We always have an inspiration, I believe. During college, I’ve always been inspired by the thought that I will make my parents proud when I graduated and have a great job; independent from them, who bravely face their so called “real world”. We also have someone, may be a friend, a relative, an artist, a writer, or anyone who comes to inspire us and give us the motivation to do better with what we are doing.
I’ve never been fascinated by writing then, especially during high school or college. When I have these assignments that require writing, I never got excited doing them. I just do them because I’m obliged to – talk about doing something you hate, or something you feel you ought to do not because you love it but because you have to (if you want to pass a certain course). But the love for reading finally caught my interest, and then writing as well follows.
