Sheffield Hallam

That is it.

The End.

The opening was last night and it was a brilliant experience, but it also signifies the end of my uni life.

What am I going to do now?

Which path will I take?

time will tell…

The final day of my degree. It’s not even the final day, I have less than 24 hours left. And I feel like I’m stalling.

I have to polish off my sketchbooks to be assessed and I don’t feel like it. The sun is not helping as well.

I just have top think, this is the last slog, get it done, make it great.

Make it work.

Very little time left.

It’s all coming together. My work is up on the wall I spend three days fixing, and my work now covers most of the work I did.

I ironed my work toady. I bit obsessive of me, I know. I now need to finish off the small details of the text, rolling up the bottoms and sticking the tops. Which are all very small things and should be simple.

I find it annoying that I now have to spend my time organising my back up work so it is cohesive. It is understandable to me and I find that that is what matters. But unfortunately that is not what matters to get a good grade.

I’m going to go to sleep very soon. I find that I can work better in the early morning than the late night. I’ve only been home for two hours, a little bit depressing but I won’t complain as I’d rather get the job done that make a half arsed attempt.

Night night to all the final year students, I hope your degree show preperations are going well.

It’s hard work but it’ll all be worth it. My first years are clearly useless, as none have turned up to help me. I’m doing sort of fine by myself anyway.

One of my board problems has been sorted, the other will be fixed tomorrow, by the technicians or myself. I will make sure it’s fixed.

And the floor will be painted tomorrow.

Then I can start hanging my work next week.

Busy, busy, but like I said it’ll all be worth it.

I’m on my way to finding solutions, but in doing so I have created further problems.

But I know that I am strong enough to make this work. I am a hard worker and I will stay up every night if needs be.

My space grew today. In my degree show proposal I asked for three to four meters. I now have five and a half.

I shouldn’t complain, I have fought for space. I deserve space, I have worked in cold, cramped conditions.

I just need to rework my ideas and possibly create more pieces.

I know I can do this.

Don’t doubt me,