10 things..

Here, we are going to celebrate the number 10.
This post is number 10.
After number 10 I am finished.


So here's ten things people know about me:

1. I am a first year student in DkIT
2. I am 19 years old
3. I live in Drogheda
4. I have (debateably) blue hair
5. I love all things Disney
6. Garth Brook is my hero
7. I work in a newspaper every so often
8. I love Dr. Pepper
9. I wear glasses
10. I'm not very punctual

And I don't want to scare you off, but here's 10 things people probably don't know about me:

1. I try very hard to not match up my socks
2. I like ham and chocolate spread sandwiches
3. I have never seen any Godfather films
4. I'm secretely obsessed with Lizzie Maguire and Hannah Montana
5. I have three teddys- Bear (a polar bear), Patch (A teddy bear) and Biscuit (A Penguin)
6. I watch Beauty and the beast at least once a week- and cry every time.
7. I am terribly afraid of feet
8. I can't sleep in the silence. It creeps me out
9. I cannot live without orange juice. I've tried. It doesn't work.
10. I have been listenming to Christmas songs secretley since August.

This isn't finished, but if I don't go now, I'll be late for work!

Virgo..

Do you believe in starsigns and horoscopes? Do you think it will bring you luck if you read them each day?
Or are you the type of person that thinks that it's all a load of nonsense, that it's a waste of time, and anybody who has been taken in by it is a complete fool?

Well, you guessed it. I disagree. I really do think that there's some truth within these horoscopes, from the direct word of a fortune teller, to the 4 lines on page 65 in the Daily Star.

So curious, I looked up the personality traits of a Virgo (That's me, September born!)

According to the website I found, a Virgo woman is a perfectionist, but that doesn't mean that she herself is perfect. She has her negative traits, and they can be very trying. To begin with, Virgo females have this dogged belief that no one can do things as orderly and as efficiently as they can. EnglishWiz

Didn't I just admit to that in class a few weeks ago? I think I did.

Admit you're wrong and don't argue. It won't do you a bit of good, you can't win with a Virgo. The earth is her element, so she appreciates the creations of nature, and the posies will soften her irritation. As for the apologies, keep them brief and accurate. The Virginian is nobody's fool. Her clarity of vision will spot an elaborate lie by the smoothest talker, and the faintest smear of lipstick on the edge of a collar. She may be pure-minded, but she's certainly not naive.

A Virgo woman loves the theatre. Parades, too. The pomp and pag­eantry, the dramatic emotion, give her an outlet for her own tightly controlled emotions. Besides, she's one great critic. Her highly developed intellect and artistic taste com­bine to give her a keen perception. If you could make Broadway producers understand this, you'd be showered with free passes to out-of-town openings. A Virgo woman will call the critics' reviews in advance almost every time. Discrimination is one of her keywords. She loves plays, concerts and books, but she's severely critical of the con­tent.

This really made sense to me. Granted, some of the article was nowhere near my personality (it said Virgos are punctual and hate chocolate! Oh, no!), but overall, it was kind of creepy how accurate some of it was. I am those things. I do those things. I think like that.

It is strange, I admit. How can the entire worlds population be divided into 12 different categories? And it be almost completely right?

But it is. At least I think so.

She had never quite forgotten that
if you drink much from a bottle marked "poison,"
it is almost certain to disagree with you,
soon or later.
Sometimes she scolded herself so severely as to bring tears into her eyes.

VIVA ESPANA!!!

I'm so excited!

Everybody needs a holiday, right? Everybody needs to see their friends on a regular basis, yeah?

One of my friends, Glenn, is currently living in Valencia, Spain. He's over there with the Erasmus Programme that DkIT offers to its students who are studying a language.

And he's over there for five months. Grr.

So.... Me and two other of my friends have taken this upon us to abolish this ridiculous 'absentee friend' state, and go over to visit him!! YAY!

I'm going over to Valencia next Thursday (I'm missing an exam in college, but that's a different story altogether)and I can't wait!!

You can't really go wrong with Ryanair, where I got the flight for €26 return, including all charges. So I'm going on Thursday morning and I'll be back on Saturday Night. Flying visit..

And just before christmas...

He's Behind You!!!!

