Been putting this off

And i did warn that i was going to blog it. I think i'm just scared because the pictures are really shit. Which is only because they are video stills. And i wasn't avidly taking good videos like my friends here:



I was just dancing like a free bitch and holding my video ipod in my hand, waving it in every which direction, even managing to catch a glimpse of my own face, at one point, which i think we all wish i didn't:



It's a bit blurred, so it makes my eyes look like they are of varying sizes, which is always fun.

Anyway.
Before the Monster ball started, we were treated to the Lady pulling various poses and faces to a really nice song, which was like a big party:





So that projection screen came up and the show started. But Before Gaga could go to the Monster ball, she had to leave her house. Alas, there was another huge screen in front of her house so she decided to pull some new poses, leaving only a silhouette, which we all went mad for obviously:





So then She sings 'Dance in the Dark', gets in the car with her friends, but it's broken so they rub that 'Glitter and Grease' and 'Just Dance'. Which, unsuprisingly, doesn't fix the car. Then there's my favourite bit where a man asks Gaga "What is the monster ball, REALLY?" to which she replies "The Monster Ball will set you free. Like. Super free. All the freaks are outside and we've locked the fucking doors."
Here's a picture of that very conversation:



So everyone cheers, and i stop taking videos, a few songs later, suddenly 'Lovegame' is on which is my favourite song, and so i remember that. Then i remember her mentioning Beyonce breaking her out of prison, and singing telephone:



I didn't take a video of that, that's just a screen shot from the music video.

Then i vaguely remember seeing a flame on stage and holding Olivia's hand to sing speechless. This was Olivia's exact reaction to me holding her hand:



Don't worry, Olivia. I love you too.
I have a neat video of Speechless. I'm scared it will make this blog entry too long though, so i will add it right after this one. SCREW CONTINUITY.

Then Gaga sang in the Living Dress, then i don't remember Monster, Teeth, Alejandro, or Pokerface. Which made the whole endevour less fruitful than desired. I then remember discussing with Olivia the matter of a huge demonic anamatronic fish being on stage. I don't remember Paparazzi, but i remember it being performed while i texted someone saying "How many songs after Paparazzi?" I sent that text, and stared at the screen, waiting for the 'Message sent' notice on my phone. I got that notice, then the crowd cheered. Because the Ball was over.
But the of course, the Encore of Bad Romance. Paws up.

Zie has received some very good news.

This is cool.
A third gender!

http://www.pinknews.co.uk/2010/03/11/australia-is-first-to-recognise-non-specified-gender/

February.

This is going to be a very bloggy type blog entry. February was a really good month for me; very busy and full of fun activities, culminating in the arrival of Spring!

After looking at my iCal, february wasn't actually as exiting as i made it out to be.
But basically, LOST is very good. Sayid, Claire and Locke are pure evil (either you watch LOST and you already knew that, or you don't watch it and therefore don't care), but i love the way that there is a twist, in the form of all the characters dieing or becoming evil, or both.

Manchester is where i went for a very long weekend. THe third time i've been, and third time lucky. I liked the city for the first time! I don't know why i disliked it before, but i found it really enjoyable this time, and will return. But not in winter. Had a Vanuatu reunion. 10 of 15 together again, which i can safely and sadly say is the most it will ever be. Sad times.

Cinema. Saw Valentines day, which was a nice way to spend the 14th, rather than kill myself alone in my bedroom. Precious - very touching, and funny. AVATAR.
AVATAR. I'm still adamant that this wasn't just a film, it was more of an experience. The story may be just a slight rip off of Pocahontas, but who doesn't love Pocahontas? I found the visuals to be so out of this world that for most of the film, my brain was hurting. So out of this world that i never, not even for a second, doubted that the story wasn't true. I wasn't sat there thinking 'wow, good visual effects!', i was sat there thinking 'HOW CAN THOSE FUCKERS BE DESTROYING THE TREE OF LIFE! WE HAVE TO KILL ALL THE HUMANS!'
So yeah, that film changed my life. I will now join the green party, and move to the South Pacific, to live in a big tree. People actually do that shit.

And this brings us to the last weekend of February.
I still think this weekend deserves its own blog entry, so i will just give my really interested readers a glimpse, till i have the time and effort available to blog the whole thing.

