All Change!

Hey guys!

I highly doubt many of you even stop by here anymore but I thought I'd make this post all the same.

I've recently left university, I'm growing up, about to graduate and I just got my first job so I figured it was a perfect time to start afresh. I've started a new blog to document this new chapter in my life that I will certainly be updating frequently and I'd love it if you came along for the journey with me.

So yeah, come on over and be sure to follow me at:

http://plustwentyone.blogspot.com!

Thank you to all of you that have stuck with me since I made this blog and Youtube channel back when I was a snotty 16-year-old; I can't believe it has been so long. I still read all of your blogs and I hope to get around to a bit more interaction now that I'm settling down.

So yeah, see you (hopefully) over at the new blog!

The wanderer.

This may just be yet another gratuitous photo of myself but I feel that this one sums up exactly how I've been feeling a lot of the time lately. Don't worry I haven't turned emo ranting about sadness and depression, I'm a happy chappy.

Just a little lost, that's all.

An online purpose.

I love blogging but there are way too many social networking sites out there. It's beginning to confuse me as to what I should be writing and where, which is one of the main reasons as to why this blog gets periodically abandoned. I have this Blogspot blog, a Tumblr, a Livejournal, a Vox and I'm on Twitter. I guess I'm struggling to recognise the purpose of each one and everything I have to say often gets dispersed between them meaning that my words never actually make it to this blog.

I rarely use my Livejournal anymore, in fact I keep it purely to read other friends' entries. Tumblr has a similar use to Twitter - it's community based and designed for the fast sharing of things you find interesting. However, I've quickly come to realise that the Tumblr 'community' is mostly made up of prepubescent teens complaining, starting arguments and doing almost anything they can to get attention. That's all fine, I was more than likely the same at one time but it isn't something I wish to partake in now. My Vox as far as I know only has one reader so I use that as a place to occasionally post more personal entries but I hate its restrictions when it comes to customisation.

So I suppose that leaves this blog. I know from site statistics that (though many choose not to comment) this blog gets a lot of traffic, most likely from my YT channel - so I know that people must be interested.... goodness knows why. Like many of the brilliant blogs I read on Bloglovin.com, I'm going to use this blog as more of a 'lifelog'. There isn't much difference of course but it removes the idea of structure and means I'll be posting anything and everything; photos, thoughts, things I find interesting.

Hopefully that will encourage me to post as I don't have to think about sitting down and writing a huge, witty entry every time - though I'll definitely be doing that when the mood takes me. I just like the idea of having one place in which to collect life's events. It will be like the Livejournal that I've had since I was twelve, though hopefully a lot less cringeworthy......

I would call this 'Arcadian 2.0' but to be honest, I don't think it ever really left beta.

summer's return.

Summer has definitely hit English shores. As a fan of the sun I welcome this time of year yet it frustrates me just how ill equipped we are for this type of weather, even after all of these years. You would think that the country would be better prepared by now though I guess that no more than two weeks of intense heat per year makes preparation less economically viable.

I have now been back home for almost a week and though most friends are still off in their respective university cities, I've managed to find things with which to busy myself. Moving back into my bedroom took the best part of three days and even now, as I stand in the doorway, I wonder exactly how I even managed it. Eventually I was forced to unleash my ruthless side and I ended up throwing away two bin liners worth of clothes and quite a few old books. I'm a person that hates change of any description so I was sad to see them go but my bedroom hasn't really been properly organised since I was around 16 years old and was in desperate need of maturing. It's just nice to have a space of my own again.

Just as I had moved home on monday, I received a phone call from a job agency in Lincoln regarding a potential graduate management programme. Despite having moved home, I still showed interest as it is way too much of an opportunity to pass up. The recruiter emailed me to tell me that I was shortlisted but I haven't heard anything since. Fingers crossed - though I know it'll be a hassle moving back should I get it. I'm just thinking of the positive - at least it keeps life interesting right?

chapter closed.

Today I moved back home forever after finishing my three years at university. I think it has only just sunk in that it really is the end of an era - no more Lincoln, no more studying, no more spending every waking hour with friends. This is it, the real world and I'm not sure that I'm ready for it just yet.

That little attic room is where I have spent the past year. It has seen three love interests, one christmas, a 21st birthday, the bitching between housemates and the stress of a dissertation. If only walls could talk. To see it bare like that after I finally managed to move everything downstairs kind of broke my heart; I hate change but it's all a part of moving on and for that I am grateful.

As much as I'd love to cling on to the carefree student lifestyle forever, I'm now itching to start working, to earn my own money and to finally get my foot on the career ladder. It is true what I said back in January, 2010 really is proving to be the year that is shaping my life more than any other before and as scary as it is, it's also very exciting.

The process of attempting to fit two bedroom's worth of clutter into my room back home is an unenviable task but I'm glad that I'll finally have my own space back - one place containing everything that I own. Don't get me wrong, as nice as it was being able to live in two separate locations, neither ever felt properly like home.

I'll always remember this scorching summer's day in June, the day that I moved out, ending my university experience for good. Sometimes it is hard to pinpoint exact times in your life in which one chapter ends and a new one begins but this is definitely one of those points. Having said that, I'm not quite ready to start the new chapter just yet.

Maybe I'll just bookmark this page for the time being.....