Sorbetera Ran Out of Sorbetes
At the moment: Relieved
I've lost my mojo for about two days prior to this post. It's because I've been feeling really bad lately and I don't mean bad as in emotionally bad. I've been having weird difficulties urinating (uh yeah, you wouldn't want to know about that right?) and I've been generally feeling limp and weak these past couple of days. But I do visit my blog and make sure to visit every blogger who tags on my tagboard and makes their presence felt. Thank you for visiting guys and I really hope you visit again. For what is a blogger without readers? Contrary to what other people might claim, I really think bloggers become bloggers because they want to express themselves and make their presence felt. There's no such thing as "I write because I feel like it and I don't give a flying fuck about the people who read it" because the fact that you're posting it in a place as ridiculously public as the internet, it's impossible not to take readers into consideration. What I'm saying is, I blog because I have something to tell everyone. Now what I don't give a flying fuck about are senseless arguments posed by people who think flaming is fun. If you don't agree to what I say or think this blog bores you to death, then please leave. I'm not begging you to read my post so I don't owe you anything.
That rant took longer than I expected.
ANYWAY...
I took a qualifying exam for our university paper (called The Varsitarian) yesterday. There were only four positions up for application: News, Special Report, Literary, Filipino. Lucky me for being a damn Feature Writer, the only position they don't need more members for. I avoided writing News like the plague and Filipino dislikes being handled by my scrawny imagination not to mention my pathetically limited vocab so it's no surprise that I applied for the Literary Section.
Did I do well?
I certainly hope so. Because out of 45 people, they were going to accept only 6 applicants: 3 for the News Section and 1 for every other section. I friggin suck at math but at least I know that my percentage of actually getting that one spot for the literary section is pretty low. The test was fairly okay but I practically took 4 hours to finish it. Actually it's exactly the given time for us to finish the test but aside from me (and a few others) 4 hours wasn't enough. Which says the test is both difficult AND time-consuming. In that day, I ended up writing 3 short stories. I know squat about literary techniques and other ways for transition and mystic realism and all that jazz. I don't mean to sound pessimistic but I think I lacked both talent and skill. What I spewed all over the paper that day was the only thing I was armed with: my wit. Will that be enough to get me that spot in the paper? I seriously hope so.
It was inevitable for me to think that I was at a clear disadvantage. The position I'm applying for isn't even my forte while most applicants were. I'm not being a bitter ass or anything but think journalism students applying for news, they were trained for that! That's how adept they are to their topic. But me... I was used to writing reviews, how-to's and stuff that usually goes in the lifestyle section of a Sunday paper which was a far cry from decent literary pieces. Decent = Angelo Suarez. Trash = me.
I'm not saying I'm completely useless. I'm just not geared for literature. I do write short stories every now and then but they look more like scripts for plays than real stories or novels. I don't even write poetry! Well.. not anymore. I used to but I wasn't able to transcend my work to the teeny-bopper phase. In short: I suck.
Inspite all this, I hope against hope, with all my heart and soul, that I make it to the paper. If I don't.. well then it's going to be a tough pill to swallow since it will be the first time I'll ever be rejected from a school paper.
I would probably keep on repeating to myself: "It's not that I'm no good; it's just that someone's better" you know.. just to keep that burning flame of writing alive. It's the only thing I hold dear right now. I'm no good at sports or dancing but give me a pen and some paper, I can take you on a flying cat that jumps over the moon who has a strong irish accent.
I've lost my mojo for about two days prior to this post. It's because I've been feeling really bad lately and I don't mean bad as in emotionally bad. I've been having weird difficulties urinating (uh yeah, you wouldn't want to know about that right?) and I've been generally feeling limp and weak these past couple of days. But I do visit my blog and make sure to visit every blogger who tags on my tagboard and makes their presence felt. Thank you for visiting guys and I really hope you visit again. For what is a blogger without readers? Contrary to what other people might claim, I really think bloggers become bloggers because they want to express themselves and make their presence felt. There's no such thing as "I write because I feel like it and I don't give a flying fuck about the people who read it" because the fact that you're posting it in a place as ridiculously public as the internet, it's impossible not to take readers into consideration. What I'm saying is, I blog because I have something to tell everyone. Now what I don't give a flying fuck about are senseless arguments posed by people who think flaming is fun. If you don't agree to what I say or think this blog bores you to death, then please leave. I'm not begging you to read my post so I don't owe you anything.
