A life update

What a day – actually scratch that, what a week it has been.

This week was my final week of university for the semester. It was a pretty busy and full on week for me and I started to feel overwhelmed with everything going on, but now that the week is over, I can sit back and write this blog post.

It started out with a very chilled Monday where I planned to finish off my 2500 word assignment due the following day and start the other assignment due on Friday. I managed to finish off the first assignment, sort out the rest of my week and start my second assignment. I also put the final touches to my presentation for my talk at my old high school on Tuesday.

I had a 9am start on Tuesday, so I was out of the house by eight o’clock making my way to my old high school, St Ursula’s College Kingsgrove where I would present two presentations for year 11 students during their ‘Empower’ classes. It was so great to catch up and see all of my teachers, thankfully they all remembered me and they seriously have not changed one bit! It was a bit strange going back to school and seeing everything had changed. Many of the buildings had been knocked down and rebuilt so I must admit I was a little lost. Both groups I spoke to were very nice and interactive, I felt really nervous coming back to talk to them – like there was some sort of pressure because I was an ex-student. As a thank you, the school gave me wine glasses, a bottle of wine and coasters with the school emblem on it, it was really nice of them to do so. I look forward to coming back at the end of the year to speak to year 10 students about their subject selections.

After the presentation I made my way to the city to listen to The Today Show and Huffington Post‘s Lisa Wilkinson talk about the art of storytelling, as an added bonus her husband, Peter FitzSimons was there to speak as well. In my spare time, or when I can I like to go to events like this to learn more about journalism – I’m always looking at ways to improve my skills as a journalist. Both speakers were so inspirational and great to listen to, I’m glad I went.

On Wednesday I had an interview with UTS Faculty of Arts and Social Sciences to be the Journalism SPROUTS (Student Promotional Officers of UTS)…you are looking at the new journalism representative for UTS! Looking forward to inspiring and encouraging younger students to study at UTS. Part of my role will be running journalism workshops schools, so in two weeks I will have two workshops on all things journalism to run – I look forward to that. I went to my tutorial after that, it was really cute because our tutor bought in carrot cake, a student bought in tea with hot water and milk and I bought in chocolate. It was a small class, but very cute. The plan was to work on our assignments that was due Friday, but we ended up chatting away and bonding.

By Thursday most of my commitments were over, I had a few errands to run in the morning (I felt like an actual adult) and then headed to my journalism lecture where we listened to a journalist from the ABC, who was also a UTS alumni. I wasn’t planning on attending because I didn’t have anything left to do for that subject and I wanted to work on my final assignment, but I’m glad I did. During the two hour break between the lecture and tutorial I ended up working on my assignment for a bit and went for a chocolate fix with a friend. Our tutorial normally runs for two hours, but within 45 minutes we were dismissed.

Now, I know I should have used that extra time wisely and finish off my assignment that was due today (Friday) 5pm but I was not motivated enough and was very distracted by online shopping. So I ended up having 500+ words left of my 2000 word essay to do.

This morning I bought my laptop to my internship with Sunday Style and finished off my assignment in between transcribing and Pinterest posts and during my lunch break. This week was my third week with them, but to anyones surprise, it was also my final day with them. I was offered something that I couldn’t refuse, which meant I had to part ways with NewsCorp. When I applied for this internship, I didn’t know what I was getting myself into.

I love hard news, politics and chasing people out of court, this internship was completely different. It was focused on fashion, celebrity and feature stories and thing I wasn’t used to – but boy was I wrong. I really enjoyed my time there, even though it was so sort. I was constantly kept busy, transcribing and doing bits and pieces to help the editorial team and everyone was so nice and friendly. I had this stigma that working in a magazine environment, everyone would be so bitchy and snobby, but interning with Sunday Style was nothing like that.

Thank you so much to the Sunday Style team for having me, you were all so nice to me and willing to show me things and share cake with me! It was a short but very sweet ride and I look forward to hopefully bumping into the team again soon.

