SKULDUGGERY PLEASANTTT

First off, I want to apologise for not posting yesterday. BUT! I HAVE AN EXPLANATION!

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Other People

Talking to people is hard.

So I got my class for the year yesterday, Sadhbh (say “Sigh-ve”). In our year, we have seven or eight class groups, each with different, Irish names beginning with S.
I’m pretty happy with my class, (not that I was worrying too much about it) as I have been put with six of my girlfriends from last year, as well as some nice guys. I think second year’s gonna be okay!

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Stuff I Like This Week (trois!)

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SILTW Isú a trí!

  • This is How you Load a Dishwasher– Hank Green

Hank Green is one half of the vlogbrothers (the other half is best-selling author John Green) and here he sings an immensely informative song about the intricate art of loading dishwashers. And also why the sun appears the same size as the moon! So… go check THAT out…

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What I want to Be

Being a teenage girl whose specialty is being bad at communicating with other human beings, I have mastered the art of answering polite ice-breaker questions with as few words as possible. You know the type, the oh-look-the-weather queries people will throw at you when you’re making them uncomfortable with the way you just stand there not talking holding a knife with a Joker-from-Batman smile on your face feel awkward.

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Social Media (Guest Post)

Hey everyone! My name is Róisín, and I’m filling in for Ciara today. And, from the title, you can probably guess what this post is going to be about.

Now, there’s a story behind my picking this topic. Ciara sent me a text at about 4 or 5 o’clock today to ask me to write a guest post here in case she didn’t get the chance. Of course, I agreed willingly, and told her I would email the post- this post- to her when I arrived back home. However, when I arrived, I got so caught up in checking my texts, emails, and other notifications, that I hardly got a chance to decide what I’d be writing about.

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