Summary: Nothing impressive, just a carefully crafted, boring and meaningless yet dramatic to some extend creative writing about how hollow my life had became without English and my guilt towards my most favorite language.
It's been a long time since I stopped writing. The once mythical flow of words and language that runs through my veins and fits in properly to the crevices of writing paper had long ceased. Little did I know or realize that I had slowly became a chasm of vocabulary and grammar, (which is what I had realized, and managed to prevent it from happening) that no longer gained access to those fractions of my soul with ease. It was quite a shameful thing to say that I tried to invoke back the long lost feelings I once reserved only for English in order to cope with the IELTS test that I took 2 days ago. How pathetic! My inconsistency in doing things are destructive in giving me a rather quiet and well-balanced life that I craved for. I realized deeply that I need to change my bad habits of doing everything in one shot, and not doing it properly and orderly step by step as what others do. Consistency is really the key for success as how you do in your normal daily life determines how capable you are in dealing with urgent situations that requires you to solve it impromptu. Hence, I made up my mind to blog often as it will improve my English and maintain it by the desired level day by day.
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