The serpent spoke this unto me through gilded light and lunacy: If any man have an ear, let him hear.

I've reached a point in my life again when I feel that blogging purely for my own personal benefit would prove to be useful. I once did but then stopped when I came to realise that I was no longer doing it for myself, but using it (livejournal) as a way of communicating and networking in a similar way to how I use my myspace account. But I don't want that. That's not what it is about for me.

And so my fully fledged adult life is only just beginning in written form even though I feel i've lived so much and through so many polarised existences. Its high time, high tide, to document it.

Recently after a week long grueling search I found a wonderful flat whose deposit has been placed and will soon to be impregnated with all my belongings, my life and eventually my memories. It's strange to think that I won't be living in my place in Mile End anymore, which despite its many unsavoury elements, i've become to love. Although living here has seemingly been the cause of much attrition- it has also been my home for a year and has helped me to realise that a home is really what you make it. But a new location means a new start which is always exciting and its wonderful to be able to experience another area of London which I haven't had much contact with before. High ceilings and fireplaces also keep me happy too. ;p

I'm also hoping that the change in location will mean a change in my outlook on things. I've recently lost sight of why i'm here and what keeps me happy and I need to find that again. It's time for my dreams to put on thier work clothes and stop being dreams any more. Motivation is what I need. And so my second university year encroaches and I plan to really concentrate this time around. Although I got a 2:1 for my first year, I know I can do better, and I know will do better. If I want to achieve my dreams then I really have no option. I need that 1st. Not coming 1st is not winning afterall.