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The constipated look on my face
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I used to find that writing's got to be the most beautiful outlet of expression , and that i would eat , drink and sleep words until the day i breath my very last.

Yep thats right. I aspired to be a journalist.

That was before i got surrendered myself to the mass communications pile of shit .

Welcome to the real world.

Those 300 word essays back in secondary school suddenly felt so surreal .. so .. effortless.

Whatever happened to the good ol' times when i wrote with such gusto that it was hard to stop once pen meets paper ?

Now , my fingers quiver as they touch the keyboard , not so much of fear ( though it does play a part ) , but of chronic usage.

An essay spanning a few thousand words isn't very funny.

Yes , i still aspire to be a journalist .

Only now that i've learned that it takes much more than a love for the language to venture into the media industry.

And now i shall go back to continuing my 1500 word essay .

Good lordie , please bestow willpower and an infinitely creative mind to me .

And do away with writer's block once and for all.


p/s : I noticed grammar mistakes in this post but to hell with it !