Evil is just a perception and my favourite smiley.

Hidey-ho kiddos. Back again, YAY FOR SPORADIC UPDATES!
I'm Lazy And I Know It, watcha gonna do about it? I'm also almost as painfully white as that chap. The difference is, I try to act like a different ethnicity.

So, I'm sitting here listening to The Script's #3 (again, watcha gonna do about it? This is my goddamn blog, I'll do as I please). I turned 20 on Friday, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME! Had a lovely night out on Thursday to celebrate, and then delicious dindins with the family while hungover the next day.


With a bit of the expendable income I acquired as a result of it being my birthday, I was able to splash out and buy Borderlands 2, which I have been eagerly anticipating (I would be playing it right now, but my sister has commandeered the front room to play Just Dance. She might be done now though. Yay.) It's fantastic, but that isn't why I've mentioned it. During the game (don't worry, no spoilers), the primary antagonist, a very wealthy, crafty industrialist known as "Handsome Jack", constantly refers to your character and your small band of Vault Hunters as the "bad guys". Obviously, playing from your particular perspective, it seems obvious that he's the real "bad guy", as he is constantly trying to murder you for no reason. This didn't provide as good a segway as I thought it might, but my point is that oftentimes, what is described as evil is just a matter of perception. Guess it all depends on what you've been exposed to growing up. I mean, I'm inherently evil, and I plan on a world takeover in which I single-handedly commit genocide on a terrifying scale. Now, I perceive that to be evil, but anyone who grew up around genocide would probably think I'm a genius.

I was hoping to milk a lot more out of that. Oh well. For some reason, the other day, I was thinking about my favourite smileys. There were many wonderful candidates: :3, or, as I like to call it, the satisfied cat; :P, a classic, and a fan favourite, what's not to love about the tongue smiley?; ;), the classic, cheeky wink smiley, just a tad suggestive; and of course, ;D, the cheeky wink with a wide smile, highly suggestive at the best of times, and so goddamn happy. That last one is definitely my favourite. It's greatly amusing.

That about wraps this up. Not a whole lot going on in this one, but sure, few naggins, be grand.

I HAVE RETURNED! This is long overdue.

Fwooooossshhhhhhhh, I'm back. I'm aware I've been gone a while, but that's how this thing works at this stage.

Soooo....it's mid-summer now, and I don't think I've updated since the very start of what has proven to be a fairly wet summer.

Exam results? Graaaand, passed everything, so onto third year it is. This is where shit gets real, supposedly. Scope is gonna be much less broad, yay for specificity! I can finally start doing the stuff I wanna be doing, woop! Still, it's scary to think I'm halfway through my degree. Where have the last two years gone? That shit cray.

Speaking of cray, can't remember if I mentioned that I got to see Jay and Kanye a few weeks back. It was insane. Whoever said repetition was boring has clearly never witnessed Niggas in Paris performed multiple times in a row.

Other than that, all I've been doing is partying, boogying and job-hunting (to no avail, sadface). I've also been playing Paper Mario 64. Sweet sweet nostalgia. Finished it once again the other day, it's a wonderful adventure.

So yeah. That's it for now really. I'll probably forget about this until the end of the summer, at which point I'll likely have a summer roundup post.

Nighty night. :)

I'm so bad at this. Early morning is no time for blogging.

I really am bad at this. I'm terribly neglectful of this thing, it's not wonder it constantly falls into a state of disrepair. But, now that summertime is upon us, surely I'll have more time on my hands with which to blabber on about whatever shite I might like.

Not that I feel things have gotten bad enough for me to talk about the weather or anything, but seriously, this heatwave is deliciously wonderful. Except when hungover. No, when hungover, it's the very last thing I want. Other than that, it's so pleasant to actually have a summer. YAY FOR SUNSHINE AND LOLLIPOPS AND OTHER SUCH WONDROUS THINGS!

4:14am is not the time for blogging. Nor is it the time for anything interesting on Facebook. But I can't sleep, so I figured I might as well do something semi-productive. Now that I've finished my second year of college (halfway through my degree, that's kind of scary), I have nothing particularly productive to do until I go jobhunting, which I should really start doing soon. Back to the point I was trying to make about college. I mean, I know "time flies when you're having fun" and other cheesy stuff like that, but these past two years have flown by terrifyingly quickly. I don't feel two years away from graduating from Trinity. It's certainly been an interesting two years, that much at least I can say. Ups and downs, but sure isn't that what life is all about. Mam told me recently not to take life too seriously, or I won't stop to enjoy it. She may have just meant it in passing, but it's something I've really taken to heart, I need to stop worrying about where my friends or I myself may be a month, a year, a decade from now. Main point: I need to stop worrying.

Jesus, I've already run out of steam. I'll come back to this.

I'm back (about a week later). I'm just gonna end this for the sake of having something thrown up, it's been ages. Life lesson of the post?

Be careful. You'll probably come to regret a lot of decisions you make in life. I'm not one to live by a "no regrets" mentality. I've done a lot of things I regret, too much I wish I could take back, but unfortunately, time travel isn't really on the agenda.

HOWEVER, regretting does not mean worrying and letting your decisions weigh you down. Get on with it. Sure, you might make some enemies or lose some friends along the way, but isn't that what we call experience?

Bleak end to a boring post, my apologies. I'll try and do better next time so that this thing doesn't spiral away into a shitstorm of nonsense. Good night.

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.

I mean, come on Adam, it's been over a year.

Okay, so this is pretty bad, but it has actually been over a year since I posted anything here, so I decided to take time out of my busy schedule of watching Modern Family and start this this up AGAIN. So here we are. Not really sure where I'm going to take this, but sure we'll see where it drifts off to.

Allow me first to welcome you to whatever this is (welcome back if you actually used to keep up with my old blog) and to tell you that I'm glad to finally have found time to type out the absolute nonsense flowing from my thoughts once again.

To kick it off, I decided to list off some things I enjoy, and you might enjoy or come to enjoy yourself. (Mainly because I'm still wrecked from a weekend away in Belfast and my brain is fried and refuses to provide me with anything even moderately entertaining.)

- Olu. (http://dft.ba/-1xAi) I can't explain how much I love this guy's music, I listen to him all the time, regardless of whatever mood I'm in. He's so talented, especially for his age, he's only 20 this year.
- Knife Party (http://www.youtube.com/user/KnifePartyHD) Fantastic music to get you pumped. Always good when walking places. Just delicious. Check out "Internet Friends", it's amusing.
- Ray Charles. I'll listen to anything, but they don't make music quite like they used to. Mess Around is a personal favourite.
- Jay-Z and Kanye's "Watch The Throne". If you like either of them, or if you like rap/hip hop at all, this is really good. Flows really well, some great back and forth on the verses. Yum yum yum.
- Now that music is out of the way, lemme think...television. Or rather, catching up on shows I should've watched over two years ago. Modern Family, How I Met Your Mother and The Big Bang Theory. So many lolz. Love all three very much. Also, many shows I have to catch up on include The Walking Dead season two and Misfits season three.
- Chuck Palahniuk. Most people will react with "who?". Others will know him as the guy who wrote Fight Club. I've been reading some of his books and, yes, they are weird as fuck, but so very interesting. I highly recommend his work.
- Other than those three things, there's just the usual of college, party time and sleep. I enjoy sleep.

So it wasn't much of a list really, but you see now. I might do a more personal one in a few weeks. Now, I'm off to get a bowl of Honey Loops that I will eat as I watch one last episode of Modern Family before going to bed. Gotta get up early and get fit tomorrow as part of my "new Adam" regime. Goodnight!