Sky is The Limit

I know nothing about fashion. All I know is when I get dressed, I have to feel comfortable and pretty. But when I grow up, I learn something. Fashion is part of human life. Fashion is history, in their own way. The more I learn about fashion, the more I'm getting into it. And know, I love fashion, in my own way too. I'm majoring journalism and I'm planning to be fashion journalist when I graduate or when I have the opportunity.

Well, I used to have a passion about music. I still have it now, but not as much as I have for fashion. It would be great to work in music magazine, report about cool concerts all over the world, make review about new bands or new songs, and so on. But I'll be happy to death if I can do that, plus be a fashion journalist too. I know I'm greedy and people who read will say, "keep dreaming, fool." Well that's what I do, keep dreaming cause sky is the limit.

OVER

I’m aware the path that I’ve chosen is risky and full of consequences, but doesn’t mean I’m okay with that. I hate the tension, hate the pressure. I feel stupid to follow their rule. But hey, this is my consequences for choosing this effin’ major. I won’t call it orientation, but initiation. What kind of orientation that take a very long time like this? Therefore I call it initiation to be their family.

I won’t complaining, not anymore. I’m learning something that college don’t teach. Maybe my writing isn’t good enough to be proud of, but at least I can write essays or stories, indeed. I cried a few times, I got mad uncountable times, and didn’t have holiday! Well, I can’t blame them all, I know my friends (and I) isn’t qualifying to be their ‘family’. We complain a lot but we shut our mouths when they ask anything to us. Some of us even don’t care about this initiation. I don’t, either. But I care of my friends that got the blame from them.

And after this long months, it will finally be over. Won’t end easily, I guess. But the tension and the pressure I felt all this time is nauseating, so whatever they will do at the end, I hope it won’t be anti-climax, because I will laugh till my lungs out when that happen. LOL