I hate it when things come to an end.

This post is going to be a little raw. But that's kind of what I want - I'll write it once without re-reading and post how it is, literally my uncut and sporadic thoughts.

One thing I never wanted, was for this blog to turn into a blog where I constantly apologise for not updating regularly enough. So in thought of remedying that, I'm starting to list themes and things to write about and post on here more regularly. I'll be posting thoughts and things about life - but there wont be many stories at the moment due to my current aims in life. Also, I'd like to be more honest alongside the comical rants.

Speaking of which, I want to share something a little more honest on here now. It might sound sad and stuff, but so be it, I understand and that's what counts. The thing is, I have just finished watching the last ever episode of House and was genuinely sad afterwards, in the knowledge that it wont be made anymore.

Now, people can say what they like about the show - hate it or love it or never really watched it. But I enjoyed the show, and I especially enjoyed the character House. I will have to also admitting to wishing myself more like the character (harsh as he is - he's brilliant). But that's not it, ranting about people wishing they were a more interesting character in a more eventful programme is another blog post elsewhere.

What upset me, is that for my age and point in life it made me realise how I hate things coming to an end. With the end of something that lasted so long and was so epic, it followed all the little things that I realise have gone. I only ever seem to realise this in small medias - such as when I complete a Final Fantasy game and get upset because I don't want the game to end.

When this happens, it's not the game you're worried about, it's just that it's more obvious that the adventure you were on is now over and it's something you don't really notice as much in life when it does happen.

I know this post might seem a little bit pointless to some people, or just stating the obvious, but fact is that it's rare that I stop to notice my own weaknesses. And as much as goodbyes don't bother me and as much as I prefer change to things staying the same - some things, I just don't want to end.

But with the sadness of things that have ended, it accompanies the fear of things that will come to an end. And I've realised how much more that will happen to me from now on. More things are going to start and random opportunities to take, but that leaves many more doors to be closed. So, you see, it's not that House has finished, it's what it represents kind of makes me feel a little vulnerable.

So to end on a nice note. A silent thank you to all the nameless people who have shaped my growing up. I wish everyone who actually read this post to the end many happy memories and situations you don't take for granted. Thanks.