Buh-bye, for now.

OK, here's the deal.

In around 10 hours I leave Auckland to go to Sydney. From there, other than a short stop-off at home on the 11th, I will not be home until the 23rd of February.

To say that I'm feeling a bit excited is an understatement.

Now, sadly, I get the feeling that for the next month and a half, I shall be relatively isolated from the internet. I don't look at this as necessarily a bad thing, but it makes me sad that I'll have very little contact with the people I've gotten to know over the last 6 months. What little internet I do have will probably be spent communicating with family and close friends. Don't get me wrong, I'm doing this whole thing to have fun, and the internet is most certainly not my life, but I will miss the contact.

Finally, Nic - you have to get in touch with me. I do plan on coming to see you, so we just need to organise dates.

Peace out everyone, and enjoy the first part of your 2009.
- Lucas <3

Nothing Better

Possibly one of the cutest, yet saddest songs ever made. It makes me smile, but makes me want to cry at the same time.

European Craziness

So I realise today that I leave for Europe in less than a month. I'm fucking scared. There are a few reasons why:

1. I'm not a huge fan of flying, especially since it's a really long haul. I'm not scared of flying in and of itself, more that I hate being cooped up into a small space for an extended period of time.

2. I land in Paris, and the only French I speak is basically 'bonjour', 'oui', and a phrase which means 'I am a bottle of ham'. How the hell am I going to survive?!

3. I really don't have enough money for this trip. Chances are I will end up sleeping in a doorway somewhere. I don't mind this so much, but I know it would make my parents freak out if they thought I was sleeping on the streets of Europe.

4. I will be alone for the last part of the trip, where I will be in the UK. I don't even have any internet friends in the UK, to the best of my recollection, so it will be me all on my lonesome. Now, I'm quite happy to entertain myself, but I hate being away from friends. They make everything twice as fun.

5. I'm flying halfway around the world for no known reason, other than some desire to spend all of my money, and hang with friends! AHHHHHHHHH!

/spaz

Methinks Skype shall be called upon lots while I am over there.

Greenlane

So this song I'm writing is taking longer than expected.

It seems I get frustrated with these lyrics, and I feel like I have to try and avoid all cliches. Then again, I write it as a song which could be filled with cliches, and almost have a stronger meaning behind it.

Basically, the song is from the perspective of someone who has someone who is deeply in love with them, yet they can't return that love. Every stereotypical love situation they get into drives the protagonist further away. This is why I described it as an "anti-love song".

If I could be arsed, I could possibly flesh it out into a short story, but I like it when things are shorter, so I think it stays as a song.

I'm unsure as to why I'm blogging about this, but I just kind of feel like I need to throw some words on the page. I'll get back to writing the song tomorrow I think.
It's funny how writing can absolutely suck you in and capture all of your attention.

Sick

*cough splutter cough*

Seriously, who the fuck gets a cold in summer?!
Me, that's who.

I swear I get sick at the most inappropriate times.

Anyways, I think I had a point in coming to write this blog...

...

...

Maybe not.

Erm, I'm gonna go now.

*exits coughing violently*

Motivation/Terrorism

I feel like I've been a bit lazy recently.

I haven't posted here or on YT for a while now, and for some reason I lack the motivation to do anything about it.

I think I might just take a break from making videos, and just refresh myself. My most recent vids have been shit anyway, they're just me drunk.

We'll see. If I feel like I have a good idea for a video, then I'll give it a go. Otherwise, I'm not sure where to go from here.

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In other news, the terrorist attacks in Mumbai have shaken me up a lot more than expected. I have very fond memories of Mumbai, as a very vibrant and colourful city. It was a fantastic experience. One of the best memories was waking up at 6 to walk down to the harbour to participate in the Mumbai Laughing Club. It was in a lovely park, right next to the India Gate, and the magnificent Taj Hotel.

Seeing the image of the Taj on fire with smoke pluming from the top sent daggers into my heart. I was speechless. Apparently the streets are dead, which is unbelievable, and is something which I can't even fathom, considering how busy the place was when I was there. The effect of these attacks is astounding.

Now, I'm not one for manhunts, or searching for swift retribution. I wouldn't even want these men to face the death penalty. All I wish upon those who committed the acts is that they know that what they did was incredibly wrong. Terrorism is not the solution. I'm all for activism, but it has to be activism which proves a point, and doesn't affect the innocent. These men could have learned a thing or two from one of their fellow countrymen, Mahatma Gandhi.

My heart goes out to all those affected by this tragedy. Namaste.

Blank

For those of you who want to know what this video is about, Ellen is my sister. She died shortly after she was born. I'm not sure of the exact details, because it's hard to talk to my parents about it, but I gather that essentially her heart was too big for her chest, and there was nothing the doctors could do, despite their best efforts.

She was born around a year and a half before me, so I never knew her. The irony is that had she not died, I may never have been born.

So, her 21st birthday would have been today. When someone turns 21, you usually regale their friends and family with stories of their life so far, and wish them luck for the future. It's almost seen as a turning point in someone's life, and so to never see that with Ellen is pretty hard. For me, it seems less of a concern for her, and more a concern for my parents, and I can only imagine what the loss of a child can do to someone.

The name 'Ellen' means light. This is why my name is Lucas, as it too means light. There's a strange connection I feel between us, even though we never once saw each other. I guess it comes down to the fact that I came in to 'fill a void', I guess. I do miss her, and I wonder what influence she would have had on my life, given that my other two siblings are brothers.

Now, I don't want people telling me that they are 'sorry for my loss', because it's not my loss. It's my parents loss. I only made the video, and wrote this blog, because it's something which I'm never confronted with. I just needed to give it some thought, and unload these kinds of feelings.

So there. You have a little insight into my personal life there.
Till next time.
<3