Change (your socks every day).

Life is a funny old business.
At the moment, mine is completely different to what it's been for the past 18 years, and this massive change has given me reason to think about that.

From what I've gathered, as children, we take our carefree existence for granted; as teenagers, we can't wait to get out there and start being independent, and escape stuff like our mothers nagging us about how a plate of baked beans for dinner every day is not acceptable, and nor is throwing the freshly laundered pile of clothes we were just handed into the rubble at the bottom of our wardrobes. And then one day, we pack up our possessions and head off somewhere new. And that night, in our lonely new beds, we wonder why we ever left.

In my worst moods here, I find myself wishing I could go home, shut the front door on the rest of the world and never venture out again. At times like these, I find it hard to accept that now is the time for me to start looking after myself. It seems incredibly unfair that I'm not able to stay at home all day, reading Harry Potter, play-fighting with my dad and watching the Great British Bake-Off with my mum.

It frustrates me how change disturbs me so much. I can't handle it at all. And yet without change, there'd be no point to anything. Nothing would ever have happened. Life is change.

At my age, this is the time where everything changes. In a way, it comforts me, knowing that although none of my friends moved abroad like I did, they're all going through drastic changes as well. For some of them, the distance issue is just as great as it is for me. For others, they may be closer to home but finding themselves lonelier than usual - not seeing their old friends every day. It's difficult, but exciting all the same.

As for me, I'm looking forward to striking a balance between home comforts and independence when I start University in my home county, Yorkshire, next September. And thankfully, this time I'm spending away from home right now will prepare me for what's coming, and I should be able to face that with no issues after facing something like this.

So I suppose I'm saying what everybody always says. Change is difficult, but necessary, and useful in many ways. How very grown up and philosophical of me. But what I wouldn't give to be sat at home, with my Mum and Dad, like we used to.

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And from the sublime to the ridiculous, according to my Spam inbox, I've just won $1,500,000.00 for the second time this month. I can finally afford my unicorn! ^^

Lessthanthree.

I have a crush on cyberspace.

Well sort of.
So as I've infiltrated most of the other major internet portals, I felt it was time to begin a blog. A proper, write-about-stuffz blog. Because I like writing about stuffz.

I'm going to try and keep this a daily thing as well. Not STRICTLY daily - you aren't allowed to send letterbombs if I skip a couple; it's... er... loosely daily. Just to give myself a bit of wiggle room. Because we all like wiggling. I've won trophies for wiggling. Actually not joking. Happyways dancing classes when I was about three. Wiggler of the Week. That's right.

ANYWAY.

I wanted to do this for various reasons. Writing is slowly becoming a very important part of my life. With a few ideas for novels floating around in my nog, I need to get back into the practice of typing prose regularly - since leaving college, I've been incredibly lax in that department, with my typing strictly limited to Facebook statuses - "I feel uncomfortable with the fact that I'm comfortable doing laundry now. It's like a false sense of security before something bad happens and my knickers all turn orange and start exploding" - Tweets - "Window's open, room's cold, I'm too toasty in bed to get out and shut it, therefore I'm sort of half toasty, half freezing. #logicorwhat"  - and YouTube video descriptions - "SUBSCRIBE FOR FREE HUGS." Not exactly the height of writing sophistication. Ha. As if this will be, either.

And as you can see from what I've just shown you, the internet is becoming a mahoosive part of my life. It has brought me a whole new dimension of friends and laughs, and I feel incredibly lucky to be a part of today's generation. I have a personal YouTube channel that I'm having a lot of fun with, and have a few ideas for. I'm part of a collaborative channel with three amazing girls from all over the world. I'm proud to be a part of various internet communities, such as YouTube obviously, but also the Nerdfighters, where again I have met some incredible people, and Team Starkid, which just makes my life better every day just by being there and being awesome - ahem - supermegafoxyawesomehot.

I never used to understand the fascination some people had with the internet. From what I could see, it was just people trying to be 'scene' on MySpace, various confusing games that I suck at because of my crap hand-eye co-ordination, and Google. I never realised the scope for finding out about yourself, making friends with amazing people and pushing your creativity to the limits. I'm so thankful that I've found it now, just when I need it so desperately. I'm away from home, in another country, missing my family and friends and feeling rather lonely. Except for the internet, the one constant thing in my life. It gives me a vital connection to friends and family, and a vast range of choices of things to do when I'm at my most homesick. It also helps expand my other interests - aside from welcoming me into the Harry Potter community (first Potter reference, WOOT), it's introduced me to a whole world of books, music, writing and charity projects that I would have struggled to discover otherwise.

So fankz, internet. You're awesome.
Now I'm going to wrap up the proper writing and go back to 140-character musings for the rest of my evening. See you tomorrow.

Lessthanthree.