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Writing Roadblocks

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These are some stumbling blocks to writing better and more often. I need to resolve these issues to move forward.

  • I feel writing about myself is vain.
  • If I share my feelings, they would either be egotistical or self-pitying.
  • I don’t want to share some things about myself. I’m embarassed.
  • I don’t want to talk about other people. I have no right to share things about them to the world, no matter how incidental.
  • My life is boring, there’s nothing to blog about unlike others.

To get some help, I asked my friend who specializes in these things. So, I’m now starting on Creative Nonfiction, A Manual for Filipino Writers by Cristina Pantoja Hidalgo.

Philippine Universities Drop Ranks; UP Now 398th

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Last year, University of the Philippines barely managed to grab a spot in the Top 300 universities in the world according to a study conducted by Times Higher Education Supplement and QS Top Universities.

  • 299 - University of the Philippines
  • 392 - De La Salle University
  • 484 - Ateneo de Manila University
  • 500 - University of Santo Tomas

Although I’m not exactly very fond of ranking anything, I’m still disappointed in this year’s world ranking result, released early this month.

University of the Philippines drops from 299 to 398 (scroll down to the bottom). Ateneo now outranks La Salle as it moves 33 steps forward, taking the 451st spot and pushing the latter to 519th. UST gets the 535th slot in the ranking.

Ahhh, bullshit! There are so many far more important things that need to be done than worry about numbers and rankings. Yes?

Secrets and Lies. And Truths.

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  • The past few weeks have been a crazy emotional roller-coaster ride.
  • I’m AWOL.
  • I’m NOT pregnant. :)
  • I’m depressed.
  • I’m not okay.
  • Unproductive.
  • Sick.

I’m planning to reveal something about me this weekend. It isn’t really something big enough to cause a fuss, but it will open *some* eyes to something some people don’t even know existed. I’m scared. Not that I’m afraid of what others might think, but…it’s about how I would be able to handle the situation without cracking.

No wonder I always breakdown. I’m a weak person. I’m not strong enough to accept and do anything when it involves my emotions. And I’m beginning to hate this life more than I ever thought I would.