25 January 2014

Finally making an appearance


Firstly I will start with the blog post that I was meant to post 14 days ago, pretty amazing record there Laura keep it up! Clearly this is why I don't have a blog. Oh well that just means today you will be getting two for one and plenty of Lauraisms.

11 January 2014



Back to the old school

Today marked our last day of a very inspiring and busy first week at the Press Association. Everyone was exhausted from the vast amounts of information absorbed in 6 days, Saturday wasn’t going to be an exception - it was grammar day!

Feeling confident I was sure being a 23-year-old I would be a spelling, punctuation and grammar genius, how embarrassingly wrong I was. Making a ridiculous amount of mistakes on “The big spell- and it’s hell” test wasn’t my proudest moment but certainly taught me that 3 heads are not better than one. Even Keith's titles weren't helping with the dry topic of grammar, although trying to think of other possible titles was fun. A personal favourite was Hywel's 'Big Grammar's House'.  I have to say Keith's Cookie monster tie did manage to keep a smile on my face, the man's got an amazing taste in ties. I can't wait to see which other character is going to make an appearance, Zippy would be incredible.

A better moment of the day was having our first one-to-ones or 'Laura time' with Roberta.  I am sure she left with an earache that day but she sure got us back with a 'surprise'. We all predicted that the PMA’s definition of surprise meant no long awaited lie-in for us in the morning. Our Sunday funday would now consist of putting our new journalistic skills to the test.

Arriving home before dark was a great achievement and so was feeling tired for the first time this week. This was an issue that I brought up with Roberta, not being able to 'switch off' properly in the evenings. She assured me it was because I was 'buzzing', but right now the only thing I am doing is going to bed and looking forward to my small lie-in. Anything after 6:30am is good with me! 




22 January 2014

Writing this blog listening to 'The Escapist' by The Streets, it's a pretty accurate piece of music as to how Laura is feeling right now. Mainly due to the fact that escaping the Press Association building before 9pm turns into a 'Great Escape'. 

Being ditched last night by the mancunian homeless guy was not great and left me feeling rather annoyed. It was a very odd situation to find myself in and one I never thought I would. But I guess that is the fun of journalism... being in the weirdest situations. You will be pleased to hear I have a new date with a Big Issue vendor called Marguerita for tomorrow at midday. Not getting my hopes up though, just realised my life has taken a very strange turn. In the words of Mike Skinner, 'has it come to this?'

Half way through week 3 and the pace is really starting to pick up. I am finding there is not enough hours in the day. I look at the clock it's 9am and I think there's loads of time, then look  what feels like a minute later and it's 6:30 in the evening and I still have a million things to do. 


Unfortunately every morning we are starting to resemble this picture more and more.



 I am also not a fan of the 10pm dinners, pretty sure everyone knows this as I whine about it every morning. Anyway, must stop moaning now.

Today we were continuing our week on features which I am loving. We are now in the thick of the website we are creating. It's rather daunting as the deadline is fast approaching. Hopefully, everyone works like me and does their best work under pressure and last minute. As it looks like it's heading that way.


Resubs are coming back to us in the masses. However, my spreadsheet has got a nice green colour to it now, it's so satisfying, the smallest things. 

But I did have Roberta's wand waved over me today, I am never to use the phrase 'revolutionary tool' ever again. So just to get it out my system... Revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool revolutionary tool  revolutionary tool. 

As ever my earphones are my safe haven while I work and help me get in the zone, London Grammar have been a particular help today. Anyway better go because that owl looks like my twin. 

Lots of love to ya,

Laura x

P.s Gita for Prime minister of the world!  


















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