Granted, the title’s no “UCAStrated”, but I’m doing my best to live up to past glories. I could dress this up, and I could attempt to make it sound a bit less teenaged, and I could stop being such a whiney whine-woman made of whine, and I could throw in an acknowledgement that there are plenty of [...]

I got in! Well, provided that I meet the offer. AAAABB at Higher Level, and one of the A’s has to be in English. Erp. I would have needed around that to do English at Trinity anyway, but my “sure, I’ll do Arts at UCD if it all goes pear-shaped” mentality has abandoned me. It’s comforting [...]

I’m sure they meant well, and I’m sure any normal person would be unambiguously thrilled about this, but Oxford have gone and placed the last straw on the camel’s back that is my neurotic nature. They have defied the laws of probability and common sense. Friends, they’ve given me an interview for English. I think [...]

First of all, I really need to get better at this ‘blogging regularly’ stuff. It’s not that I don’t want to, so much as that I’ve got nothing to say that isn’t extremely annoying to hear. “Yeah, not really studying yet, though I am fully cognisant of the need to do so; I’m not mad [...]

I haven’t updated in a while for the simple reason that I’ve not got much to write a full, cohesive blog post about. Since my adoring fan(s? – no, that’s too optimistic) can’t go much longer without hearing something, I’ll just moan about various topics. It’ll be like the letters section of the Irish Times, [...]

Oh, Wikipedia. No matter what noble intentions I start out with (in this case, finding a date that wasn’t in my History book), I always end up reading about the differences between prescriptive and descriptive linguistics or the Pre-Raphaelite movement or Esperanto, which I’m now dying to learn. I’m thinking of making it my special [...]

Let me start by saying that I’m not a frightfully interesting person. I am in no way cultured, polished or well-informed. The summary of my life achievements is as follows: “My computer says I win 3% of the time at Solitaire.” My aims in life: “Leave home before the age of 35.” My hobbies: “Reading, man, [...]

I’m bed-ridden (or at least house-ridden) by a bout of man-flu that I may have caught from wandering in a park late at night, but that more probably came about because of my conviction that coats are for pussies. As you can see, I’m living on the edge. Dangling right off the ravine, as it [...]

I got a bad mark on an Irish essay today. A normal person’s reaction: “Christ, I’d better knuckle down and develop better Irish-essay-writing skills.” My reaction: “Wow, that’s substantially lower than what I’m aiming for in June. Well, tally-ho. Time to shake things up with an overlong anti-Gaeilge spiel instead of addressing the actual problem…[Read more]

In guttural onomatopoeia: blaaaaaaaaaargh. In English: I’m having a bad day, I have taken to communicating in a stream of unintelligible mumbling (more so than hitherto), a pile of highly unwelcoming homework awaits, and for some reason, this strikes me as the perfect set of conditions in which to write a blog post. I should [...]

In other words: see ya later, Honours Maths. Or never. Never sounds reasonably appealing. I had my first Ordinary class today and I regret nothing. Je ne regrette rien. No me arrepiento. Warning: life story coming up. The ever-engrossing topic of mé féin is endlessly fascinating to yours truly, but may be less so to [...]

So, this Leaving Cert lark, eh? Rather spiffy, on the whole. I’m going to think of it as a kettle. I’ll pour every  last drop of brainjuice into it, put it on and hope that it boils. If it does boil, I’ll go on to, eh . . . make tea. Third-level education tea. Best [...]