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It's been quite awhile since I've done this, so bear with me.

High school is over.

HSC is done with.

University and the rest of my life is ahead.

It's really funny looking back at how much every Year 12er was freaking out about HSC over a 12-month period and that failing it would be the end of the world. It could be said this is an exaggeration, but I remember feeling emotions akin to those words in the week before waiting for results.

Ironically, those results don't matter anymore. Now I'm taking it easy and doing what I want (mostly). I'm getting on with the rest of my life. I only keep in contact with a handful of people from school, which saddens me - I know there are many good people I won't see again for a long time.

But in the mean time, I've accustomed myself to become more introverted, if not slightly reclusive, keeping to my own devices on some days. Learning to cook this and that has been a frightful challenge - frying has its payoffs but potentially painful at the same time. Gaming (especially with Sebastian) has taken up the customary third of a day most days, whether playing fighting games or going through an adventure/RPG together.

Funnily however, something that monopolises a great part of my time and energy has been songwriting; putting out feelings in a "poetic" way, if it can be called poetic. I guess it's a kind of journal-keeping, though I'm lucky enough to have a family that doesn't snoop around for personal information of that kind. The privacy that comes every morning when they leave for work allows me the freedom to explore composition in a way I don't dare in front of other people. It's becoming a hobby, albeit a vexing one. Of the various songs I have written, I'm only happy with two or three of them.

Life after high school (or at least the months immediately following) has been very...educational, from a personal sense. I feel I know more of myself, spent more time alone and away from others everyday. Not to say that I don't go out - mum complains I go out too much - simply the fact that I have 'me-time'.

Will this blog continue? Of course - if not sporadically. We'll see how this goes.