I’m going to begin with Tiger Woods famous words in his first press conference after signing his 40 million dollar deal with nike, “hello world”. Ok, so yeah this might not be the world and rather more just a couple leaving cert students checking out the blogs every so often to ensure all their nervous break downs are completely normal, but hey I’m a simple gal, thats world enough for me.
My names Edel, I’m unfortunately seventeen for the next four months. Thats right, I turn eighteen slap bang in the middle of sixth year, on the last day of the christmas exams. Shoot me. I’m pretty much your average girl, nothing extraordinary. I love school, yeah I said it. Ok so I don’t love it everyday, but I can’t deny that when the end of the summer holidays come I am just that tad bit excited to get stuck back into another year.
My dream is to this time next year hopefully have my place secured in Trinity College studying medicine, or well anywhere that will take me. I can hear the dozens of people reading this all saying in unison ‘ah..another one’. Yes I agree, high profile courses such as medicine has become some sort of infatuation with half the fricken population. I myself am not ‘infatuated’, its merely just exactly what I want to do, and has been ever since I can remember, and if I have to repeat, I will. I want to help people, I really genuinely do, and if I’m perfectly honest the idea of spending five years disecting bodies is fairly bleedin’ awesome too (: Right so now for the subjects,
- Applied Maths
All higher level.
I’m a very mathematical/scientific minded girl. English and Irish are ok, but spanish is the bane of my life. I just don’t get it. Don’t ask me why, I can get my head around any sort of science theory you throw at me, but spanish vocab? I’m stumped. Honestly If I see anything higher than a B3 on my leaving cert results I will honestly cry with joy.
The first week of school has been awful. AWFUL. I went in on friday to get my first years who I will be mentoring as I am a prefect. That was fine, but monday morning came quick and fast and nothing has stopped since. I genuinely thought the first week would consist of hour long speeches of ‘THIS IS YOUR LEAVING CERT!!’ But no, that was mentioned for two minutes max, and then the work started. I had a ‘suprise’ chemistry test today, and I am having another one tomorrow. Thankfully its on organic chemistry, so nothing thats gona kill me. Maths test monday. and another maths test the monday after. And so on and so forth until the 9th of february. Thats right, I got a timetable of every maths test until the mocks. THE MOCKS!! My life has ended.
It shall be a rollercoaster of a year…
But now I must go and right a spanish dialogue. To google translater I go…
Hasta Luego (: