Fresh Start!

Hello and Welcome!

Buckle up and get ready boys and girls, you’re about to read your stock standard, cheesy introduction post!

What is this Blog?

Here I am, sat in the uni library, freshly out of my first tutorial and for the first time in a long, long, long time, full of motivation. Am I nervous? Yes. Scared to make eye contact with the other students around me? Yes. But motivated and ready to start my first ever University assignment? Big yes.

Before I get too ahead of myself I should probably break down who I am and why I’m starting this blog. So, Hi, My name is Ella Scott, I’m an 18-year-old girl from Sydney, Australia. I’ve just embarked on the supposedly most exciting, yet tiring years of my life: University, and I’m lucky enough to say I’ve started at the wonderful campus that is the University of Wollongong. Here I will dedicate the next 4.5 years of my time to a double degree in Journalism and Ancient History and Archaeology, I know, Its a lot. Throughout the next semester and hopefully the rest of my time here (we’ll see how that motivation goes), this blog will be a virtual monitor of my progression through my Journalism and Media and Communication courses – so keep your eyes on this space! I hereby present to you my blog and with love and maybe the slightest bit of fear, my perspective and opinion on all things media and communications.

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Me on my 18th Birthday!

How did I get to this point?

Honestly, I am asking myself the same question. Though I was quite studious throughout high school, there is no doubt in my mind I could’ve done better. While hindsight is always 20/20, I’m still left shell shocked that I made it into my dream course and my dream Uni. Despite the stress I’m already feeling, Uni life so far has treated me well (she says on day 1 of week 2). I’m currently feeling like a badass, hardworking, independent woman and I can’t wait to see what this blog and my uni experience becomes!

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History only became a passion in my last few years of high school. I was fortunate enough to have access to ancient societies from a young age as between the ages 8-16 I lived in Abu Dhabi, which in comparison to Australia is pretty darn close to the rest of the world. My parents insisted we travelled as much and as often as possible, meaning I caught the travel bug at the ripe old age of 8 after my first trip to Egypt. Studying the subject really only come to be after Ancient History in the HSC became my favourite subject.

Journalism, however, has been my goal forever. Cheesy, I know. I can’t remember what made me want a career in writing and documenting but I’m here now and I don’t see myself straying too far – even if HSC advanced English really tested me and my patience. The best part is that I get to have people follow my passion now too! I solemnly swear that this blog will be maintained and groomed to the best of my abilities. I’m going to strive for this to become an outlet for my ever working creative mind that will allow me not only to get my Uni work done but also to love and have fun with it. Yes, I’m setting up this space for an assignment but I really do think I’m going to keep this up! Friends and family, I beg you to please stop rolling your eyes, I’m serious this time! So, without further ado, cheers to a new beginning and chapter of my life!

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Boarding House Bachelorette

Year 10 is a tough year for any high school student. Hormones are raging and everyone seems to be maturing at different rates. It’s no myth that 15/16 year old girls can be catty when they please, so picture ten of them living together in a boarding house. Tensions were almost at a constant high, but nevertheless, I’d say that year was one of my favourites.

After school activities included SingStar karaoke, pranks on the younger year girls and homework but our favourite was always Wednesday TV nights. 2016 brought the second season of the Bachelorette, a show in which we all grew very fond of very quickly. High off $2 aldi ice blocks and fluffy pyjama bottoms, we would crowd round the TV and argue for the duration of the program. Yep, 45 minutes of arguing.

The goods

‘No he’s the best looking!’ and ‘Why him?’

It was anarchy. Between the arm raising in anger and aggressive points the the screen you’d be lucky to come out unscathed. Between the ten of us boarding that year, clear ‘sides’, if you will, were established. I don’t remember the names of the contestants that year but its safe to say it was a Jacob or Edward style debate. Each side would argue for their man to the grave.

As the season progressed the debate would come up as often as finding a hair in our dinners (Thank you Jothy for doing your best, butter chicken wouldn’t be the same without your hair). It wouldn’t only be discussed around the TV but rather at every meal and even in some of our classes. I remember one certain night when the principle of our school came to make sure that we were doing our homework in our dedicated study time, typically that time frame clashed with the Bachelorette. Pretending to be typing away on our laptops, we all secretly had 10 on demand up on our screens. Watching intently whilst also maintaining the look of study concentration. Our acting skills were tested and tensions were hight, but we were successful and all but one walked away punishment free that evening. I reckon its even safe to say that our year 10 yearly exam marks would speak for our obsession…

A very dysfunctional family, but a family nonetheless.’

Sure, the experience teared us apart for a solid two months but despite all the arguments and injuries, sharing that time on a Wednesday night brought us closer together as a family. A very dysfunctional family, but a family nonetheless. We still laugh about that year til this day and I will never forget any of those girls, as cheesy as it is.

The types of audiences discussed in this weeks lecture left me to reflect on this experience in a different light. Our interaction with the trashy, free to air show was active, similar to that of Gogglebox. We were in the same setting, grouped together at the same time and sharing the same experience. watching and engaging in the Bachelorette with my best friends and house sisters fits this mould perfectly.

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