably only Hannah will understand but if you bother to read it you'll have an understanding of what the last year and a half has been like for me.
You know you're in IB when:
A good night's sleep is 5 hours.
16 + 2 = ... wait, let me get my graphing calculator!
You write notes in English classes partly in Spanish.
You're disappointed when you only get 100% on a test.
You relax vicariously through your non-IB friends
Your backpack is heavier than you are.
You realize that something is missing when your backpack feels too light.
You attempt to do your extended essay on Disney.
You write essays and give them to other people to analyze for you because you don't understand them.
You forget the meaning of the words "free time" yet remember the meaning of "literary analysis"
You have theological discussions at parties (I actually did at Hannah’s birthday party with the two other Oxford applicants)
Whenever you're watching a movie you find all the motifs and themes ... without trying.
You go to bed at 3 AM and think, "Oh, it's an early night!"
Your favorite saying is "If I get a hundred on every test for the rest of the year ..."
Social life? What's that?
It's okay to fail, so long as you are not alone.
You frequently catch yourself saying "What?? We had homework??"
While writing a TOK paper, you begin to actually understand the material.
You and Reality file for divorce.
You play games with school supplies. (Hannah has photographic evidence of this.)
You manage to complete a semesters worth of homework the day before the term ends. You finish your extended essay shortly after midnight. Your smile of satisfaction fades when you remember to start on your World Lit paper.
You've sold your soul … and have to wait 2 years to get it back.
Desperate to fill up your CAS hours, you claim walking your dog as "activity", and your teacher approves it. .
You don't really cheat - you just happen to have the answers written on your arm.
Your books weigh more than you do.
You consider giving up going to the bathroom permanently to give you more time to study.
It's essential to learn to live with occasional failures.
You actually worry about the 105% you have in English.
You find that you overreact when you get 2 points marked off on your homework.
You find that you spend more time sleeping in class than at home.
You are 17 but can't drive.
Your list of excuses for not doing your homework is the length of Anna Karenina.
You exceed the 4200 word limit on the Extended Essay (by over 1000 words).
It takes more than one trip to carry the books you need between your car and your locker.
You carry around Spanish vocab flash cards to whip out in your free time.
When you are home ill, you can't help but wonder what work you're missing and what your homework is.
When you're watching TV, you feel guilty because not all of your homework is done.
You actually believe "mental health days" are excused absences. (Yes, yes, yes)
Breakfast?! What's that?
The bags under your eyes are heavier than the ones carrying your textbooks.
You always seem to have one continuous headache. .
You find yourself thinking "Without stress my life would be empty."
You can count the number of hours you sleep each week on one hand.
You clean up your room and find a bed.
You wonder about things like what would happen if your car traveled at the speed of light and you turned your lights on.
Everything you know about sex, you learned from the English reading list.
You've mastered the art of procrastination so well that your research paper finishes printing just seconds before you have to leave for school.
You feel guilty if you go more than a week without homework or some form of schooling.
You make a date to do homework together and you actually do.
It rains and you place the umbrella over your book instead of yourself.
You know how to spell "Baccalaureate".
You skip school to do homework.
Someone tells you to relax and you go into spasms - "Relax? RELAX?!?"
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kolada's face at the kennel
I snapped this shot of Kolada on Friday when we boarded the dogs so we could take a trip up to Massachusetts. Because we have so many relatives out of state, we board the dogs pretty frequently, so it isn't exactly a new experience for them. Taking this into account, I was shocked by how resistant they were on Friday. In the past, they've always been almost nonchalant about the whole ordeal, following the kennel-hand into the back willingly as soon as she took their leashes. In December, when Kolada had to be boarded alone, she was acting a little shy, sticking close to me until her leash was taken and then being somewhat reluctant to follow the kennel-hand. I attributed this to a change in our routine. Previously, it had been the three dogs all going in together, with the comfort of each other, almost seeming to face it as an adventure. But by this time, Ebony had died and Shelby was coming to New York with us instead of being boarded. It was just Kolada alone, so I felt like this might have been the reason for her change in behavior.
Friday was unusual. As soon as walked in the door, the dogs were showing signs of anxiety. Kolada stuck close by me, hiding behind me a lot of the time, and Shelby wouldn't step away from the door. We had a bit of a wait, because the kennel-hand was busy feeding all the other dogs in the runs, which made things a little more painful because these dogs have mastered the art of the guilt trip. Shelby whined and started shaking, and Kolada remained glued to my side, staring mournfully at the door.
When the kennel-hand appeared, Kolada greeted her with enthusiasm because she's quite familiar with her by now, then retreated to my side. When she took her leash, Kolada initially seemed willing to follow but upon realizing she was being taken back to the runs, immediately turned and lunged back toward me, which was so desperate and dramatic that I had to laugh. She was pulled away, and all the while seemed to be saying, "No! Mom! Don't let them take me!"
I felt bad, and was really puzzled by the sudden change. I'm sure it's not a very fun time. Apart from the fact that she knows it means we will be seperated for a few nights, it probably isn't too comfortable. The runs don't look all that much different from those in an animal shelter. And there are dogs on either side of her, constantly being aroused and barking maniacally at the slightest sound. It's probably frustrating to see another dog across from you and not being able to interact with it. And on top of that, Kolada is an active dog who enjoys her daily walks, so it's probably pretty boring for her.
I pick the dogs up tomorrow. After this last stay, I'm not sure I want to board them anymore, but I don't have many other options. It's always been convenient, and I felt safe leaving them there, assured that they were being treated well and trusting the staff, who are very knowledgable about dogs and their care. But I really didn't like my dogs' reactions this time; it was a little upsetting. I'm not that big a fan of having to board them to begin with, but I also need to keep in touch with my family, so I had to weigh the pros and cons. The diet is a bit of a problem, but it's more a nuisance than anything else. Kolada and Shelby are used to raw feeding, and the kennel feeds kibble, so they always come back bloated, with horrible breath, dull coats, and for the next few days they produce huge, soft, rancid stools that are impossible to clean without gagging at least five times. They also require vaccinations of kennel cough and distemper, which I'm not a fan of, but my dogs haven't been vaccinated since 2007 and they haven't approached me about it; they're possibly being lenient because of how frequently I board with them. Additionally, every time I pick up the pooches, they smell like stinky kennel dogs! Even after they've been bathed during their stay, I end up having to bathe them as soon as we get home.
It seems like the cons are outweighing the pros, but there ARE pros! I've always felt better leaving the dogs with professionals, because of all the people I know, I honestly don't trust anyone to watch my dogs. I can be a little paranoid when it comes to the safety of my pets, and I just have visions of something going wrong. Even the smallest things, like the dogs having to wait too long to be allowed to go to the bathroom, and being forced to hold it and be uncomfortable. And then there's the whole feeding ordeal. It's different from just scooping some kibble into a bowl, and it feels burdensome to ask someone to raw-feed for me when they're just not into it.
So, it's not a perfect situation. I'm going to have to look into alternatives, because Shelby and Kolada are due to be boarded again for a week in June. I don't want to have to put them through this again if it really stresses them out so much. I'm sure they won't be happy with no matter what I decide, because I'm sure a lot of this anxiety was due
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