Next week, at this time, I’ll be done with university… I’ll be graduated. And it scares me a lot.

I don’t have a plan. I don’t have a job. I don’t know what am I going to do.

I’ll be an official Costume Designer, but this is something I no longer want to do.

I’ve applied to a trainee program in our  bigger TV channel yesterday, and I think I have big chances of been called, but this is something I really didn’t wanted to do. I have a friend who works there, and she has no life. No life at all. She only works, even Sundays, and she works more than 10h a day.

If you asked me 5 years ago, that would be my dream job, not as a costume designer, but maybe as a art producer, or something. But now all I want to do is to have a job I work certain hours a day and I don’t have to bring work for home. Nothing like working 10 / 12h a day. But actually I think I don’t have another option.

And of course, working as a photographer, that I would do 24h a day without complaining.