Ok, so anyone who knows me knows that I'm an absolute Pantomime fanatic. And it's definitely the time of year to be thinking about it! Once the Christmas lights go up around the town and the 'Coca-cola' ad arrives on the telly, you know that people will finally start listening to your strange ramblings about this post-holiday show.

I've been dancing in the Drogheda pantomime for over 5 consecutive years now, a few here and there when I was growing up. I'm the kind of person that always needs something to look forward to, and seeing as this show takes place at the end of January, it's a very beneficial method of making it from the last days of Christmas to the Easter break.

Panto practice, though some people do not realise, usually starts sometime in September. Too early? Not at all, as it's now November and we've been resorted to holding two classes a week (3 1/2 hours in total) to keep up with our dancing agenda. It can be tiring, and my God it can be bitchy, but there's nobody there who'd actually leave.

Last year, Drogheda Pantomime Society put on a production of 'Mother Goose'. I have to say, it was one of the most enjoyable pantomimes that I have been connected with.
The producer finally got around to employing Jenny Fagan as the choreographer, and it's true that the dancing has NEVER been better!



Jenny's doing the dancing this year, and is jumping hurdles to make it as good as last year!

This year's production is 'Sinbad the Sailor', and we're doing some great routines like Canyman and Yankee Doodle Dandy from Lord of the Dance!

Even the pantomime hoodies have been ordered (thanks to yours truly, who everyone just EXPECTED to do it!) They are pretty cool, though. The Pantomime dancer logo (which I designed) stitched onto a jumper with your name on the back. Whoop!

Either way? it's gonna be good! Check out our PANTO BEBO PAGE around January for dates and times!! Show some support!

That that don't kill me...

I was so excited last week. Not only was I going up to my friends in Belfast fot the first time in over a year, I was goin up to see Kanye West!

It was kind of an excuse, in a way. I could have gone to the Marquee in Phoenix Park.
But that would have been outside. I wanted to stay indoors.

Turns out that didn't matter.

So the concert was on Saturday evening. Doors opened 6.30pm, show started at 8pm.

So it was a wee bit of a surprise to me when I found myself standing outside the Oddessy Arena at 1.30pm! It was cold, it was windy, and it was threatening to rain. I thought I was bad.. there was a group of girls there that had been waiting outside the venue since half past 6 that morning! Not a chance..

The girls were so eager to remain at the top of the queue, they devised a system to give all other arrivals a suitable place. I was quickly approached and asked if I would adhere. Sure. Why Not?

I was given the number '24'. Written on my hand in eyeliner. Right.

The barriers were put in place about 3 O' Clock. People queued up in a strangely orderly fashion. Everything was running smothly until.. yup- the heavens opened. It rained. And rained. And rained.

Soaked.

Three full hours of 'umbrella up', 'umbrella down' action. To make it worse, there was a group of girls huddled together at the very top of the queue, singing Spice Girls songs. They didn't know the words. Oh. My. God.

FINALLY, they opened the doors. It was like a stampede, everyone was running like their life depended on it. Running up the hall, through the bag check, through the barriers and up the hall to the very top. Somehow, despite the number '24' on my hand, I found myself in the front row. In the centre. WOW!

The concert was mayhem.
People trying to push their way to the front. Ouch.
People collapsing due to the excess of alcohol their little bodies consumed. Yuck.
A girl screaming "I'm only 12! I'm pregnant! Let me up the front!" Whatever.

14 people were pulled over the barriers and taken away by the medical team. 14!! Why, oh why would you spend GBP£35 on a KANYE WEST ticket, just to drink too much and be sent home before he even sets foot on stage!??!?!?

And how they missed out.

The concert was amazing. The band looked like ghostbusters! Kanye was backed up by

• TLC- a member of Three6Mafia


• Consequence, and


• Common

The show wasn't as spectacular as some of his other performances, but was still unbelievable.
His latest rendition of 'Hey Mama', dedicated to his recently deceased mother, had an extra verse which sang

'Last Night You Were In My Dreams, Now I Can't Wait To Go To Sleep'

Heartbreaking. Beautiful, though.

I did find it kind of strange that one of the back up singers had the stage to herself while she sang the popular 1988 Journey hit, 'Don't Stop Believin'. Still can't get my head around that- it's cool to like Journey!