Today I woke up at 8am, after a night in central London, drinking double Vodka's and being innapropriate with average looking girls. I was ridiculously drunk and spent way to much money aiding to the detriment of my finances and health; basically doing what a student does best. But the point of telling you this, is that I woke up at 8am to ensure that I got to my 'online journalism' class on time. I would have NEVER have done this last year, I would have pressed the snooze button at least ten times before I eventually crawled out of bed. But even with a hangover Dean Gaffney would have been proud of, I made sure that as soon as my alarm went off I was out of bed and in the shower. This is all down to my new found enthusiasm for blogging. I have throughly enjoyed this module and I have a new found passion for feature writing. It's seven days until christmas and I can think of nothing better than coming into university and writing my ass off. The irony is that todays class has been cancelled and I was the only person sitting in the computer rooms, because I was too hungover to check my emails at home. But the most important thing for me is that I believe I have found my own style of writing in the last month, that I am thoroughly proud of, and I wish to continue doing what in my own head, I do best.
Basically I think my writing is a bit like buying shares in Al-Qaeda, It's quite funny but people still think you're a twat.
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