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by emerald

Pride and Prejudice and Perfunctory Work Ethics

April 30, 2009 in Study

(Although I respect Jane Austen as one of the few female authors who don’t suck, that title’s meant to be catchy and ironic more than reflect her stuffy overrated novel)

I’ve been thinking hard about taking the ordinary level German paper. That would make the third ordinary subject in my pool (the other two being irish and maths), which is starting to get depressing. I mean, ordinary irish and maths are forgiveable, because Higher maths is a gigantic time sink that you shouldn’t take unless you need it, even if you’re a maths genius, and everybody sucks at Irish. But once you start getting past the two-ordinary mark I start feeling too ordinary. And could there be a more insulting word for it? Ordinary. Way to kick a bastard while he’s down. Even ‘foundation’ has a nicer ring to it than ‘ordinary’. They should call it “Lower-Middle Class Blue-Collar Wage Slave Level”, and even that wouldn’t be as insulting. Plenty of lower-class people who are unique.

So, I’m stuck between my pride and prejudices, and my perfunctory work ethics. On the one hand, you’ve got the humiliating prospect of taking yet another ordinary subject, limiting my potential maximum points from a respectable 560 to 520 (still clinging to the hope that my mind goes into overdrive at some point and I pull everything off with effortless perfection). On the other hand, you’ve got my lackadaisical approach to study. If I tried hard enough I could probably pull off a B in Higher German, or at least a C. Probably. But there’s the ever-increasing risk that I wont. And with the fiasco that was my orals, there’s even a risk of failing it, which would put a serious spanner in the works (seeing as how I’m aiming mostly for arts courses that require a third language). Which gets me started on the overall retardation that is our Central Applications Office.

I prefer Chinas CAO...

(I prefer China's CAO...)

What relevance does German have to a psychology course? Huh? It’s not like Freud himself has risen from the dead to teach it personally. Even if that were the case, everyone knows that the rotting vocal cords of zombies make specific languages a moot point (they speak in death rattles, you see).
The other end of the scale is just as absurd. Take Biotechnology for example. Requirements: 340 points, one science subject, any level. If I got these results, I’d be able to take it:
Ordinary Biology: D3
Higher Art: B3
Higher English: B3
Higher French: A1
Ordinary Geography: A2
Ordinary Maths: A2
Total Points: 345
Imagine that. I’m a guy who lived in France for a while and is good at art. I suck at everything else, barely scraping a pass in biology (and I studied like hell for ordinary geo and maths). And I can do biotechnology, simply because nobody knows WTF it even is (and so doesn’t apply for it/jack up the points). (Note: Hypothetical)

And this is really the ultimate flaw of the Leaving Cert. People talk about “different kinds of intelligence” and how the LC “only tests memory”, and that’s true to a point. Thing is, you don’t exactly want a doctor who can’t remember the right prescription or handle situations under pressure (although 18 is a bit young to be making those judgments about a person). The LC makes sense in a general weeding-out-the-stupid-folk scheme, but then there’s people like me — and I really don’t think I’m alone in this — who work exceptionally well when they give a fuck.

Now, I give a fuck about my future, which means I kinda have to give a fuck about the LC, but I don’t really give a fuck. It’s an artificial fuck-giving. I half-heartedly give a fuck, so the effort I put into it is proportionally half-hearted. And the LC just doesn’t reflect that. If I gave a fuck it’s possible I could be the absolute greatest doctor on the planet, but I never really considered medicine, because I know I could never give enough of a fuck about the LC to get a place in it. And also because it creeps me out. I guess the counter-argument is that people who can’t adapt what they give a fuck about aren’t suited to the important roles in society. You can’t always do what you want. (Maybe I should pull up from this downward spiral of profane rambling…)

Still, something about the system reeks. Talent should be utilised by society, not discarded because the talented person can’t focus hard enough on crap which is completely irrelevant to what they’re talented at.
“I want to do psychology.”
“Okay then. Account for the rise of facism in post-war Germany.”
“Look, I think I’d make a good psychologist if you give me a chance.”
“Answer the damn question!”
“I don’t know. Something about the Treaty of Versaille.”
“Okay then. Enjoy your life as a plumber.”

