Finished? almost!

Finished…well I’ve not finished fully but the main bulk is out of the way for a while. Dissertation handed in, and what a happy day that was. Today I have ordered my prints for my exhibition and they will be with me Thursday so fingers crossed everything is ok with them and then I can frame them Thursday and wrap them up ready to hand in on the 12th. This means a stress free time – going home next Wednesday for my 21st for a few days and then back to Preston for a meeting about the final exhibition and handing in my prints.
So I’m the big 2 1 in just over a week and I’m really excited. More excited to see my family as I’ve not been home since Christmas with uni being really busy and it being a trek home. Looking forward to a meal with everyone, drinks and shopping.
Its really strange, knowing I’m going to be 21 I remember when I was 16 and we would sit around and talk about what we thought we would be doing. We thought we would all still be close which hasn’t happened because we have all grow up, people have moved away and things just change. I still talk to certain people and hope that soon we can meet up and be all shocked about how we have all changed. Some people I don’t even talk to anymore and haven’t for years, and wont ever again, this doesn’t bother at all, things happen for a reason and things are the way they are. Im where I thought I would be anyway – finishing university and looking for a job, turns out having ‘a life plan’ does work out. I didn’t think however, that I would be living where I am, if anyone has seen my poor excuse of a house then you would understand. It’s not really a house, more a shell that I and the boyfriend rent from a woman. No words describe her. When it’s windy or it rains, we are lucky that the house doesn’t floor or get blown down. I need to get a job before we can move ideally. I have issues with house and flat hunting because I look at the wallpaper or the condition of the carpets whereas the Mr looks at the space and size of the place.
I’m soon, well, I’m hopefully soon going to graduate and then everything changes. I will get a job, again, hopefully, and I will be paying taxes, I will move house and then we can have our very own little heaven and I will grow into a tax paying young lady. Things won’t be that easy and because I know they won’t, it makes it easier. No point going into graduation thinking ‘so I will just wait for that call from Terry Richardson and then I will also become a famous fashion photographer’ but Terry, if you are reading this, get in touch!
Now I need to focus of getting everything done and sorted of the exhibition and finding a job. Sounds simple but that’s a hell of a task!
Birthday countdown begins: 8days! HURRY UP 5th!