YES!

I GOT IN!!! WOO HOO!

This is really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity...thanks to all those who let me use their images and wished my good luck(:

However, I seem to be unable to write nowadays. Especially poetry. Whatever I write turns out to be overembellished pretentious crap. There's no sincerity or emotion behid them, it's like I now write for the sake of writing and not because I enjoy it. I write to be the best, and I no longer derive any joy from it.

Argh. I can't say it's writer's block since I have an influx of ideas (e.g. abuse, loneliness, etc.) but whatever idea that sounds good in my head turns into melodramatic crap when inscribed upon paper. A story with no beginning or end. Just a main theme.

It was different whenever I wrote last time, it was a story that had life, that showed its own themes and colours after it's written. Now it feels as if I am handling something forced and dead. It's like a forced smile in a family potrait and the constant pretnese you have to keep up everyday that everything is alright.

Argh this has become a rant.