So I moved back to London at the weekend and have been settling in. The area I live in is kind of rough, but I'm white middle-class so a house with out a gated drive way is considered 'ghetto' for me. But the area is fairly quiet to be fair. I was expeciting a lot more activity (for lack of a better word) at night time but the most noise I've heard from the area is children playing outside, so it seems pretty alright. I start back at uni on Monday, which I'm quite excited and nervous about because of the new campus, so it's kind of like being a first year again, but it'll all settle down after I get used to things. Other than that, not a lot is new. I'm kind of hoping that once I get back into a routine of doing work that I actually care about, then I'll get back into wanting to do some personal work. I wasn't really writing a lot last year but I was using my camera quite a bit, so maybe I'll get back into that. I hope. To be honest, I'm kind of ambivalent about stuff like that at the moment. I don't really feel like I have to do anything like that consistantly to validate myself as a 'creative' (I hate using that word, makes me feel a bit pretentious) but I just feel bad for not having done like that for a while, because I kind of miss it, I've just not had the energy.
So yeah, my last post was August and a lot of stuff has happened since then. Personally, I think I've changed a fair bit. I'm a lot 'happier' than I was last year. I realised there's a lot of stuff I really could do without, stuff that I felt would make me feel better about myself, but in reality, it didn't really matter. It's not important what I'm talking about specifically. And that's kind of the point, it's not important. Although I'm not going to lie, life isn't perfect. I still have my ups and downs, just like most people. But the important thing is that the ups are more frequent than the downs. I guess one example is my blog, which I deleted not long ago, but before that I had it for a few years. I deleted it mainly because I felt no one was readng it, but I kept it for so long because I felt like it was something I needed in my life, but in actuality, just made me feel more bleak and unwanted because no one wanted to read it. If that makes any sense, then that is just one of the things I realised I didn't actually want/need.
But yeah, I have for a while now wanted to get back into writing. It's a shame that I keep saying this as well, seeing as I never capatalise on this. Well, I did start writing something earlier in the summer, but kind of abandoned it. Yeah guys, give it up for abandoned novel number three
So if I do actually have any 'followers' still looking at this page, don't give up hope on me, haha!







