I’ve always been terribly impatient, call it a character flaw if you will. Luckily, to put off pacing around the house anticipating results I had an amazing holiday of 10 days with 10 friends in Barcelona, coming back just 5 days before results, ensuring that my nails remained unbitten and my hair not torn out. …
I’ve been a very bold blogger. I told myself to write about my last three exams before jetting off to France, but unfortunately holiday preparations pushed blogging into the Bac (see what I did there? Ooh La La!) seat. My final three exams, Chemistry, German and Music were thankfully straightforward and uneventful. Chemistry was a …
You and I used to get on so well. When I would panic over German or Music you’d look at me calmly and say “don’t worry, there’s always me, I’ll be there for you”. You were the one exam I looked forward to and felt no fear about sitting. And through it all you offered …
Irish Paper two went more or less the same way as English Paper two. I thought I was wonderfully prepared, but when I saw that An Bhean Óg question I almost had a heart attack. Cíoptha?! What the hell did Cíoptha mean?! I later found out it meant “torment”, which filled me with cíoptha as …
That’s it. No more maths. Not Now, not ever. Although, in a cruel twist of irony, the fact that I put in a bit of work for my last ever maths exam at the expense of other subjects could end up with me doing science instead of medicine, in which case there’d be lots of …