I think I want to be a Journalist

It seems to me lately that everyone knows what they want to do when they leave Uni, vaguely at least. I on the other hand am one of those people who have no idea what so ever what they want to do…until today at least. Most people in Creative Writing were not impressed with the whole idea of a journalism lecture, I on the other hand was intrigued. I genuinely wondered what they could teach us in Creative Writing. 

Overall I agreed with what the lecturer said, other elements not so much. I will say though that it was the most enthusiastic I have felt in a Creative Writing lecture for quite a while now. I found something I was genuinely interested in. I’ll admit it wasn’t a sudden epiphany I’ve been toying with the idea of going into journalism for quite a while now but while I’m so close to London, why not?   

Who knows if this is something I’ll still want to do by the end of my degree? I might completely change my mind and want to go into teaching again or I might do a law conversion. I think the thing with uni is that I can try new things and not have to completely make my mind up just yet. 

What I want to be when I grow up

You know when you’re a kid? You dream about everything you can be and there are absolutely no limits. I’ve changed my mind so many times about what I want to be my ‘proper job’. You see I want to be a musician, I want to do it more than anything in the world but in my lecture today something came to me, a thought that is now burning through my mind like a flame. I want to be a journalist, well I think I do anyway. I swear I was the only one in the lecture today who was excited by a journalism lecture, even though I didn’t particularly agree with some of the things said I’m seriously considering some work experience.

An important part of uni is trying to work out just about what you’re going to do when they throw you out eventually, you know into the big scary world. The timers ticking, I have 3 years here and then I’m supposed to work it all out. Well that’s the theory anyway…

The day I became a real Journalist!


I realise that a lot of my posts are being very boring and samey at the moment. It’s just constantly saying goodbye, packing and being nervous. Today I thought this post would be the same and I’m very aware of boring you all! So to my surprise whileI was eating with my Mum I recieve and email from Be the Red Carpet magazine (something I have recently joined) asking if I could cover a phone interview with Lee from 90’s pop band 911 as they are making a big come back. My nerves were in pieces and me and mum had to run around town trying to get everything done as I researched, wrote questions and prayed my phone wouldn’t die before I called him. So my first interview took place in my mums car in the town center car park, luckily Lee was an absolute star and was so kind to me. It was so surreal to just phone him up and have a chat although it always helps when the person is laid back. I definately want to be a journalist now, well if I can’t be a musician I will specialise in music and events. It gave me so much self confidence!

Today was non-stop from the minute I woke up. After shopping and the interview I raced to my grandparents to say goodbye and have my family birthday party with all my little cousins, it really was a lovely time. Then tonight packing again! There have been tears already between me and Mum but that’s to be expected, we cry at anything and eveything. I’m not nervous about moving yet, I don’t think it’s hit me properly. I’m really hoping everything fits in the car tomorrow!!!