and here i stand (well sit) on my final day of living here in my studio flat, the first place i ever rented, first time i took those independent steps and stumbles, sorted out bills, cleaning, cooking, extended travel to work and back. where i watched a friend turn to a loudmouthed abusive ex to one of my other friends, where i stayed up all night excited for my small background role in "The Bill" tv soap, then promply passed out on getting home and waking up to some show about ventriloquist puppets that was on my tv at 1.30am. where i went paintballing for the first time, helping my team constantly win with my well placed smoke grenades, paintball covering fire and warning shouts of incoming enemy locations.
so much has happened in this past year that has really changed who i am as a person and helped me to shape into a much better and responsible person through it. im still good old sarcastic and strange guy all my friends know, but im also so much more. i will always remember this little flat as the place where that all happened, where i truly went from being a teen to a young man. if a studio flat can have that effect, i cant wait to see what my next place will do for my life.
at least at my next place i will be sharing with my good friend, therefore splitting the bills and having more spare money (sweet blessed money) to spend on things, so my Equity membership can actually be paid for, and allow me to boost my career ten-fold, with a bit of luck and right place/right time scenarios.
well, onwards and upwards, its the only way i can go so far, havent risen high enough to fall yet.
this is Sean McQuinn, signing off, thanks for listening children! (three dog referance, if you dont get it, shame on you, and play fallout 3)
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