What Inspired Me To Become A Journalist

I bet you’re waiting for the Legally Blonde of the Journo movie category but there wasn’t one for me (however 13 Going On 30 and Confessions Of A Shopaholic did give the VIBES) and I still ended up wanting to become a journalist.

It wasn’t my dream job in school though, I actually hated the idea of being a journalist. We get a bad rep, and the idea of chasing people for stories was not for me, understandably. But what we weren’t told, is that *good* journalists don’t actually do that.

Growing up, I wanted to be the next Jacqueline Wilson. She was my idol. I loved all her books and wished I could spread awareness for hard hitting topics when I was a big girl too. I loved Enid Blyton for her imagination, I adored Anne Franks diary and put her high on the pedistol from a young age. All I wanted was to make a difference, and born was my love for writing.

I used to spend so much of my time writing short stories, idea’s for books and diaries. Used too? I still do.

  • What Inspired Me To Become A Journalist

    I bet you’re waiting for the Legally Blonde of the Journo movie category but there wasn’t one for me (however 13 Going On 30 and Confessions Of A Shopaholic did give the VIBES) and I still ended up wanting to become a journalist.

    It wasn’t my dream job in school though, I actually hated the idea of being a journalist. We get a bad rep, and the idea of chasing people for stories was not for me, understandably. But what we weren’t told, is that *good* journalists don’t actually do that.

    Growing up, I wanted to be the next Jacqueline Wilson. She was my idol. I loved all her books and wished I could spread awareness for hard hitting topics when I was a big girl too. I loved Enid Blyton for her imagination, I adored Anne Franks diary and put her high on the pedistol from a young age. All I wanted was to make a difference, and born was my love for writing.

    I used to spend so much of my time writing short stories, idea’s for books and diaries. Used too? I still do.

    I found blogging at 16, and I found it for all the wrong reasons. I was in a really bad place mentally and I found blogs that promoted harmful behaviour (I thought they just understood what it was like to have depression, but I fell down a whole other hole – but that’s a topic for another day). So, I tried to find other ways to be creative. I found Zoella and Louise Pentland, and I was hooked on blogging. I started my own, and I talked about ‘what was in my handbag’ and Taylor’s latest song, I talked about clothes (even had a few *sorta* collabs – turns out giving you a discount in return for photos and blog post, IS NOT A COLLAB) and I talked about my mental health.

    I fell in love, I was getting a lot of views and recognition (for me anyway) but I never believed I could make it on my own, and at 17 the idea of journalism came to me. I found an old note on my laptop where I vented my idea of becoming a journalist, then I shut my laptop and decided I’d never make it.

    I tried Travel and Tourism, Photography, I worked in a bank, a call centre, a restaurant, a shop. I went to college and got my English qualification, ignored it for two years once I had been rejected from one writing course and floated between jobs, always miserable. (It was almost a Rory Gilmore moment – minus the yacht theft, falling out with my parents and getting a job with my grandmother while living in her pool house).

    Then I decided I couldn’t take a life of jumping between jobs, being unhappy and applied to college. I got into a course I didn’t even have the qualifications for, and found Journalism.

    Don’t get me wrong, I have my doubts – as we all do from time to time – but overall, it’s the most settled I’ve felt in a career.

    And in five years time? Well, I’ll have finished university. Which means hopefully I’ll have had some experience on their newspaper, and other freelance work.

    Maybe I’ll be on Vogue or Cosmopolitan, or writing for the Guardian. Maybe I’ll be a travel writer, maybe I’ll keep the blog going.

    Do I have it all worked out now? Not in the slightest.

    Did I have a hero I followed religiously to get me here today? No, not unless Taylor Swift suddenly counts as a journalist.

    I knew I loved writing, it was as simple as that. I wanted to make a difference and be able to express myself. I realised I could do that thorugh writing. Here I am, almost a journalist.

    Well, I am a journalist. Actually.

  • SOUR by Olivia Rodrigo and Why I Love it so Much

    No but how have I been transported back to being 17?

    And God, Olivia couldn’t have worded being a heartbroken teenager better if she tried.

    The thing about this heartbreak album, that’s laced with just the right amount of bitterness, is that it’s relatable as a teenager who feels so intensely but it is also relatable to someone in their 20’s/30’s who have had their fair share of bad eggs – or even one hella bad egg,

    Before it’s release, I really thought “good 4 u” would be the one angsty paramore vibe song of the album to just throw us off.

    Then 10 seconds into the album, we got into “brutal”. It’s misleading operatic intro, and her echo-shout “I want it to be like, messy” makes the drop so much powerful than if she had left it out.

    And yes, I relate to this song at 23 as much as I would’ve if it had been released when I was 17.

    What I love about this album, that’s made up predominantly of break up songs, it never feels repetitive.

    Also, ending an album with a major LGBTQI+ support anthem is a 10/10 from me.

    hope ur ok is such a heartfelt song, reaching out to the community and I loved every second of it.

    It’s gorgeous.

    Olivia writes beautifully. Okay. I’m obsessed.

    My top songs:

    brutal

    The only negative thing I can say about this song is that it ends. This two minute number needs to last about 20 minutes longer.

    Her paramore-esque opener is going to be the soundtrack of nearly every teenagers (and 20’s) life.

    Full of angst, and power, and confidence, it perfectly tells the story of feeling powerless, anxious and insecure.

    The perfect contrast.

    Favourite lyrics:

    I can usually pick a favourite lyric pretty easily from a song but this is an exception to the rule.

