We are currently sitting in the office, singing away to Heather Small on our final day at PMA. After a lengthy pub lunch we are making the final tweeks to the website and app and generally feeling a little bit sad that this is the end.
It seems like a very long time ago that we were sat in petrified silence on the first day eating the first of many Pret lunches. We've all come a very long way since then! For me its been a rollercoaster ride of stress, tears and lots of laughter. But its never been a ride I've wanted to get off. I was worried that it might put me off being a journalist but that isn't the case at all. Which is just as well seeing as I start work at Polo Times magazine in less than two weeks!
A lot of things will stay with me from this course. No coffee will ever taste as good as the PMA coffee, I will constantly have Roberta's voice in my head telling me "pick up the phone!!!" and Saturdays will seem empty without one-to-ones and grammar (actually thats not true - I won't miss spelling tests).
But the three best things PMA has done for me, apart from given me a new-found appreciation of pork, is make my confidence grow to the extent that I actually feel like a journalist, got me my dream job and given me so many good friends. It will seem so strange on monday not to see everyone, after we've been through so much together. Thank you to Roberta (for tear management and brutal encouragement), Keith (making me feel confident), Riva (constant reassurement) and Catinca (always there for a chat) for making it happen.
To anyone considering doing this course all I can say is that you won't regret it. It's been the hardest nine weeks of my life, but also the most rewarding by far. Do it, it'll make you feel proud.