Usually I mingle with people, I laugh, I talk loud.
But no one seemed to listen to what's inside me.
So here I am, though just a neophyte, I find pleasure digging into my thoughts.
Keeping secrets with my paper (though most of them end up in trash!)

I sit here at my workplace this very minute.
With a pile of paperworks due within this week.
..Before, I used to wish that I'd graduate really soon, first, I want to get this job because this is what I have dreamt of.
But the table is turned though I've got what I wanted - a good job and a noble profession.
I think I really have to work hard now so I can send myself to formal school for writing (without giving a burden to my parents this time)


I AM NOVICE and it's too alarming that I'm getting older each day..
But still, I see a flicker of hope SO I MUST WORK HARD NOW..... ^_^