What now for me you may ask? Well, I’m off on a new adventure starting next week. I’m very excited and nervous at the same time, but looking forward to a change.

You’ll have to tune back here to find out what I’m up to!

Week two and I already feel behind

Last week was my first week back at university and being a student again. It feels like ages since I last studied and had to do a reading for a class.

I’m going to be honest, it’s second week and I already feel behind. I think it’s a combination of the new ‘trimester’ system UTS has going, the five month break I had and the fact that during my break I was interning/working everyday.

My first class I felt clueless, I read all my readings and watched the film for the week and yet I felt like I knew nothing. Actually, it wasn’t just my first class, it was the whole week that felt like such a drag and pointless. My first day back I went through four cups of coffee, I wouldn’t recommend that to anyone. I got home and crashed straight away because of all the caffeine I had.

The transition from working everyday to having to go back to studying is a very difficult one, It makes me feel like uni is holding me back and I find myself thinking I already know what my lecturers and tutors are teaching me – but really I don’t know, It seems I’ve grown a big head because of the experience I did over my break.

I know I have a lot to learn, and I need to finish this degree – not just because my parents want me to, but as reassurance for the future, but I feel like if I was to go job hunting now I could possibly have a job and do what I love instead of falling asleep in a lecture hall or classroom.

But, I’m going to power through and hopefully survive the rest of my degree!

Since it’s my last full term as a university student (next semester I’ll be doing one subject) I thought I’d make the most of it and be a uni student. I’m going to make an effort to catch up with people, be more involved with the university, go to uni parties and have a social life on weekends.

Last year I just went to class and went straight home or to work. I spent my weekends at home with the family or catching up on work, interned as much as I could – on any free day I had and did not see anyone or have a social life.

So far it’s been good, I’ve seen and caught up with more people than I did all of last year, had more of a social life with family and friends, I’m a mentor to first year journalism students and I’ve been going to as many university events as I can fit in.

One thing still remains the same, I’m kept constantly busy and that’s the way I like it.

Busy as a bee

I feel like I’ve let some people down lately. You can never really win, there’s always someone who isn’t going to be happy with your decision to do or not do something.

For those who know me, I love graining experience and finding ways to improve and develop my skills. A few months ago, I met this person at a forum and introduced myself. I asked if he had any opportunities for me at the local radio station and he had let someone go for me. He offered me a position as a production assistant for his show on a Sunday night.

I was overly excited and accepted it. At the time I thought it was the perfect thing, I hadn’t had much experience in the radio industry and for me to be able to observe and hopefully use the position as a stepping stone for me to go to the newsroom.

My dad wasn’t happy with it. He didn’t like the fact that it wasn’t paid, and that I would have to travel every Sunday for about 20 minutes for a 6PM-9PM shift. Dad is usually all for my sister and I to gain experience but I guys because I had just quit my paying job in retail and my sister had also quit her paid internship, he was freaking out about money.

I mean, my sister and I have always paid for our own stuff, shoes, clothes, uni stuff and more. My parents supplied the house we live in, the food we have and holidays. Now the fact that my sister and I didn’t have a stable income, he was kinda freaking out on how to support us. But my sister and I have money saved, it won’t last forever, but it’ll last till we find another job.

I’ve been a bit picky on what sort of job I’ve been applying for. I’m so over retail, 6 years in the business and I’m slightly over it. I’m not saying I think I’m too good for it, but I think I’ve learnt enough from that industry. I’ve been trying to find work that is more industry related, something in the communication industry. But it’s very hard.

Anyways, today I just quit the position as a production assistant. I’ve been feeling overwhelmed in the last few weeks, first we lost my grandma and that just meant a lot of family time – I’ve missed two pray sessions and I’ve always been the type to put family first. I’ve been doing two internships, Seven News and Studio 10 and I’ve been flooded with uni work and uni is just about to start. I haven’t has time to myself really, only to write blogs where I can reflect on things.

This week, I have two assignments due, three days of internships and two days of uni. It’s going to be a hectic week. If I survive I’m going to be pretty impressed with myself.

