Poetic License to Kill (for the lack of a sensible title)

I recently enrolled myself in an English Proficiency review class for an exam needed in my visa application. This is my second English proficiency class since I graduated from the academe; the first one being my training class on my previous job. However, I'm still amazed how much I have forgotten the rules on basic English.


On the second day of class, our lecturer made us write essays on two topics he had chosen. The first one was a bar graph that we had to explain in 150 words or more, and on the second one we had to write our opinion about the increasing number of cars in the United Kingdom in 250 words or more. Now, I consider myself as a fairly opinionated man and I don't mind writing what I think, but what I don't like is being told what to write about with a deadline. The pressure somehow pushes my mind into overdrive and I end up with a blank sheet of paper.

Normally, it will just take me a couple of minutes to compose something worthy to be called an essay; but that's just when I write almost gibberish-ly without any consideration of proper grammar. When I do, it takes me almost an hour or more and I find myself sweating on the 30-minute mark. As a remedy, I thought I'd write more often in this blog to loosen them rusty brain gears. I might abuse my poetic license from time to time, but then again, how many of you actually read what I write in here?


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