RIP Company Magazine

So yesterday Company Magazine, which has been in circulation for 36 years, announced that their October issue would be their last. This is so upsetting that a print magazine that has managed to survive for so may years will no longer exist. This echoes a similar story of Sugar Magazine which went bust in 2011 after 17 years in print. Company magazine has, in the last few years, played an active part of my life as it has taught me so many new things and inspired my interest in writing and fashion and I will be very very sad to see them go.

This, to me, marks the end of the print magazine. I believe that in around 20 years we will look back and reminisce about the times that we used to physically buy magazines in the way we used to buy VHS movies or Desktop PCs. I think that it is very sad that yet another part of our lives is falling victim to this new, ever changing digitised world that we live in.

However, the truth of the matter is that digital magazines are technically more practical and environmentally friendly than magazines which can be bulky and eventually end up in the bin. It just saddens me that I can actively see our world changing and not in a way that I necessarily agree with. I just know that I'll make sure to support the print magazine industry as I do every month, for as long as I can.

The only thing that is constant is change and I suppose that is something I need to get my head round, and fast.

Not saying sorry

I say sorry way to much and I am finally putting my foot down!

It seems as though an essential characteristic trait of any 'British' person is to say sorry more often than we breathe. I say it so much that it has lost all meaning and I finally realised that when I do say it I don't really mean it and I'm not a fan of meaningless conversation.

It finally hit me, literally, when someone walked into me from behind when I was shopping at the weekend yet, as absurd as it sounds, I apologised. What exactly it was that I apologised for I'm still not certain. 

Was it for being in their way? Was it for not having eyes in the back of my head? Was it for making a dent in their clothes? I don't know. And I'm pretty sure that I never will.

Either way from now on I refuse to apologise for anything unless I really mean it. I'll just have to ignore the death stares and drown out the incessant tutting that is bound to follow me around.

Commitment phobe

I started this blog months ago with the hope that I would regularly post witty,interesting and (hopefully) compelling pieces.

However, like most things in my life I posted a few times, and got bored and moved on. So here goes my second attempt at this new world of blogging. 

I don't know why but I find it really hard to stick to things and the thought of making long term plans or regularly doing something makes me anxious because although I know I'll be stuck in for a while my interest will begin to fade and before long I'll be over it. 

Examples of my lack of commitment include

Weekly Gymnastics and Trampolining sessions- when I was younger I used to attend gymnastics and trampolining classes at my local leisure centre until I began to make excuses to my mum about why I didn't want to go and eventually quit

My college newspaper I signed up for the experience but quit, mainly due to clashes with the teacher in charge.

I dislike watching films as I get bored 

I also rarely finish books that I start reading

I think I can probably blame my commitment issues on the fact that I find it very difficult to maintain interest in things. I even got distracted writing this post as I decided that it would be the perfect time to sync my phone to my pc.

My mid-year resolution is to learn how to commit to things because life is too short to procrastinate it all away! 

I'm gonna aim for at least one post a week, so wish me luck!