I feel like I’ve let people down because of being unable to commit to things. My friends don’t even talk about their problems to me anymore because they assume I’m too busy to listen to them – which sometimes they are right, and whenever they do approach and ask me stuff they apologise for annoying me.

Some even say “I don’t even message you anymore because I know you’re a busy bee”

I just need to learn to balance things out and make sure I’m committed to things. Don’t get me wrong, I’m so grateful to have met all these wonderful people that have helped me in my journalism life and feeling really lucky for all the experiences I’ve had. But maybe for now, I might hold off on searching for something new and wait for what I’m doing now to finish or develop into something.

But, I guess this is the life of a university student!

 

What the period?

Okay, so i’ve had my period since I was 10 years old, but I swear, after 9 years, it doesn’t get easier.

I absolutely hate getting my period.

Always feeling so uncomfortable and freaking out about finding blood stained on your clothing. Having to constantly go to the bathroom, even when you don’t need to pee. My boobs always hurt/are sore, they like give me a weeks warning about when my period is about to start. I get like constipated and sometimes i’m constantly in the bathroom doing a number 2.

I don’t know about you, but whenever I have my period, I never eat. I’m like never hungry and I lose weight because of it. It’s real bad.

I’m also the most moody person before I get my period, so I do apologies. I’m actually not the same person as I normally am, happy and energetic.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m so grateful that i’m going to be lucky enough to have kids and all, but once a month having blood flow out of your body is not completely fun.

“16 year old Pole Dancer”

I love meeting new people and having conversations with complete strangers. It’s actually so great. I’m not the type of girl who’d get all awkward and uncomfortable when a random talks to me. I actually really enjoy it, a different perceptive, meeting new and interesting people.

The reason i’m always willing to talk is because you never know who the person is, and you can’t judge them without getting to know them first. Also you never know, this person may play an important role in your life.

Today I had a really interesting experience. I had lunch with two of my friends in a Thai restaurant in central. It was so great to catch up with them, it had been so long. We were seated and had ordered our food and drinks.

Like any normal catch up we’d talk about what we had missed out on and all that we’ve done. As we were talking a group of 4 four men in their i’d say 30’s came and were seated next to us. The moment they came in I had this weird feeling about one of them. In this case we will call him Mr X.

As we were eating Mr X kept looking over at our table every now and then. It was so obvious, but – this is going to sound stuck up – i’m usually in the position where people do that. He finally spoke and asked what I was drinking, I said, coconut juice and he said if it was alcoholic and I said “Oh gosh no, I have class afterwards” he laughed and said something on the lines of “I thought so, you look very young to be drinking. You could be 16.”

I of course was pretty flattered, but I told him I was actually 19. We went back to or catching up and I started to talk about my plans to take voice lessons because “I sound like a teenager” that when he said, yes a 16 years old.

He then asked me what I was studying, where I said “What does it look like i’m studying” i missed  what he said because one of the other men guessed marketing. When I told them I was a communications major, Journalism he said his guess was close. I kid you not, he said the following to me.

“See I was close, I said pole dancer.”

I laughed it off and didn’t really take notice of it. He pretty much ignored my friend who was sitting between me and him and just talked to me and asked me questions and he constantly winked at me.

Mind you, my clothing was not anything inappropriate. Trust me, I was wearing pants and a long white top, like in the following image:

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To be honest, I don’t take notice of these things and I really didn’t care about what he said. It wasn’t until afterwards when my friend brought it up and how disgusted she was with the interaction.

Once again this is going to sound stuck up, but i’ve been in situations like this a lot, especially with older men. I think they see me as an easy target. But what they don’t know is that i’m an overlay confident person who is trained in martial arts for nine years and my ability to scream is pretty amazing.

Whenever men suggest anything sexual or inappropriate to me I will brush it off and change the topic. I think i’ve been so used to receiving stuff like that, I couldn’t care less. But when my friend brought it up, it made me think about all the times this has happened.

So that was my lunch today x