Untitled. Unidentified. Unfinished.

Rowan. 20. Human. Queer. Feminist. Sex positive. Agnostic.

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This week I will find out whether I got the apprenticeship at the National Theatre. I have never been more scared about anything in my life. Literally my whole life is hanging in the balance here, this could change everything.

If I don’t get it, I won’t have lost anything, I will be in the same position I already was, only feeling more confident because I know I did well throughout this experience, to get through to the second interview etc. I will pick myself up and keep working hard - this whole thing has motivated me, shown me that I can and do want to work really hard to achieve my goals.

But if I do get it… well wow. It would be amazing. It means moving to London in September, Tish coming as well, us just running off for an amazing adventure in the big city. It would mean a lot of hard work and a lot of growing up pretty quick, but I know I have a great support system behind me who I can always turn to. 

All my fingers and toes are crossed, but I’m trying to prepare myself for the possibility of not getting the job as well. Now it’s just a waiting game, I’ve done everything I can to show them I would be the right person, and I know I have done that to the best of my ability, I’m proud of myself for getting this far. 

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You smell of bacon?! That's it, you would officially be the best girlfriend ever!

Aha thankyou anon.

Though I don’t really make a very good girlfriend at all! Unless your idea of a good girlfriend is someone who sleeps around and is pretty self obsessed! Maybe smelling like bacon is enough for you though.

I spend like nearly every day with Tish, yet I’m still excited to see her after just a day without her.

Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had a fantastic day to myself, got a lot done and felt very happy on my own. I don’t need anyone else to make me happy, but I enjoy sharing my happiness with her. And after a day alone rejuvenating I am glad to know I still enjoy my own company and find it valuable to spend time without other people.

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