Obviously

Hi.
I forgot something. I left you in suspense earlier, with my 'blond' entry. It never was meant to be blond, Obviously.
It was always my plan to go LILAC. Or as some would say 'Lavender Blond'. So here is me today; it is slightly washed out and re-dyed and hence less perfect (it looks blue, and even grey in some lights. So i tend to stay in certain rooms for a lot longer.) but still i think the most intentional colour.



'Why that colour?' I hear you ask.
It's funny, because now that i have lilac hair, every road I walk down and every room i sit in, just looks like a pool of muddy mustard (that's peoples hair that makes it like that.) and when your swimming through a pool of poo mustard, why would you want to be another turd? why not be a flower, or ... something less brown and boring. So yeah, trying not to sound pretentious. Next time i get asked "But why purple?" i may just ask "Well why is your hair that disgusting shade of SHIT?"

Peace. x

Gaga

I have WAY too many things to blog. If i had the internet, i would do it all as it comes to me. But i don't so i can't. Let's just say Lady Gaga at the 02 Arena was awe inspiring. She is so loving!
But
Never
Buy tickets from a man named Stuart Bingham. And never buy tickets from a man named Shaun, who wants to meet you outside Chancery Lane station. Or anyone that wants to meet you outside any station. Or if you do buy tickets off someone else and it was 'Sarah Morgan' that got them from ticket master. Actually, do buy them, but set those bitches up and get them arrested. They can get a whole year in prison for selling you fake tickets and it's not nice.
The good thing about being conned is that the Monster Ball is even better when you get there in the end.


But where is this:



Stop delaying, stop delaying, we don't wanna wait anymore!

That was my little frustration induced remix. Not very good. Better than the Music Video though. BECAUSE IT DOESN'T EXIST. But i'm sure when it is released it will be way better than my remix.

I feel in the mood to tell you about everything now, but i won't. I'll put it all in an EVEN BIGGER blog entry in a few weeks. x

The problems with going blond

1. It goes ginger:



But that's fine. If Geri Halliwell and my mum can live with it, so can I.

Nice People really do exist.

I got this e-mail from a woman i've never met:

"Hi Lukas

Bro, we still regard you as part of the family, mum and dad never stop talking about you wishing you could talk to them, and they were wondering where you are and what you are doing at this time. Ofcourse we all will be more than happy to meet you again at home, and the house is always yours, whenever you wish to come home, you do welcome.

I'll talk to mum and Dad tomorrow. I'll tell them that you have emailed. I know they will be happy to hear that since you still think about us.

Bro i'll leave you here, hope to hear from you again

Regards

Diana"

People like Diana exist ALL OVER the world. Just not in London.

In Upendi... Where the passionfruit grow sweet.

So i saw the Lion King. Ah-Mazing.
Young Simba couldn't sing very well, but i actually wet myself when the Elephant walked through the audience, with the little baby elephant holding onto it's tail <3 And when all the gazelles went past.
And in 'Just Can't wait to be King' Where they replaced traditional animals with HUGE fabric Giraffe's that looked like they belonged in a drug trip.
And of course when the stampede came and scar threw Mufasa off the Cliff. Who would have thought all these things possible inside a small theatre?

Me being me, took pirate videos. But me being me won't put the best ones up because then you won't go and see it.
But here is Simba and Nala embracing:


And here is Timone and Pumba at the final sunrise:



And here is Rafiki and Simba...with my FAVOURITE Lion King 2 Song. Which they added in as a little suprise just for me:

My Desktop

Having a macbook is a wonderful thing. You can take screen shots of anything!
Here's one i just took:



And here's another:



Quite confusing ey?
Anyway.
I always take screen shots of interesting (to me) things, thinking that i will one day they will be relevant and i can use them. They never are relevant. But i still want to use them. So here is what is on my desktop right now:

First Lady

I have a bit of an obsession with first ladies. Why? I don't know. But here are my favourite two; Michelle Obama, with Carla Sarcozy, having tea or something:



And here is little old Michelle a few years ago:



And this is Michelle. It's not actually. But when you google her, this is the first image that comes up. Or it was. Till google removed it. Luckily, before they did that, i got a screen shot. I'm not being rasist y'all. My best friend's black. I just thought i'd share what's on my desktop:




Body Altercations

This man tattood his eyeballs, just to stand out in prison. Ledge.




