Leaving Cert tests character and sense of self

In this penultimate piece, I thought I’d let the world know a little bit about how it feels to be a Leaving Cert student in the sunny month of May. It’s certainly colourful.

For example, I could tell you how many days there are left until the Leaving Cert, right now, as you are reading this, but I’d probably give myself a panic attack. Let’s just say it’s pretty close. Like when you’re on a near-empty bus and someone decides to take the free seat next to you. You’re wondering why on earth they would do that, but you’re also too polite to say anything. The Leaving Cert is that type of close.

I have also recently become best friends with lethargy. Fatigue was nice and everything, but lethargy has that extra kick to it. It makes you do stupid things, like tell your maths grind teacher, with full confidence, that 3 is half of 12.