Second-last day of term. For the second time, I was in the study-hall for Fr. Deasy’s class. Though apparently cross and morose, he is a great sport, and is very popular amongst the boys. His favourite themes are plus-fours, Russian boots, lap-dogs and Sinn Féin….
To-day again the exams. upset all classes. I feel really horrible because I am doing no work, and am sure I would do twice as much at home if I didn’t go to school at all. – After reading the life of St. Aloysius last…
I am now working only at the Variations, as Mám says it is good sometimes to concentrate on one study alone. But it is always the same story. I can play alright for the first few days but after that the piece becomes hackneyed. I…
Dr. Scannell has not yet found out about my exams. As I was playing hurley to-day, Morris, who is a terribly swift shooter, whizzed the ball into my rib. Strange to say, I bent down, and my legs broke the force of the ball, and…
Had a chat with Dr. Scannell about my future. He thinks a good alternative to my becoming a musician would be a professorship of English in a German university. – Nannie came as usual. Had a terrible struggle to get my ex done. Every evening…
