preamble to journalism

Listening to: The All-American Rejects' Move Along

A teacher's job is never easy. Every time you think your students are mature enough, they prove to you otherwise. Sometimes you think they can be trusted, but they come up with all sorts of ridiculous antics. Life is supposed to be simple, but why does Man like to complicate things? I do wonder when my patience will ever run out. That's a scary thought.

Oh okay, I didn't start off wanting to blog about this. But it just came out. Ha. for a moment, I considered deleting.. but never mind, you bunch should be able to empathise? :) So sorry to those who have signed up for teaching as a career, the above pre-amble is not meant to discourage you k?

So ryan asked about my journalism career. Where do I start?
The reasons why I wanted to be a journo were aplenty:
1. I have a cousin who's a journalist. I respected him and his influence helped to make the decision;
2. I thought journalism was cool, glam, and everything a gung-ho person would relish;
3. My uni mates wanted to be journalists too..so we went for the interview together.
4. They said that it was difficult to get into S*H, and so when they offered me a job, I was flattered and just had to say yes. (yah, I know, so self-absorbed)

the career lasted an entire three years. When I decided to leave, my ex-boss said he supported my decision. he said: "You are a good reporter, but you'll have problems becoming the best. Because you lack ruthlessness." For a moment, I didn't know if that was a compliment.

But for three years, I hardly had a social life (outside the newsroom). Life was exciting, hectic and I learnt and changed so much in the short three years. But in the end, I packed up and left. And when asked if I hated the job, that's why I left, the answer's no. I loved my previous job. Really.

But if I started to share stories now, this post will last forever. Another day, perhaps.

ps: peiwen, was it you I saw in college recently? with the streaks in your hair?