All Pressed Up

It has been a very long time since I’ve last written something for a paper– not to mention do something for a school paper. For weeks, my auntie and my younger sister have been bugging me to make their school paper for them. I figured it was all easy because I have done it before so I just ignored it and attended to it just now, which is two days from the deadline of the paper. Call me Procrastination Queen but I guess that’s the way I do things. I work better under pressure– I guess. So this afternoon, I started working on their school paper, much to my frustration and astonishment that all things are not ready yet. How the heck could they pressure me to do these things when I don’t have anything to do yet?! I am even asked to write two of the articles for the paper! Not much photos are available and I don’t have any idea how it will turn out. Perhaps I would have been able to make some nice changes if I started to work on it a few weeks ago. The biggest change I must have had back then would have been my spoiled attitude of setting things aside. Now the pressure is cramping inside my brain and all I have is a headache that is splitting my skull, delaying things even more.

an understated illustration of the headache I am feeling right now

A Decision of Happy Selfishness

I cannot agree more when people say that the greatest love of all is love for oneself. Let’s face it; all we have at the end of the day is ourselves. That is how I have come to a certain decision– a decision that made me ask why I haven’t thought of this long ago; I have decided to write a blog entry everyday as a sign of loving myself. For the past year, I have been writing for other people. I do good with it. But, ever since I’ve graduated in college, I haven’t written anything just for the hell of it. That is why I have decided to write for myself through this blog. It’s about time I use my God-given skill for something that I could actually be proud of. And you can’t do anything about it but to agree. Maybe this will help me get through things. This means you shall hear more from me. Aren’t you excited? 🙂

I must point my pen toward myself

 

that sniff that woke me up; my journey resumes

And so here I am; blogging my way out of stagnancy. For more than a year now, I have grown quite far from the arts; and that’s the last thing that I could ever wish for. My day job has been very demanding so I can’t even read a book. And I don’t want that. For years, I have grown to love the Arts; I have been accustomed to the idea that I shall, someday, emerge as a writer of the Liberal Arts. I can say that I was okay for the longest time. Well, basically, it was because I was not really aware that I was actually doing things in a very mechanical way already. All seemed routine that I never thought it was all going bad for me; I was drifting away from my love– the Arts. It was the last weekend when I finally had the strong strike of will to finally write something. It was when I watched a theater play written by my mentor. I was totally overwhelmed and I was reminded of the wonders Arts could bring to someone. I was reminded that causing that feeling to a certain audience is exactly what I want to contribute to this world. That is when I have decided to write a one-act play and submit it for an opportunity to be staged. I have already worked on a schedule and I intend on sticking to it. This time, I am aware. This time, I am conscious. This time, I shall not let my job go against me and the Arts! This time, I am on the right track! Next year, my first play shall be staged! I bet my life on it!

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