The lame part of journalism, and published writing in general, is that your work is constantly critiqued and edited. It makes you really happy when you write a flawless piece, but incredibly annoyed when you don’t. It’s particularly bad for me, because I get offended when people dare to criticize anything I write. It’s bad, I know. Not that I’ve written anything horrible at the internship, just some minor changes that are still made get on my nerves.