My Life at DKIT college

Good Times
Meeting friends for life
Achieving my Diploma
The endless ‘craic’
College night out
My internship in Dublin
Learning to cook/Experimenting with new foods
Working at random festivals
Learning new skills
Bad Times
College nights out (or rather the morning after)
Hours of endless work on assignments
Endless exams
Boring lectures/lecturers!
No parking!!!
Yes it’s been four long years at college. Although I’ll admit there have been a few hiccups at the end of the year and August seems like such a long way away, I’ll get there in the end and finally finish!
Of all my experiences in DKIT College, one memory that definitely beats the rest is my ignorance and stupidity that left me in hospital with a kidney infection.
It was my first year at college, in one of our first classes with the Legendary Jim Browne…. Scary I’ll admit!
On attendance of one our 1st ‘lectures’ we found out how strict this man could be, our appearance had to be second to none, de DID NOT appreciate student coming into practical classes as though they had been dragged through a ditch backwards, if you smell of alcohol don’t even bother coming into his classes, all told in a constructive way of course…well we had been told!
However, towards the end of the semester we were coming into our practical exams, serving in the college restaurant. I’d been ‘casually’ working two jobs at the weekend (us students needing the €€€’s) so there was an element of stress and pressure.
The Sunday night before my practical exam was my Christmas party. By the end of that particular weekend I was tired and not a one to miss a party I thought it would be in my best interests to take a few harmless caffeine tablets.
Six tablets + a large consumption of alcohol = A BIG DISASTER
The morning after I could hardly carry myself to college but dare I miss Mr Browne’s exam…not a chance.
"worse foe wear" was a slight understatement but of course my classmates found the scenario hilarious that I couldn’t walk, my fingers were like ribbons and that even water made me gag.
However, I think luck was on my side that day as Mr Browne assumed that I was genuinely sick. Oh yes, I got past the man that could smell alcohol a mile off!
Finally I could relax and struggle on with the rest of the day until I ended up that night in hospital, but I’ll leave that for another day.