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Bernard's Diary Category

Posted on 22 Jan 2010 In: Bernard's Diary

To hope and to pray

Hullo. Is what I would say if I was happy with the work I’ve been doing recently. Which I am. But, I’m also seriously disappointed with my progress. Sure I’m getting more work done than ever, all my homework is completed before time and more besides. On the other hand I’m becoming increasingly lazy and [...]

Posted on 12 Dec 2009 In: Bernard's Diary

I’ll have gone mad by Christmas

Yes, I do realise I haven’t written since God(and the internet) knows when, but my feeble excuse is that I’ve been too bogged down with work. This simply isn’t true. I have done one(that’s right ONE) night’s maths homework(and, that was me attempting 2 questions, getting them horribly wrong and giving up on the other [...]

Posted on 3 Nov 2009 In: Bernard's Diary

It has begun

Forgive the lateness of this post, but the midterm was a busy one. People came over and generally stayed as long as they could between Friday and Tuesday, then off to a camp till Friday and then crashing and sleeping almost non-stop till school on Monday.
The maths teacher told us not to do a scrap [...]

I discovered the other day that my Irish and French dictionary layouts are the opposite to each other. What I mean is that the Irish one is English first and Irish second and the French is the other way around, starting with the French in the first half and the English afterwards. They’re both Collins [...]

Welcome to the first in my series of the ‘I should write more’ posts.
Just a brief thought before I return to my french essay.
Are we technically slaves to the government/ dept. of Education at the present moment in time?
Sure they say we can leave at any time. Just walk out the front door of the [...]

Posted on 26 Sep 2009 In: Bernard's Diary

Recessionary Schooling

Is it just me or is the education system run like a black hole for our scanty pennies?
First off you pay in and around two hundred euro to join the ‘book scheme’ only to discover, lo and behold, cds aren’t seen as books. Meaning some quite pricey purchases for music(20, 23 and 9 euro respectively). [...]

Posted on 23 Sep 2009 In: Bernard's Diary

The Ploughing Championships

Who gives a crap?
School was more or less a ghost town today thanks to them though. I swear I saw a tumble weed or two rolling lazily around looking for something to do. I really don’t see the point in going to the Plowing Championships. Sure, it’s wasn’t all that bad going once for a [...]

Posted on 17 Sep 2009 In: Bernard's Diary

I like music… I think

I like to listen to music.
That may be a slight understatement.
I like to listen and am actually totally obsessed with music.
That sounds better.
I own one of those snazzy 120gig iPod(yea, I’m one of those people) Classics that I’m currently trying to fill, but, with all this amazing music I have and whatnot, why do I [...]

Posted on 10 Sep 2009 In: Bernard's Diary

What Sixth Year entailed for me today

1) That those fancy busses that replace your normal bus when your driver takes a day off don’t come super early as you’d think they would. This meant more than twenty minutes waiting in the cold again.
2) The computers in the computer room suck. No, really, they do. It takes forever to load the Wikipedia [...]

Posted on 8 Sep 2009 In: Bernard's Diary

…Half the battle

So, apparently I’m actually a sixth year now. Like, wow.
I remember the very first day of being a baby little first year walking into the school looking like a lost sheep with hardly a notion of where I should be never mind what the next few years would hold for me. Now I’m here, five [...]