Alternate Universe's

Here is what happened when Disney met Looney Tunes:



And this is what Sayid/Jacob would look like, had he been in a universe where the plane had not crashed and where he were made of lego:



Ok i actually have hundreds of screen shots on my desktop. The rest will have to wait. Peace.

Rant.

So this is my first rant. I don't like ranting so i will try and keep it short. I think i'll start on a positive.

I used to go to Nando's on the odd occasion. I went about 3 weeks ago and was given a loyalty card. Clever things those are. I've since been 5 times. So i went to get cash out to go again and earn myself a half chicken, and noticed that my bank balance was a lot higher than i thought it was. I got a mini statement. Today is the 31st January 2010. On the 1st February 2010, £462 was paid into my account. That's tomorrow. But it's already there. I jumped for joy at the cash machine at receiving money from the future. I didn't stop to think that the only person with the ability to send money back in time is Benjamin Linus.
So then i went to Nando's and got my stamp.
Then, after having spent £70 on my Oyster card in the past month, i bought a bicycle, to save monies in the future. To celebrate having a bike me and my friend decided to go and see Precious in the cinema. And here's where the rant starts. I bought my bike on Brick lane. No cinemas in Brick Lane. So the closest cinema was Leicester Square. Got on the tube at liverpool street. ''LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, BICYCLES ARE NOT ALLOWED ON THE CENTRAL LINE AT ANY TIME. BICYCLES ARE NOT ALLOWED ON THE CENTRAL LINE!!! NOT ALLOWED!!!'' Oh. He's talking to me. So me and my friend looked at the tube map for a while, and decided that he would get the central line to the cinema. Me, not being the sort of person to have google maps on their mobile phone, had to do my best with the geographical knowledge i had. So i got the hammersmith and City line to Euston square, and rode my bike from their to Leicester square.

I'll intersperse here with a review of Precious. Starts quite traumatically. You learn to love Mo'nique. And you can't help but wander 'Is that REALLY what Mariah Carey looks like without makeup? and whats that funny line above her lip? Did she have botox? Oh no, Precious is having another rape flash back! Cover your eyes!'
You cry near the end. And it makes you want to name your children Mongoloid.

So then the film was over. I had decided to go to Wembley to have Sunday Dinner with my family. I had previously learned that bicycles were not allowed on certain tube lines, so i decided to re-ride back to Euston and get the overground to Wembley.
Ok so this is where the story gets really difficult to understand. I don't want you to understand it. I want you to be just as confused as i was.
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Rode there, "No Bakerloo line or London overground."
Ok, so i will got Euston Square and get the Metropolitan line to Wembley Park, so i went to Euston Square and waited on the platform, but no Metropolitan line, so i figured get the Hammersmith and City line train to Paddington then see what happens. So i got off at Paddington to get the Metropolitan Line to Wembley Park. "No Metropolitan Line."
Oh that's fine. I'll just get the Jubilee line. "I'm sorry sir, bikes are not allowed on the jubilee line between paddington and St Johns Wood."
"But st. Johns wood is the next stop?"
"Yes. you can get on at st. johns wood and go to wembley, but you need to leave the underground here and cycle to St. Johns wood. Or go to marleybone and get a chilternam train to wembley stadium."
"Ok i think i will just ride my bike to St Johns wood. Can i go through this gate?"
"No. sorry. You have to carry your bike down those stairs, then up the stairs at the other side and leave there."
So i do the bike carrying, ride from PADDINGTON to ST JOHNS WOOD, realising i know more geography than i thought, and find St Johns Wood to be closed. So i decide to ride to Finchley road.
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On the way i pass Swiss Cottage Station, and notice that both 'Swiss' and 'Cottage' are types of cheese. Then while focusing on the bus lane, i came up with a remix to 'LoveGame' ... it went like ''Lets ride our bikes, our legs are fit, i wanna take a ride with suspension gears. Lets drive in BusLanes, drive in BusLanes, do you ride bikes, in a bus lane? on the bus lane. On the bus lane."
As you can probably tell, by this point i wasn't angry any more. I got on at finchely road, and saw a nice advert on the tube. I thought that for all TFL didn't do for me today, i could not do something in return for them, so i stole the advert:



Ignore the love heart, instead focus on the names of the locations. <3 'Picalilli Circus'. Also notice my ever whitening teeth. Peace.

Moral: Whatever TFL throws at you; take something back.