Showing posts with label Leaving Cert. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Leaving Cert. Show all posts

Saturday, 11 June 2016

Leaving Certificate 2016: Part 1

I will now forever be known as "the girl who vomited during English paper 1"

My life is one embrassment after another.  Anything bad that could happen, will happen to me. It makes for good stories... but I'm not exactly happy about potentially failing English. This dumb blog post is already better written than my essay. Sigh.

English paper 2 went a little sweeter. My main girl Emily Dickinson made an appearance in poetry, which is amazing because I could write 4 pages on the meanings behind her poetry. The comparison made my heart hurt a bit. King Lear is a dumb play. The unseen poetry was so rushed that I wish I could personally apologise to my poor examiner.

Home Economics was filled with fibre. I cannot write more than a few sentences on how it prevents constipation. Honestly, I don't remember the paper. The only important stuff you need to know is that I wrote 12 pages and had my own exam room (everyone was afraid I'd vomit again, nice).

Math paper 1. Good stuff. Probably passed. I'll be happy with that.

I'm a solid C student.

Sunday, 31 January 2016

January Resolutions

The beginning of a year marks change, or at least, the idea of it. January is the most disappointing month. It gets hyped up too much. Even New Years Eve parties end up "just being okay".

So here's all my failed resolutions:

1) Study More: While I have actually increased the amount of time I spend studying... it's still not quite enough. The thought is there... the energy isn't.

2) Blog: I suck at this and I don't make many posts whatsoever. Oops.

3) Rise Earlier: I planned on going to sleep at 10 and waking up at 7. I would have plenty of time to wake up, get breakfast, do my makeup and be refreshed for school. I still crawl outta bed at 8 and rush to be on time.

4) Exercise: I have no idea what I was thinking.

5) Be Optomistic: The Leaving Cert and general teen angst is stressing me out too much to be any bit optimistic.

Hopefully the remaining 11 months will be a lot easier and happier for all of us.
Love, Maeve x