I never really knew what I wanted to be when I grew up, and I still don’t quite know now.

I can remember my Dad telling me that ‘school is the best time of your life’ and of course I dis-regarded that then being a “typical teenager”, but looking back on my school years now, it really was the best. Only the worries about exams, grades and getting into university overshadowed the hilarious, and priceless moments that I will treasure forever.

It’s not like I can’t remember what it was like, having to make decisions about what subjects to study in school and what course to study at university. After all, those decisions would have had a big impact on the rest of my life. I can remember sitting next to a few people in my form class who knew exactly what they wanted to do in the future. They had their whole lives planned out and there was me, sat there with really no idea what I wanted to study. At one point I wanted to do Forensic Science, then it turned into Geography and then to Fashion. I mean, you can’t get more of a mixed bag than that…

So here I am, about to venture into the media industry as a writer (hopefully). If you had told me that I would be doing this career two years ago I would have probably just laughed in your face. Seriously.

I was asked in one of my university interviews why I wanted to study journalism, and after the other five candidates had given their very lengthy and very convincingly researched arguments as to why they were the perfect people, I did not. I just said ‘Well, I think I’m the perfect person for journalism because I’ve never really known what I want to do for a career. Most of my friends know exactly what they want to do and are rightly so doing it quite well. All I know is that I love writing, travelling, fashion, movies, TV and photography and only journalism can encompass all those six individual things into one subject. That’s why I love journalism and that’s why I think I would be good at it’ – and it worked.

When I tell people that I now study Magazine Journalism in university, I love the look some people give as if to say ‘is that really a course?’, well… yes it is, and I love it. It’s just as hard as any other course, it may seem easy, but you try telling that to the fifty other students in my year and you will be eaten alive.

As amazing as it can seem seeing your name published in the media industry, sometimes suffering from writers block is the worst thing that can ever happen. I can stare at a screen for hours and nothing can come out, but at the moment, I have just typed out this five hundred word article as if it were nothing.

For me though, seeing my name as a byline or at the end of an article give me a kind of buzz, and that buzz tells me that journalism is defiantly my path for the future, there’s nothing quite like it.