I don't like where this is going
This semester has taught me that anything I ever thought could be fun simply cannot be.
I used to love writing, I used to be good at it, it used to come naturally. Studying how to do it makes it stiff. Top-heavy and short, every single time. Must be unbiased, must be complete, must have these specific sources, must quote these specific sentences, must must must or else fail.
Science, which has no pretensions of allowing creative juices to flow, probably allows for more improvising, more discoveries. Not just the same old same old SAME OLD. I get it, inverted triangle. When can we move on?
I loved my creative writing class, but I don't want to risk taking more for fear that they will make even fun writing become mechanical.
Basically school has become detrimental to my learning.
Even the real journalists say not to take up journalism. Even the journ profs say not to take up journalism. Too late, thanks. What to do with my life then? I don't want to spend my life running around asking people who I don't care about about their lives. Please stop brainwashing me against any other kind of journalism. Why belittle fluff?
Why does life have to be hard to be worth anything?
At this point, I really don't think I'll make a good journalist. Just thinking about it makes me lazy.
I believe it's been downhill since high school. Can I please shine again. Please. I miss myself.
I used to love writing, I used to be good at it, it used to come naturally. Studying how to do it makes it stiff. Top-heavy and short, every single time. Must be unbiased, must be complete, must have these specific sources, must quote these specific sentences, must must must or else fail.
Science, which has no pretensions of allowing creative juices to flow, probably allows for more improvising, more discoveries. Not just the same old same old SAME OLD. I get it, inverted triangle. When can we move on?
I loved my creative writing class, but I don't want to risk taking more for fear that they will make even fun writing become mechanical.
Basically school has become detrimental to my learning.
Even the real journalists say not to take up journalism. Even the journ profs say not to take up journalism. Too late, thanks. What to do with my life then? I don't want to spend my life running around asking people who I don't care about about their lives. Please stop brainwashing me against any other kind of journalism. Why belittle fluff?
Why does life have to be hard to be worth anything?
At this point, I really don't think I'll make a good journalist. Just thinking about it makes me lazy.
I believe it's been downhill since high school. Can I please shine again. Please. I miss myself.