Coastal Sunshine

The last of my university interviews was yesterday. I say interviews, but in reality this consists of a Test Day, an Activity Day and an Open day. The one yesterday was my activity day, which in my opinion is the best named of the three, and as presumed, was in fact the best. I mean, a Test Day doesn't really bode well for us undergraduate hopefuls that attended - The only time throughout the whole day I was relaxed was during lunch, and that could still be a lie, because our interviews/testers ate with us, meaning we couldn't completely resort to comfort zones just yet.

The activity day yesterday consisted of three different areas that we would be studying in our next three years - Radio, Broadcast and Print Journalism. I had the most experience in print journalism, and my newly created blog (thank you Blogger) helped immensely during our practical task. I was more fired up for the print aspect, as I am sometimes camera shy so wasn't looking forward to the broadcast side of the course, and in my opinion I do not have a voice for radio - often muffled, I have a tendency to mumble when I take less care with my pronunciation. However, print was actually the one I liked the least. Fair enough, I spend most of my life on a computer, and when I'm not at a computer I'm writing, so print journalism was hardly a new thing for me. But the radi and broadcast practical tasks were different, and this is was was so appealing for me.

The radio voice task went rather well - The one word I almost (but didn't) stumble on being Melontan, which, apparently, is a type of fake tan injection. Not to stereotype, but being male, and fake tan funnily enough not ever entering my to do list, I new little of this 'melontan'. After the voice test however, I quickly wished to swallow my words, as I told a friend that I had no idea such a word existed, to which five fellow hopeful students turned around and looked at me. All girls. All orange. Big mistake...
That said, I didn't stumble once. And all but one other person did. So a miniature firework display went off in my mind as I mini-celebrated.

In the broadcast activity, we all had to interview each other on camera about a certain talent or interesting fact about ourselves. My recollection of going half deaf for not equalizing my ears during scuba diving combined with running 7 miles for Sports Relief instead of the planned 1 mile because I thought the course was too short came second in our group. Out of 12 or so. Which again I was quite chuffed about.

Due to owning a laptop, and spending a large amount of my free time on it, I'm pretty good with computers. I can touch type, and this lead me to write - in my opinion - a little too much for the print aspect of our day. We had to write about the most important thing in the world that affects us. I wrote the recession. Not for the browine points, but because it is genuinely starting to affect me. And compared to the girl who constantly kept saying her horse had died, I think I did good enough to get in. I hope...

I'll hear from Bournemouth in a week... Until then, fingers crossed. Otherwise, Medway or Nottingham is my new home come September!