Are you freakin’ SRS?

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 wake up call, see! Oh I’m so clever) when I’m obsessed with finding a male type humanoid to put in a suit and stand next to me for a few hours? I suppose it’s my own fault for choosing to go to an all-girls school which, contrary to popular belief, makes girls 10 times crazier about boys. So much for the “less distractions” myth.

Also, can I ask WHY is telly getting so good just when I shouldn’t be watching it? Ugly Betty, Desperate Housewives, Glee, Criminal Minds…ugh. Maddening.

Must stop this from degenerating into a complete rant.
I did my CAO. It was quite scary. I put down a shedload of courses, most to do with journalism or English. Our careers guidance teacher has started pulling people out of classes, sitting them down and basically interrogating them on what they expect to get out of their Leaving, their goals for specific subjects, study plans, whatever. Now this is the absolute last thing I want to do. I understand that the school is interested in scouting out who they might be able to hype up for the 600 but…I’m gonna keep my goals to myself for now.

Everything is kind of starting to kick in now! I’m actually looking forward to the mocks, is that a bit mad? I just want to see where I stand at the moment, where I need to work more, where I can afford to ease the pressure a bit. Orals…Hm. I often wonder why, even though I have been learning it for most of my life, I struggle to string a sentence of Irish together. And then when my Irish teacher is shrieking “NA BRIATHRA NEAMHRIALTA GIRLS!” or some such at us I realise: I learned the most important structures of Irish grammar when I was in 4th class. I was 10. Now, 8 years later, I am expected to be able to just conjure it up from the foggiest of the foggy depths of my brain? Hah. Not gonna happen. What’s worse is that every teacher is absolutely shocked when we can’t remember it. Oh yes Miss, cos I go over my 4th class grammar notes daily. Sheesh.

Oh dear. This did degenerate into a complete rant. TΓ‘ brΓ³n orm.
(No really, I am sorry for this dreadfully boring post. I am currently experiencing writer’s block like you wouldn’t believe, it took me about 2 days to get this post in shape. I officially fail at blogging.)


17 thoughts on “Are you freakin’ SRS?”

    1. Where are they? I can’t see them πŸ™
      I thought I made a pun-less post. Goddamn.

  1. We still haven’t had to find anyone to go to the grad with, I believe people in my school only do it after the actual leaving cert, though I am not sure. Our career guidance counselor has been working with us since the beginning of the year, and I believe that the goal is not so much scouting for people or interrogating, but instead try to give some kind of orientation to 6th years. I was shocked when I went for my appointment and she told me that I was the first guy she had seen so far that actually knew what he wants.

    I’m looking forward to the mocks as well, even though the Christmas exams were already enough of a wake up call for me. I wouldn’t know about your Irish rant, though, I don’t do it, so I can’t say anything about it. πŸ˜› And your post was far from boring, in my opinion.

  2. Ah, its ok. I enjoy rantlike posts! πŸ˜€ They mirror the “trΓ­na chΓ©ile” in my own head. Ah, Irish isn’t so bad, long as you learn everthing off for the oral but give that carefree approach to speaking it you’re fine! πŸ˜€

    Ah, I’m repeating and last year I was in a mixed schol and I can guarntee you it was worse there. You had to decide when you were buying your tickets in NOVEMBER if you were going with someone from the group so you would each only buy one ticket. Chaos. I’m not going to the debs this time around. It’s almost double the cost of the last one and it’s on the twenty seventh of May…..MAY people!?!?!?!

    Oh, and Valerie, where do you want to do english? I’m going for english and drama in Trnity again! Hopefully this time! *crosses fingers*

  3. Our grad is the 2nd of July, it’s both a blessing and a curse (a blurse?)and preparations start now – diets, dress buying, the lot.

    Haha thanks Bruno! I’m trying to be as un-boring as I can. Mmm grammar.

    Oh I applied for that too!! It’s like my 5th choice under all the journalism. UCD too. πŸ™‚

  4. I love the way you put in the typical 1940s good solid Christian names.
    Kudos, sure that’s the way we all do it in the west πŸ˜‰

    This is you with writer’s block though? Serious!? I really enjoyed this post. Pah. You hypochondriac. πŸ™‚
    I got a bad dose of it back there in October though, could barely scrape past the “And she woke up and it was all a dream” ending to short stories.

    1. Ahahaha! I haven’t written a short story in yonks…we’re just doing our poets now, Longley and Boland and the like πŸ™‚

      Writer’s block…yes, not counting the days I went to write something, ANYTHING, and ended up with a big fat nothing. This post was every effort I could muster.

      Also y’all, I’m on twitter now..for no reason other than being nosey and curious. Follow me! Or at least let me follow you. :O

  5. Great blogs Valerie!
    Our debs last year was shiite!! We didn’t do the whole ‘are ya bringing someone’ thing. Most of us went ourselves. I don’t really see the need for the pressure imo…It’s like 5 mins of your lives ur actually going to spend together. I think it’s funny in a way though. People get so stressed over it and if they find someone to go with, they don’t actually see them for the night. Pointless!!
    I’m going for journalism too…in UL though!!

  6. Yeah! I’m thinking of just bringing my best friend, it’s essentially the easier and less stressful thing to do. God knows I want to reduce stress any way I can.

    I nearly put down UL on my CAO, then I realised I don’t know Limerick AT ALL and that really scared me so I chickened out πŸ™‚

  7. AH, I’m a blue blooded Dub through and through so the very notion of college outside of the Pale never even occured to me…..

    1. I’m just going to smile and nod and continue to watch 8 Out Of 10 Cats like I know what’s going on.

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