Top Ten Reasons to Hang Out with Drama Students

1) They will always be more flamboyant than anybody doing any other subject. DAAAAAAAHLING!

2) Their stories are always bigger and better, purely because they can do all the voices. "And then HE said..."

3) Drama parties always involve spontaneous singing. Like Glee, but with more cheap alcohol.

4) Post-show highs will always make for the best luvvie moments. Air kisses and hugs galore.

5) No Drama student ever hated anybody. To their face...

6) Once you have one in your friendship circle, you slowly get surrounded by more until eventually you too can guess the play from three words.

7) Questioning your sexuality is a perfectly normal thing to do. After all, last week Lucas was kissing Christian but this week he's hooking up with Ellie... (All typical Drama student names or stage names.)

8) The level of bitchiness is actually insane during productions. No one is safe from a character assassination worthy of Harvey Lee Oswald.

9) Few Drama students will know who Harvey Lee Oswald is. They may confuse him with Haley Joel Osment, who is very dissimilar (I hope).

10) No Drama student worth their salt will call a truce with the rivalry against Contemporary Performance and Street Arts. They see themselves as far more academic.

It's the little things that make me so happy.

Sitting in the library, reading up on my work for my placement presentation. I've bought too much crap food again and I see the librarian disapprovingly glaring whenever I rustle a packet or my drink fizzes as I open it. A Crunchie wrapper gleaming gold in the harsh lighting. The slight annoyance at hearing people talk at a normal volume; don't you know this is a quiet study area?! (Guilty of this myself.)

Smelling the pages is a weird little habit of mine. A smell that forever changes for me, as I read for pleasure, education, something to do, need, desire. Looking up having been engrossed in a chapter and discovering someone is looking at you, whether intentionally or not. The shock of losing your place as the glass door bangs closed and shakes the entire door frame, and frowning to yourself as you desperately look for the chapter. Understanding it all, understanding nothing whatsoever, building your knowledge by reading around the bits you don't understand, the gifts of the Internet gods in the shape of Wikipedia and Google.

The Dewey Decimal System which perplexes and comforts me at the same time. The enjoyment of sitting in the Primary Education room so at least I am surrounded by colours as well as aisles and aisles of paperbacks. The reminder that even children should read as the titles leap out appealingly; "See Inside How Things Work", "Just Ducks" and "Bear Has A Story To Tell". Remembering my own reading journey, from Biff, Chip and Kipper to the books before me, by way of Harry Potter and The Lord of the Rings.

I really like libraries. I really like university. I really like being a co-intentional learner with an awareness of my own critical consciousness. It's these little things which are currently making me so happy.



Background Blog: Addicted to this genius at the moment. He's inspirational, and one of the best artists of our time.