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Harry Potter.. a cinemagic experience?

Since 2001, the Harry Potter films have bewitched the minds of millions from all over the world of all ages. The Philosophers stone was a spectactular launching point for the spellbinding series, jam-packed full of action ; Quidditch matches, three headed dogs and trolls.The years have passed and as Harry grew, flying cars, fighting Dragons and duelling dark wizards, the quality and impact of special effects have heightened and blown the barriers of imagination! I have also noticed that the films have been getting more sinister, portrayed by eerie music, dark colour schemes( costumes, scenery) illustrating the progressively intense, serious nature the plot develops. Alas, I believe the earlier films to be more likeable as they appeal to a wide variety of ages, as in recent films the plot has developed depth and has become more complex. Maybe this is relevant to Harry's growth? The films are maturing according to him? Regardless, once we sit in that comfy cinema chair we are instantly catapulted into the spectatular world. Who knows what the penultimate film 'Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part 1' has to reveal? 3D experience - BRING IT ON! We must just simply sit back, relax and let our minds be BLOWN.

Welcome to My World!

Hey my name is Aoife Deegan, I'm 18 years of age and currently in my first year in IADT college studying pyschology. I have chosen this blog as an outlet of my ideas, interests, thoughts, rants and random poetry! I enjoy listening to motivating blood-pumping rap music, and hip popping hip hop. Tamango nightclub is my temple, the dancefloor my altar! I'm not very athletic, except for playing quidditch.  I'm always trying to give up smoking, and convert to a social smoker- not so easy!! Enjoy my blog and feel free to comment!

Beano. The man, the myth, the legend.

The beautiful thing that is Beano,
Face carved by the angels,
surrounded by a frame of ginger curls,
and littered with freckles.
Sculpted by jesus,
the body of a god,
bulging arms,
Built like a warrior, broad.
He marches into battle,
calm and ready,
with a hurl in his hand,
Firm and steady.
The pitch is his temple,
His own special place,
where he remains superior
To the whole human race.
A sliotar his ammunition,
His weapon of strength
to demonstrate his skill
He will go to any length.
The pitch like an artists canvas
He paints pictures of talent
His presence so powerful,
Like a shot of a cannon.
Until the sun sets,
In this haven he stays,
He will play there forever.
Until the end of his days.

WATCH OUT FOR THE HOLE LOVE!

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