    So minus “God, it’s brutal out here” that gives me another LEVEL of serotonin, I’m gonna go with

    “And I’m so sick of seventeen / where’s my fucking teenage dream?”

    good 4 u

    When this was released, I was like YES GIRL and didn’t think she could release anything better.

    It’s still in my top songs but her entire album is on this level.

    Major paramore vibes from miss Olivia here and lord, I am here for it.

    Favourite lyrics:

    It’s like we never even happened / Baby what the fuck is up with that?

    enough for you

    Okay but if you didn’t almost cry listening to this song then well, aren’t you lucky ?

    It’s acoustic slow melody along with olivias beautiful voice and raw lyrics is something can take you by surprise.

    We had driver’s license, another heartfelt emotional song. However the difference between these two songs is enough for you is stripped back, which in a way makes it even sadder to listen too.

    Favourite lyrics:

    I’d say you broke my heart / But you broke much more than that

    Or of course, the entire final bridge. That makes me want to SOB.

    I think it’s fair to say that Olivia Rodrigo is here to stay, her personal storytelling methods really bring her songs to life.

    Anyone else want to come to her tour with me?

  • Re-recordings: My Top 5 To Hear From Fearless (Taylor’s Version)

    With it just days until we enter the Fearless 2.0 era, I feel like I need to purchase a white sundress and some cowboy boots. ASOS, an order is coming your way pronto.

    After her battle to regain her masters went south, Miss Swift decided to rerecord her first 6 albums in order to fully own her life’s work, and to hopefully stop others profiting quite so much from her original albums.

    Taylor chose to give us Fearless first (this was a nice surprise as I had just assumed it would be in chronological order) and I am beyond excited to relive the era that made me fall in love with her music in the first place.

    Like, I am so ready for the nostalgia.

    So today, here is my top five songs that I cannot wait to hear with Taylor’s newfound maturity that is laced into a teenager’s emotions.

    We’re not including her first two releases, since we’ve all already fallen in love with Love Story (Taylor’s Version) and You All Over Me (Taylor’s Version). 

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    5. Tell Me Why

    Sweet Jesus. Through all my phases this always remained a Fearless Fav, and I can’t wait for her to slam this song down with even more gusto than the original. We are not ready.

    4. Untouchable

    This is probably one of her less popular Fearless songs but I just remember repeatedly playing it on Youtube and wishing I could play this on guitar. (Still can’t play guitar but might try it on my uke). I absolutely love it, it’s so beautiful and peaceful.

    3. Fearless

    Ah, the opener and title song. Just imagine the serotonin that’s gonna be rushing through us when that first drum beat hits. There are going to be many yeehaw’s and spinning in my best dress when this song drops. I can’t wait.

    2. Hey Stephen

    I am the least soppy person in the world but my God, this song just makes me wanna grab a boy and tell him I love him. It’s one of my most played Fearless tracks, and I am so beyond excited to hear 31-year-old Taylor sing “Hey Stephen, I could give you fifty reasons why I should be the one you choose” with her ever growing confidence and belief in herself. Ugh yes, this is going to SLAP.

    1. White Horse

    She once said she loved White Horse because it was a song that no matter how times you listened to it, still made you sad, and I wholeheartedly agree. I remember the first “experience” I had with what I thought was heartbreak, and this song was such a crutch for me. I still love it, I still scream it – a good one for crying in the shower, just sayin’.

    Other honourable mentions include: You Belong with Me, Fifteen, Today Was a Fairytale, The Other Side of the Door and the entire vault song list.

    What are you most excited to hear?

    Looking forward to jumping in head first, fearless, with you all. x

I found blogging at 16, and I found it for all the wrong reasons. I was in a really bad place mentally and I found blogs that promoted harmful behaviour (I thought they just understood what it was like to have depression, but I fell down a whole other hole – but that’s a topic for another day). So, I tried to find other ways to be creative. I found Zoella and Louise Pentland, and I was hooked on blogging. I started my own, and I talked about ‘what was in my handbag’ and Taylor’s latest song, I talked about clothes (even had a few *sorta* collabs – turns out giving you a discount in return for photos and blog post, IS NOT A COLLAB) and I talked about my mental health.

I fell in love, I was getting a lot of views and recognition (for me anyway) but I never believed I could make it on my own, and at 17 the idea of journalism came to me. I found an old note on my laptop where I vented my idea of becoming a journalist, then I shut my laptop and decided I’d never make it.

I tried Travel and Tourism, Photography, I worked in a bank, a call centre, a restaurant, a shop. I went to college and got my English qualification, ignored it for two years once I had been rejected from one writing course and floated between jobs, always miserable. (It was almost a Rory Gilmore moment – minus the yacht theft, falling out with my parents and getting a job with my grandmother while living in her pool house).

Then I decided I couldn’t take a life of jumping between jobs, being unhappy and applied to college. I got into a course I didn’t even have the qualifications for, and found Journalism.

Don’t get me wrong, I have my doubts – as we all do from time to time – but overall, it’s the most settled I’ve felt in a career.

And in five years time? Well, I’ll have finished university. Which means hopefully I’ll have had some experience on their newspaper, and other freelance work.

Maybe I’ll be on Vogue or Cosmopolitan, or writing for the Guardian. Maybe I’ll be a travel writer, maybe I’ll keep the blog going.

Do I have it all worked out now? Not in the slightest.

Did I have a hero I followed religiously to get me here today? No, not unless Taylor Swift suddenly counts as a journalist.

I knew I loved writing, it was as simple as that. I wanted to make a difference and be able to express myself. I realised I could do that thorugh writing. Here I am, almost a journalist.

Well, I am a journalist. Actually.

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