Nope, I want to be a Journalist.

Yes, I've resigned.

Nope, I want to be a Journalist.

So yes, I am working as a writer now.

Like dream comes true?

Probably.

I can't complain.

I got what I asked for, in a way...

Not exactly the same, but I am still on my way.

Yes I am looking for a writing job.

Yes I am looking for a job which alllows me to wear pants and sneakers.

Yes I am looking for a 10am to 6pm working hour job.

Yes I am looking for an out going story telling job.

Yes I am looking for a job which gives me the freedom to online.

But nope, this job ain't going to make me rich in financial.

But I said yes to the offer.

This is how passion drives you further and crazier.

You know you need to make a living by earning more for the future.

But you do not obey the rules.

You choose what you want and live a life in your own way.

I don't know, I think I should at least give it a try.

But seriously, I don't know what else can I do if it is not a journalist.

I have no skills and confidence in other field.

And that makes me feel useless sometimes.

Well, it doesn't mean I will excel in this writer thing.

I like it, but I am not very good in it.

And it took me sometime to accept the offer.

A new chapter started with hope and I wish I've made the right choice.

Again, it is about gain and loss.

It took me awhile to persuade myself too.

But at least now I see hope for my unknown career.

So everything happens for a reason.

Yes, I still want to be a journalist.

I want to do what I've learned and make sure I do it well.

No regrets for now.

I am glad that I am able to decide for myself.

To write a resigniation letter, it is never easy.

To quit and say good bye, it is tough as well.

 But for myself, 

I did it.