My thoughts this time next year will be very different... I will be 39 days away from the biggest exams of my life so far. I’m talking about the big one - the Leaving Cert.
So far I’ve done fudge all this year except a hell of a lot of English. Ordinary level Maths is lovely and easy. Irish, oh Irish my old friend, I once loved you. You were my favourite but now that idiot of a teacher has tragically made you one of my foes. History is turning out to be a lot harder than I first thought. So many essays, so much to learn, yet so little time. Tech – I love you! No homework and the chance to mess around with drawings on a laptop – what more could you want? French is pretty cool. Where most people hate the subject I actually like it. And Art, Art is great once you take away the Art History side of it. I still fear I won’t be prepared for it this time next year though.
Fourth year is almost over and I have achieved so little. I’m going to have to start working, fast. As for Irish grinds are always an option. I must remember not to put all my time into English though. It most certainly will be my downfall.
Mise le meas,
Sarah.
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