Learning to story tell
I really don’t know how to write. I’ve been interested in writing, but my confidence wasn’t as high. I don’t give myself enough credit, nor do I feel confident in my writing.
Here is to me trying to enhance my writing skills by creating blogs and stories for you to listen. Thank you for your patience and engaging with me.
For the past experience, I love writing without revising. I constantly create, produce, and share without revising and looking back at my work. This in turn will bite my butt. But hopefully in the meantime it’s no harm, for fun, and will help me improve and find my own writing style.
A journalist from KPIX, Sherry Hu, mentioned a few tips on how to improve my career trajectory.
I went to her showing interest in becoming a journalist not knowing what it takes to become one. I love journaling but being a journalist and writing down stories that captures and engages listeners, readers, and the community in a unique way. I don’t know how to do that despite getting 35 claps for my medium post here: on getting a consistent sleep schedule
I didn’t realize it would relate to so many people but to my surprise it did. I wrote that because I was upset at myself for not being able to get consistent or because I felt for once in my life I really started to prioritize my sleep during Fall 2023. I realized this last few semesters I dedicated myself to my health, ensuring my back is fully recovered. My mind is nourished and well rested and that I have a community to lean on. I’ve broken down multiple times, and whined to counselors about dropping out of school and starting anew.
Yet, I’m still here. I’m in my apartment typing up this article. What great opportunity to be sharing these stories and insights. I think as almost it’s a miracle to be alive and well in this day and time.
Life is hard and as I got older I understood what my parents meant. I can’t even get a job if I wanted to. I tried following up, and after feeling like I aced the interview, I received a rejection letter shortly after.
Yes, I feel defeated. I feel defeated all the time, yet I do it anyways. I will always (cross my fingers) fall down 99 times but get up 100 times. (idk what that saying is). You know lol.
Well this space has been so warm and I’ve freely expressed myself in my own way and I’ve even gotten feedback from other readers and this excites me. I love reading about other people’s lives and their writing styles. I don’t know how to describe mine but I’m here typing away the thoughts from my head onto paper. I love this. I enjoy journaling and I enjoy sharing this with the world, if they find it beneficial for them.
Anyways back to Mrs. Sherry, she was a wonderful lady. I learned that though I might not be suited for journalism, I could find my own talents in the areas I’ve been already working in such as data science. I’ve tried pivoting out of it, but I then realize my skills and attributes aren’t completely trash. I can help people make wise informative decisions thru data and analyzing what the data means.
In this world filled with data, and starting this Spring semester, I feel so lucky and inspired to be traversing this field and sharing this with you. Though most of the time I feel really lost and annoyed or something, I’m glad I can do it with the community I’ve found at Cal. I might not have all of my friends that I started with, but I have all the experiences I enjoyed and cherish forever in my heart.
If you are an old friend reading this, please reach out to me at FikaWithHill@gmail.com and tell me your favorite or memory of us being together. Thanks!
Take care!
