Crap... 10 years after I leave the school, my secondary school decides that they want to free some students from the narrow confines of the Cambridge system, and to let them explore the more liberal (and more rigorous!) IB system.
I've said this several times before, and I'll say it again: I was born too early.
On the other hand, I was born a little too late for D. :) I sometimes think that if I'd met him earlier, we would both be better off - as it is, we both have to deal with the baggage from earlier relationships.
Oh well, c'est la vie. At least I have him, no? :)
