Apologies for not writing yet another awesome blog. If any of you reading this are Journalism students at Bournemouth University, you will understand why! My days have been spent for around the last week completing what can only be described as a "fuck-off essay" to be handed in tomorrow, and I am sat here in the newsroom waiting for my dear friend and colleague to go through and check my work. The essay title? What are the effects of competition on the quality and diversity of media programmes. My question? What are the effects of giving a shit.
Writing for me at the moment is not exactly something I want to be doing. I've been doing it literally all day and frankly am only on here to stop myself melting of boredom. Waking up before ten o' clock is bad enough, let alone slogging out all day something which realistically nobody cares about. That said, if a small child and my essay were both hanging off a cliff and I could only save one, it would be the essay any day. I'm not a racist, I just put badass effort into that!
Hannah is here with me as I'm writing this, telling me about her predicament back home- bloody brummies. I hope she reads this now and appreciates the fact I didn't make a ginger joke about her. If Ash was here, she'd have shaved her hair off by now. I can only guess that the situation has deteriorated, I could swear she picked up her phone to read a text message before it even vibrated. Oh, and apparently the German market starts on Thursday back at her home. She looks genuinely upset about that. Facebook status update over.
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