A themeless blog, is an unproductive blog.

Okay, I promise I'm not here to cry on the internet's big, collective shoulder about my hopes and fears this time. I literally have no idea where this particular blog is going...how exciting. Really. Can't you tell how excited I am? I mean...LOOK AT ME. LOOK AT ALL THESE CAPITAL LETTERS. SURELY THAT EXPRESSES SOME MEASURE OF EXTREME EMOTION.

Or I just start this off looking like a tool. Hellz yeah.

So after leaving this to settle for about a week or so, I find myself on a Luas again. Rush hour commuters, I dislike you, should've stayed in college for another hour. Ah well, I have a seat, so all is well.
One of the things I dislike the most about the Luas at this time is that there are too many people for me to properly observe, so I can't take guesses as to what their story might be.

*sigh* Internet, give me sympathy. No particular reason why, I'm just feeling off today and would appreciate some sympathy. Or a cuddle. I'd like that.

I should probably have given this thing a theme, or I'll start running out of ideas fairly quickly...
CSC Ball is tomorrow, so I am very much looking forward to that brightening up my week. Getting drunk with rest of Comedy soc is usually a wonderful adventure.

This Friday, the 9th of March, brings with it the release of the third and final installment in the Mass Effect trilogy and I cannot wait. If you don't know what I'm talking about, you probably don't even want to know, so just skip all this. Seriously though, cannot wait, I've had it preordered and fully prepaid since mid-August, and that's pretty much 8 months ago now. EXCITEMENT!

Nerdgasm over, for fear of any of you losing interest. This is a surprisingly uneventful Luas ride. Normally, SOMETHING happens.
Bahahahaaa, there's a whole section of the Luas on the opposite side of the tracks at Dundrum in which all of the passengers are sound asleep.

Only a few stops away from the scobies' favourite spot. They're a barrel of laughs. Classic quotes (with translations):
- Me motser wuz givin' me head las noyt and she choked on me knob. - As I was receiving oral pleasure from my regular sexual on the eve just gone, she appeared to be suffering somewhat from the hypothetical length of my penis penetrating the back of her throat. I am actually an incredibly insecure individual, and fear being rejected by my peers should they discover that my penis lacks any real length or girth. partner
- Heeeeeeeoooor mayt, can Ok see yer phowin? - Good sir, might I perchance take a look at your portable telecommunication device so that I may begin my career as a petty thief?
- Yis drinkin' tonyt boyiiz? Giz a can derr! - Shall you fine gentlemen be indulging in several alcoholic beverages on this fine evening? I wish to be so bold as to demand a small vessel full, so that I might share said alcohol amongst my peers, achieve a heightened state of intoxication and perhaps engage in awkward carnal acts with a girl who may or may not be my cousin. Or my sister. Due to my lack of general knowledge or a proper education, I am unaware of the concept of contraception, and shall likely enter fatherhood at the ripe old age of 11.

I'm actually gonna leave it there, I had wayyyy too much fun with that.

I'm on a Luas. This gets a bit weird towards the end.

I enjoy public transport immensely. So I decided while I'm here and inspiration is all around me to get ttping. So many interesting things.

There is a ban Garda on my Luas. Well, she just got off. Ah right, there are children causing a disruption at Ballaly. Oh Dublin, how I love you. Where else could you see a man staring so intently at his can of IrnBru that he looks like he's attempting to crush it telekinetically? People be crazy, but I'm going to let that slide cause he has a bit of an epic afro.

Two seats just freed up, but I'm far too lazy to go and claim them...
Ooh, free seat really close...with only two stops to go. Perfect.

Following the last post (which was ages ago now), in which I mentioned Olu, I discovered a website where said young aspiring musician uploaded all of his old stuff. So my iPod is now armed with over 70 tracks of his. I still can't understand how he hasn't gotten discovered. I genuinely love everything he makes. If I wasn't typing this on my phone, I'd embed another of his songs.

Maybe these things should just be running Luas journey commentary? One more stop to go. If nothing else, this has helped pass the time.

I am now walking home, listening to Olu. Ah bless, there's a cute toddler across the road. Strange to think that I, and probably most of the people reading this, were like that 17 years ago.

17 years sounds like a long time, but when it comes down to it, has it really felt long? Not for me. I mean, time used to sometimes feel like it dragged on, especially as a child. Now, however, weeks and even months just fly past me. I think it has to do with how generally contented with life I am at the moment. I'm not looking forward to anything major, so I feel as if life is trying to hurry me on and tear my happiness away (which admittedly, didn't sound as stupid in my head). I've been thinking about this a lot lately, and it's made me realise something. When people ask me what I'm afraid of, I never usually have an answer. But I know exactly what I'm afraid of. Despite it being a very common fear, I feel particularly affected by it, and maybe it has to do with moving around so much as I was growing up.

I am terrified of loss. By which I mean losing people.

I had told myself that I wouldn't censor or edit these, so I'll leave it at that. Sorry it got a bit heavy.

I'm nearly home now.