The CAO system: even more retarded than this tiger.

The CAO system: even more retarded than this tiger.

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by jennie

Introducing Jennie: An experienced Leaving Cert-er.

November 23, 2008 in Study

Today, I registered myself to vote. It didn’t exactly seem like a big deal; I was neither sat down and lectured about how much of a privilege it is to live in a democracy nor told about the plethora of people who died for my right to have a say in the running of the country I live in, but I’ve been delighted about it all day.
A vast array of my peers couldn’t really give a toss about voting, current affairs, politics, or even this recession thing they’re hearing so much about and I’m sure readers of this very blog are rolling their eyes and thinking “Less boring drivel, more hilarious rants”, but I have a point, I promise.

I’ve no idea why some young people see these things as a matter of complete unimportance, but there’s certainly a parallel between this apathetic attitude and the attitude a great deal of people take towards the Leaving Cert.

“Ah sure, it’s only the Leaving! Who cares, no big deal.”


Well, here’s where I get to introduce myself. I genuinely do care about things like voting. And the Leaving Cert.
Hello, I’m Jennie, and I’ve absolutely no problem admitting to you all that I’m taking the Leaving Certificate completely serious. Now.
For you see, I can identify with both parties. As I’m a repeat student I’ve been as aloof and lethargic about the Leaving Cert as I can be and now, I couldn’t care more about it. I’m actually a student who’s genuinely concerned about results and the likes! I’ve learned my lesson: Do not take the Leaving Certificate lightly.

Last year, admittedly, I did not doss and/or scoff at those who were aiming for high points as I was in fact one of these aforementioned students who was aiming to take over the world, one A grade at a time. My primary problem was that I lacked some vital components for a perfect student- maturity, determination, enthusiasm- almost everything but intelligence to be honest. I sailed through sixth year as if in a tumult of fascination, leaving everything until the last minute and epitomising a procrastinating student. You’d hardly believe me if I told you all that the first time I looked at Atomic Theory in Chemistry, which comprises the first eight or so chapters of the book and is guaranteed to come upon the paper, was the night before my Leaving Certificate exam. There was a lot of coffee consumed that night.


I suppose now is the time to tell you all what I did achieve then? Well, 550 points actually. Usually when I announce this I hear a resounding “guh???” from all those assembled, followed by an extremely sarcastic “Yes, you really were apathetic towards the Leaving Cert, weren’t you?”
Well, everyone has different expectations and mine were, rather lamentably, much higher than this. I’m aware of the fact that my points were pretty damn good, but they clearly weren’t sufficiently so if I didn’t get enough points to do my course of choice- which is medicine. I hear it’s not very nice but a spoonful of sugar helps.

I’m sitting the same seven subjects as last year, namely Irish, English, Maths, French, Biology, Chemistry and Geography, and I’m doing more than ever before. If I don’t get to study medicine next year I’ll be devastated, and I now know that high points involve effort, dedication and commitment.


I just started in De La Salle College in Waterford, which may seem slightly strange to those of you familiar with the place, seeing as it’s an all boys’ school and I’m not, well, male. The school is, however, aware of this mild technicality and I can assure you that it’s not a problem in the least. There are in fact a rather small number of other females who are sharing in my situation- they have a co-educational repeat year it seems. The ratio still looks a little something like this though:
Boys : Girls
100 : 1
I’m clearly in a rather unique and interesting situation, how many girls go to an all boys’ school after all? I used to attend a ridiculously small all girls’ school not far from where I live, and now? I’m in this huge school full of testosterone and hilarity! I love it, and I’ve got a feeling many of my blogs will be intrinsically linked with the strangeness of it all.


I won’t give away all of m
y amazing plans for this blog just yet, mainly because I’m not organized in the least and haven’t a clue what’s to come.
I can, however, tell you all that they won’t be as drab and informative as this one. I’m really more of a hilarious ranter, so feel free to check back regularly and leave me some feed-back.


There’s plenty more I’d be only delighted to write about right now but I’m off to the pub. Even apparent nerds (
√16 life) need a break.

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