So this July I’m going down to London over my birthday week to exhibit at Old Spitalfields Market in the hopes of getting a job somewhere. Also spending the week staying in Shoreditch and drinking with Uni friends for a week is exciting and a plus.
Terrified of going down though. Like beyond terrified.
Fingers crossed next weeks job interview goes well.
Never understanding your own hypocrisy.
how have you been, my sexy scottish prince?
I’ve been just okay. Just getting over things, getting through Uni work, going to job interviews for after graduation etc etc etc.