Tired and Nostalgic

Somehow, I miss high school.

Our training made me feel how real life is. My trainer tells me the story of STI-AMA feud that created a law suit on behalf of its writer, who, during their meeting volunteered to do the story on the two armed computer companies. Armed with lawsuits, that's what I mean. And nothing in high school will make you think about libel suits and a huge responsibility of keeping the facts right. The facts could do well on exams, they'll give you plus points and a wink from the teacher but in the media industry, they have to be more precise and accurate.

When a graduate told us her on-the-job training cleared her career thoughts, I was stunned. But now I feel like my career thoughts just got more hazy. The training did well in making me realize the importance and impact of a full-fledged reporter on society.

I just hope I'll keep up with the job, write well, and do a newsworthy article the way they do it.

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I was silently laughing on my way home because the kid in front me was picking his nose and the man beside me seemed to notice the activity. Then, I smiled at the girl, his sister, because she was so cute. I really love kids. And it's the reason why I'm still doing babytalks with my brother even though he didn't like it. Haah... I have so much in mind but I'm really running out of energy to express them.