Mobile Comuting

Just like the internet, the use of mobile comuting is increasing. Take for example the mobile phone, i don't think i know of anyone who doesn't own one. Even my Nana has one! It's evident that to co exist in this world today we must rely on the uses of technology.

Myself and my classmates were at a competition a few weeks ago, staying at the Connemara Coast and I thought it was very cool that i was still waiting for out taxi home, on my phone checking my college emails.

I work in Donegans bar and restaurant in Monasterboice which has been around for the last 80 years, some of the staff are still there since it opened. As old and ancient as the place looks you cannot fault the advances of technolgy. We all posses our own 'fobs' and 'buzzers'. The fob allows us into certain parts of the building only, therefore preventing intruders and buzzers are attached to your trousers and vibrate when the customers meal is ready. Customers are also giving vibrating disks so when we have a table ready it lights up and again, vibates to let them know! Its the crazy little gadgets that make waitresses lives so much easier, you wonder whatyou ever did without them.

Search engine optimisation

As we know, more and more people are spending time on the internet, at home the computer is never turned off. We all love and worship the powers that be on the 'net' i.e Whenever we have a query, thought or reseach we put our preference into the oogle toolbar and needless to say we are sorted. I know from my experience whenever i 'google' a sentence or a phrase i NEVER go past the first two pages unless i'm really stuck. More times than not however i never need to go further than the first search page, everything i need is right in front of me. Therefore, it got me thinking about my own blog and name, yes i 'googled' and after searching for me after the 10th page i gave up. It took alot of phrases in the search to find myself. Therefore you can understand, as Mr Colin Cooney explained the importance of "Clarity, Conciseness, Completeness and Correctness"

There are MANY chicas out there with the same name as me, i have to provide something unique, well structured and present it extremely well if i want to be top of that list.

(P.S don't you feel excited when you see so many other people with the same name as you achieving great things.... go on admit it, you know you want to!)

Magazine Madness

I was quickly scanning my weekly trashy, worthless magazine the other day in Easons. There all so hypocritical with one magazine showing off some z-list celebrity who’s lost weight, fabulous and looking for the new man in her life while the other controversial magazine has the same z-list ‘celeb’ sprawled across the cover with the title "weight gain, in despair and a born again virgin"!
What is quite humorous is that we, woman read them religiously but what for?
It drives me crazy seeing that no good Kerry Katona every week for one reason or another even though she’s no more a celebrity that my left foot. She was some little jumped up school girl playing in a one hit wonder girl band.
So why do I read them? The reason being I’m a complete sucker for that kind of material, I take pleasure I admit in the pain and misery in all those big shots that have the money and looks and yet find rehab somewhat a past time at this stage.
I could go on forever but honestly at the end of that dark day you’ll not see me with my head buried in the Sunday Independent reading the trials and tribulations of Mr Bertie Ahern (poor man).

Cows - The Truth.

Recently in the last year I’ve noticed a strange lure, if you will call it that….to cows.
I’ve bought slippers, numerous pyjamas, a mug set, cow teddies for the car, a hot water bottle, and ornaments for the house, I even nicknamed the dog, Moo Moo. This is not a love that some weird randy guy has for sheep or goats. The only explanation I can give is after years of repressed anger for our farmer’s friends, I’ve unknown to myself giving up and expressed much more of a gentle, kinder nature to them.
The story goes back to when I was 10 years old. It was just your typical Sunday afternoon picking blackberries, daffodils’, snowdrops or wild mushrooms. Being the season that it was we decided on that day to pick mushrooms. I happily went along with my sisters, brother, cousin, aunt and uncle on that day.
On arrival at one of our local farmer’s fields, I noticed a strange, hefty figure lurking at the bottom of the field, no other than a bull. His eyes were fixated on me, sensing my fear, how vulnerable I was. Both he and I knew that he could easily throw me around like some cheap rag doll. I froze, my limbs locked. The rest of the group had walked on, totally unaware of the potential danger and like any stupid person I ran. Running NEVER helps the situation, we all know it only makes it worst. Fortunately my uncle heard my tears of fear and of course the fact that a mammoth of a bull was running for me. He grabbed me, flung me back over the gate and out of harms way.
Understandably, it’s obvious to say why I never ‘felt the love’ but as they say “times a healer” and after 12 years I’ve let the past be the past and have welcomed cows into my lives once again.

Virtual Communities – A perfect place to escape from reality.

At what stage in our lives did social interaction become so 3D?
I decided to do some investigation into our virtual communities (on the internet, no surprises there!), to discover why people are no longer ‘doing lunch’ or going for that good old cup of coffee and a chin wag.
There are so many virtual communities both educational and social I have discovered and to begin listing them all would be pointless. What I found most interesting is that once we enter the ‘virtual’ we no longer exist as human beings anymore….we are now known as avatars - online a movable three-dimensional image used to represent somebody in cyberspace.
I think that people forget that definition and find it difficult to distinguish themselves between fantasy and the real world. Are people so fed up and bored with their monotonous lives that they only way to escape the daily drudgery is online? Or has the majority of society so obsessed in being a new and improved you?
Personally I can see the attraction and thrill, if you will in being someone else, getting out there meeting new people, being more boisterous and over the top than I usually would but at the end of the day I still remember who I am, and its not 34GG Candice necking Tequilas at the bar!
To finish up I came across a site when doing a little bit of research and found it both very funny and interesting for internet addiction recovery. It makes me feel cruel for finding humour when lives have been shattered by such an addiction but have a look all the same at the link below and please don’t be one of those people it’s just not worth it.
INTERNET ADDICTION

Archangel Michael, My Angel

The mission of angelic beings is to protect, nurture and guide Humanity.
The Great Archangels represent the seven primary feelings, or Aspects and Attributes of The Creator that must be developed within the nature of Humankind in order to attain Masterhood. They bring forth the fuel (love energy) of God.

Archangel Michael

Archangel Michael is referred to as the greatest of all angels in writings throughout the world, including Jewish, Christian and Islamic.

I always have my angel friend beside me to give me guidance, wisdom and comfort.

Your Guardian Angel will always patiently wait for everyone when you need someone to turn too. They are there on our shoulders to offer us love, radiance and their service, whatever the call of duty may be. Other Angels include;

Archangel
Divine Counterpart
1
Michael
Faith
2
Jophiel
Christine
3
Chamuel
Charity
4
Gabriel
Hope
5
Raphael
Mother Mary
6
Uriel
Aurora
7
Zadekiel
Amethyst

Below is a link to Archangel Michael:

My New Shoes

Every woman uses any excuse to go shopping. Don't they? We, as woman love nothing more than a bit of retail therapy, flashing the cash or just burning a huge hole in the purse!
This weekend i used my mothers 50th Birthday a great excuse to hit the streets. It was in New Look at approximately 9:45am, that i spotted the perfect pair of shoes. Unfortunately they didn't have my size, needless to say, i was distraught. I ventured to two other shops across the county until i found my size. I was delighted. It was like taking that first sip of cold, crisp cider on a hot summers day. These are my shoes, they cost €40. On a night out, they murder my feet!