That rant took longer than I expected.
ANYWAY...
I took a qualifying exam for our university paper (called The Varsitarian) yesterday. There were only four positions up for application: News, Special Report, Literary, Filipino. Lucky me for being a damn Feature Writer, the only position they don't need more members for. I avoided writing News like the plague and Filipino dislikes being handled by my scrawny imagination not to mention my pathetically limited vocab so it's no surprise that I applied for the Literary Section.
Did I do well?
I certainly hope so. Because out of 45 people, they were going to accept only 6 applicants: 3 for the News Section and 1 for every other section. I friggin suck at math but at least I know that my percentage of actually getting that one spot for the literary section is pretty low. The test was fairly okay but I practically took 4 hours to finish it. Actually it's exactly the given time for us to finish the test but aside from me (and a few others) 4 hours wasn't enough. Which says the test is both difficult AND time-consuming. In that day, I ended up writing 3 short stories. I know squat about literary techniques and other ways for transition and mystic realism and all that jazz. I don't mean to sound pessimistic but I think I lacked both talent and skill. What I spewed all over the paper that day was the only thing I was armed with: my wit. Will that be enough to get me that spot in the paper? I seriously hope so.
It was inevitable for me to think that I was at a clear disadvantage. The position I'm applying for isn't even my forte while most applicants were. I'm not being a bitter ass or anything but think journalism students applying for news, they were trained for that! That's how adept they are to their topic. But me... I was used to writing reviews, how-to's and stuff that usually goes in the lifestyle section of a Sunday paper which was a far cry from decent literary pieces. Decent = Angelo Suarez. Trash = me.
I'm not saying I'm completely useless. I'm just not geared for literature. I do write short stories every now and then but they look more like scripts for plays than real stories or novels. I don't even write poetry! Well.. not anymore. I used to but I wasn't able to transcend my work to the teeny-bopper phase. In short: I suck.
Inspite all this, I hope against hope, with all my heart and soul, that I make it to the paper. If I don't.. well then it's going to be a tough pill to swallow since it will be the first time I'll ever be rejected from a school paper.
I would probably keep on repeating to myself: "It's not that I'm no good; it's just that someone's better" you know.. just to keep that burning flame of writing alive. It's the only thing I hold dear right now. I'm no good at sports or dancing but give me a pen and some paper, I can take you on a flying cat that jumps over the moon who has a strong irish accent.
ice cream sold by sorbetera at 9:01 PM
8 Comments:
" I've been having weird difficulties urinating... and I've been generally feeling limp.."
--> Telltale signs of impotence!!!!
...oh right...you're a woman.
LOL.
Everyone who writes (except the great ones) think they suck. Either rightly so or they just need to read more, write more, and live more.
And there's ALWAYS going to be somebody - and not just one person - who's way, way, better than you.
haha! It's funny how the two of you mentioned two different parts of my post.. haha! hitori>> hahaha!!!! that really made my day! although right now I'm feeling a little better.
iamstorm>> yes you're indeed right but I don't really care much about the gazillion other people better than me.. what I care about (at least right now) is that 10-something more people who took the qualifying exam for the paper. I really hope I can weasel my way through them.. haha but if I don't, I'd still be glad I took the chance ^__^
galing mo kaya magsulat! goodluck sa application sana matanggap ka..
thanks pinkysteph! I hope so too.. ^__^
glad to hear that you're feeling better now. that could be the usual sign of the regular visitor... just guessing ^__^;
well, we're just a day away from the verdict. i'll be crossing my fingers for you. and if u don't make it... lets just say you still have this blog and us as your avid readers. =)
At least you had the guts to try getting in.
I have witnessed the agony of being in the big V, and I was traumatized when I saw how difficult it was for two of my classmates who have been in it.
If you do get in...just prepare yourself for the tons of work. ^_^
waaa!! really ate yoj? my classmate got in too but we're not that close so I don't know what exactly it is she's doing.. that made me nervous but maybe I need the pressure.. I've been too lazy lately..
oh God.. what am I saying.. am I really asking for more pressure? I must be crazy.. haha
thanks guys for dropping comments!
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