Continuing on from my first year at university, it would have been stupid not to carry on writing for The Bournemouth Rock. Providing more opportunities and freedom than any usual newspaper would allow, subsequently providing student writers with the confidence to take those bite-size pieces of knowledge and writing skills into an actual proper job. Like a bonafide journalist.
How exciting.
It was insightful covering issues such as cyber-bullying and even celebrities, in fact more so, are affected by the technological advances that brought us twitter, the book of face and other such advances. Never has it been so easy for cowards to attack and I felt it was an important subject to comment on, finding that many agree the social networks should take more responsibility for the comments. 
Walking down Charminister Road in my university town of Bournemouth, I passed the endless takeaways that have hijacked the 21st century high street and in between these was a florist which occupied an unusual window display.
A giant pink bra comprised from flowers.
Having just had the meeting with the 2012/13 Bournemouth Rock News team, I seized my opportunity and went inside to talk to the owner and lovely shop assistant who told me about their inspiration for the breast cancer care display and vorla!
More recently, I wrote a piece about Remembrance Day and whilst I was planning the piece my housemate Becca walked in and recalled how her uncle, an army major, was extremely proud of wearing his poppy and a model charity man. So after a few calls to my nan, which, after half hour we finally reached the topic I had been intending to talk about- after ensuring that yes I was eating enough. The article had near enough written itself.
