Monday, July 20, 2009

Note to Self: "WALA KANG KARAPATAN TAMAREN!"

Working with papers in thesis and news letter is my primary obligation at this very moment. I am currently conducting a study about effects of rock music in the Filipino youth in my Mass Communication Research class. On the other hand, I am also an Editor-in-Chief of a news letter that serves as a prelim exam in Specialized Writing class. My work doesn't ends there, because I'm doing 5 pages term paper in Asian Civilization class and currently finishing three stories that are waiting to be shot.

See how many papers I need to do and submit this semester. However, despite of the numerous paper works I have inside my school envelope, tardiness strikes every now and then. I am very uncertain of what is happening to me. I love writing a lot but still, I really don't know why it is hard for me to write for my class requirements. Yes, I find difficulties in putting my own ideas into words and phrases. It feels like my "habits of mind" is stagnant.

Creativity, critical and intellectual thinking, the ability to pose and solve problems, self-discipline, and self-confidence are totally missing. I hate the feeling of being lazy into something that is very essential. And vulnerability strikes whenever I find difficulties in writing, because it's not normal. It feels like something is stopping me to do my tasks as a student.

I always find my works superficial and crap. And it sucks big time!
I really don't know but it feels like I'm being box to something that I couldn't explain. Or let's just put it this way, I maybe know the reason for being stagnant but I think the problem is that I don't know how to escape. And I can't believe that an immoral act from the past is affecting my daily life at present. TSSSSS!

Ohhh please! I need to escape and get out of the box! I hate being stack in there.
In short, I badly need motivation to stretch my limits.


And hey, you know what, I should be writing an editorial articles that would be publish next week in the school letter, but instead of doing it, here I am, finishing this post. :)
A post that could never be a brain child.
Sorry if you find reading this as a very uninteresting one.
It sucks big time! @___@