Picture: Bower Ashton reception. Credit to GinkgoProjects, as I’m nowhere near talented enough to take a picture like this.
Somehow, three years of university have flown by and today marks my final official day of lectures.
Although, we have been in a tutorial period for some time. Ahem.
I came to Bristol back in 2014 with the entire Wilko Student Essentials range and a Skins-esque lifestyle in mind.
OK, so while I’m far too boring to have realised this – how did they manage to party so much? – it’s been a real blast.
(Note: I still have some of my 99p cutlery, win win).
Getting into the PR industry is a tricky one.
Perhaps if I were to compare it to the X-Factor, then I’d make more sense.
Photo: Weirdly enough, I found this graffiti in central Bristol.
While grey skies and the occasional storm may fool you, the beginning of March usually signifies that summer is right around the corner.
In a matter of weeks – usually later this month – high street stores up and down the country will start stocking shorts and sandals, despite a usually rainy April.
Photo: My last time up in the clouds – which funnily enough, looks like thought bubbles.
(Note: Apologies for the frequent use of the word ‘diversity’ in this post – but what can you do when it’s the topic, eh?)
Politically speaking, this past year has brought us many things including; Brexit, President Donald Trump and excruciating headaches.
PR students rejoice, this post is for you.
(Note: Anyone else that’s come along for the ride, Hi…)
BREAKING NEWS: Writer of semi-active blog is found alive following Christmas, deadlines and work placements.
More to follow.
OK, so there’s a slight story with this one, but I feel we’re entitled to bragging rights just this once.
Last night the UWE PR Society – which I’m VP of – joined forces with none other than the PRCA to host a simulation event at the Arnolfini.