I very nearly punched my supervisor the face again this week (what is it with exams that bring out the foréigean in people?). “Ohohohoho Stately Examinatory Committitorium, you wily old devil,” I’d chuckle to the GIANT ROBOTIC HARP OF EVIL that runs SEC as we swirl our cognac in large glasses beside the fire if [...]
(Note: Ordinary level Maths being discussed here) Yes, pure gammy. I have done every single exam paper from 2009 back over and over again, yet somehow they manage to pull the most obscure weird little summies out of nowhere. Let me see: Q1: I have completely forgotton how to do scientific notation or whatever. I [...]
(Note on title: I’m aware that it sounds like it could have been thought up by mid-naughties emo band. hXc) To elabourate on the title, I did actually cry during the craftwork exam. I can’t believe I’m telling you this, but as it is a blog about the Leaving Cert and the craftwork exam comes [...]
So then eight weeks and its all over, eight weeks? Thats it.A nice round two months and you’ll never have to say pardon madame, je ne comprends pas la question. Seems like yesterday I was walking the crowded hallways for the first time. I’ll be honest I’ve never been much of a worker and I’ve [...]
It’s the day of the French oral. I wait patiently in a small room, feeling confident. I am called into the examination chamber (I was going to just call it a room but chamber sounds nice and fancy) and, strangely, there are quite a few people in there. I am confused. I sit and the [...]
I’ll put my hands up and admit it, occasionally I will laugh when particular emphasis is placed on the word oral in a classroom. Some people laugh at the result 69% in an exam, but sniggering at the word oral is my dirty little secret. However that doesn’t mean I’m going to discard it as [...]
I’m really sorry I haven’t posted in ages (though it was probably nice to have a break from my constant prattling on and on), mocks have sort of taken over my life. I wasn’t actually planning on that happening at all, but when I come home from a day’s thinking and remembering and writing, oh [...]
Grad dates. All I have heard about since the return to school is grad dates. “OMG did you hear Mary Kate asked JohnJoe over the Christmas!” “I’m gonna ask Eugene guys!” “Good for you Margaret!” etc etc. Yeah. Good for you, Margaret. How the hell am I supposed to concentrate on my mockadoodledoos (they’re a [...]
Christmas. It’s MEANT to be our one last safe little refuge before the inevitable doom-and-gloom that is January. I spent three days gorging myself on Roses (caramel barrels ftw), reading until my head hurt and pelting my sister with snowballs. Three glorious days without one thought of study. And then of course I remembered that [...]
I’m just out of my Irish Paper 2 exam, and I’m feeling very emotional. Today was the last day I’ll ever have to speak/use Irish- EVER. (Unless of course I decide to do the Leaving Cert for a third year in a row, which I can safely say will NOT be happening. No matter what. [...]
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