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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><title>Thoughts from Lucy</title><link>http://lucyroberta.blog.co.uk/</link><atom:link xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://lucyroberta.blog.co.uk/feed/rss2/comments/"/><description></description><language>en-EU</language><generator>MokoFeed</generator><ttl>10</ttl><image><title>Thoughts from Lucy</title><link>http://lucyroberta.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/7d/f3c6eedcf778ae761a1c1942a082e4_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>In response to:International Baccalaureate, most commonly known as hell...</title><link>http://lucyroberta.blog.co.uk/2008/03/04/international-baccalaureate-most-commonl-3816350/#c7760666</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:lucyroberta.blog.co.uk,2008-09-16:/2008/03/04/international-baccalaureate-most-commonl-3816350/#c7760666</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Sep 2008 06:25:01 +0200</pubDate><description>I'm currently supposed to be doing a french dissertation on the causes of World War II, and am so fed up with it that I decided to google 'IB Baccalaureate hell' and came up with this. I totally agree with all your points. I think we all share a love/hate relationship with it. I know I do. I'm getting a great education but I'm so stressed out all the time and sometimes wonder if it really is worth all of this. I almost think the IB has become a person who follows me around everywhere: the constant oppression of knowing that I will take the test at the end of senior year and have the happiest moment of my life or be royally fucked. &lt;br&gt;
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Anyways... now that it's almost eleven and I have to get up at five tomorrow to study for a french test on l'énonciation and le lexique I need to stop procrastinating and finish this essay. &lt;br&gt;
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Good luck with school! Know that you are not alone in your suffering... ^_^&lt;br&gt;
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Rocky</description><comments>http://lucyroberta.blog.co.uk/2008/03/04/international-baccalaureate-most-commonl-3816350/#c7760666</comments></item><item><title>In response to:International Baccalaureate, most commonly known as hell...</title><link>http://lucyroberta.blog.co.uk/2008/03/04/international-baccalaureate-most-commonl-3816350/#c7760665</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:lucyroberta.blog.co.uk,2008-09-16:/2008/03/04/international-baccalaureate-most-commonl-3816350/#c7760665</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Sep 2008 06:24:51 +0200</pubDate><description>I'm currently supposed to be doing a french dissertation on the causes of World War II, and am so fed up with it that I decided to google 'IB Baccalaureate hell' and came up with this. I totally agree with all your points. I think we all share a love/hate relationship with it. I know I do. I'm getting a great education but I'm so stressed out all the time and sometimes wonder if it really is worth all of this. I almost think the IB has become a person who follows me around everywhere: the constant oppression of knowing that I will take the test at the end of senior year and have the happiest moment of my life or be royally fucked. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Anyways... now that it's almost eleven and I have to get up at five tomorrow to study for a french test on l'énonciation and le lexique I need to stop procrastinating and finish this essay. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Good luck with school! Know that you are not alone in your suffering... ^_^&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Rocky</description><comments>http://lucyroberta.blog.co.uk/2008/03/04/international-baccalaureate-most-commonl-3816350/#c7760665</comments></item><item><title>In response to:Blogs..</title><link>http://lucyroberta.blog.co.uk/2008/01/31/blogs~3661876/#c5922912</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:lucyroberta.blog.co.uk,2008-02-01:/2008/01/31/blogs~3661876/#c5922912</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Feb 2008 10:39:38 +0100</pubDate><description>Hi what you wrote in that post is all true i started writing a blog to let off steam, because i am going through rough times so blogging is a very realising thing to do...and i understand by people not judging u thats what i was worried about when i joined here people would judge me for what i had to say&lt;br&gt;
Lillie-May</description><comments>http://lucyroberta.blog.co.uk/2008/01/31/blogs~3661876/#c5922912</comments></item><item><title>In response to:Blogs..</title><link>http://lucyroberta.blog.co.uk/2008/01/31/blogs~3661876/#c5921466</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:lucyroberta.blog.co.uk,2008-02-01:/2008/01/31/blogs~3661876/#c5921466</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 Feb 2008 07:00:27 +0100</pubDate><description>Yep, there's a whole lot of benefits to blogging. I've written about all sorts of things I hardly ever mention to folk in the real world. It's very cathartic. Oh, and fun! :) James.</description><comments>http://lucyroberta.blog.co.uk/2008/01/31/blogs~3661876/#c5921466</comments></item></channel></rss>
