I did the International Baccalaureate. That's two years of very very hard work. It nearly killed me. My mental state will probably never be the same. Now I know that anything I did during those two years will probably be the dullest of imaginable dull things to anyone else, but I need to feel like they weren't completely futile.
So here, here is a selection of the
dullest of the dull.
Death: A Comparison of Western
and Eastern Attitudes and Rituals
WORLD LITERATURE
Antigone and The
Waiting Years ~ A Study of Authentic versus Inauthentic Consciousness
THEORY OF KNOWLEDGE
What is Truth?
