Idle

...been idle for only-God-knows-how-long.

...been sleepless for countless nights.

...been missing the long chats and the facebooking-all-i want.

...been yearning for rest.

...been hoping to graduate.

E-heads Concert

Attn: E-heads fans

What: March 7, 2009 marked the last concert of Ely, Raymund, Marcus and Buddy together as the band, Eraserheads.

Now, if you wanna listen to a full audio recording of great gig, click here.

Credits to Coladilla, Azrael. Blog entry entitled "Eraserheads concert - the Final Set - full concert MP3 audio recording." Posted on March 9, 2009.

N/A

I wanna cry...

I feel like I can't do it anymore. I'm about to give up... It's just that a lot happened today. A LOT of depressing things. I hope I can cope up. :( I really hope I can.

I am, therefore, keeping this post short. I have to get back to work.

God, help me...

-Love lots, Jets.

Expect Much?

"The reason why we expect much from other people?
It's because we are willing to give that much to them..."
-unknown author (quote from Tita Ilona | sent 03/09/09)

I couldn't agree more.

I am a person with very high expectations. Ask my parents, ask my friends, ask my sisters, ask my classmates and groupmates. Ask Rob. That is exactly the reason why I abhor mediocrity. As much as possible, I want to be one of the best and I want to give the best that I can give in anything that I go into. Things that are ordinary and usual frustrate me in a snap. I have a craving for the ideal things, for the blissful things... For perfection.

That is how competitive I am. My current level of competency is already a tamed level, (Thanks to Rob) but still there's something within me that always wants to be on top. I don't know what happened to me before, what happened to me as I grow up that shaped this egoistic personality. Or is it human nature to yearn for attention, to be at the epicenter?

On the other hand, I am a very generous person when it comes to effort. Records show that I am a person who is more than motivated to go against the odds, break the rules and move mountains just to make my loved-ones feel what I feel for them. But when I see that these are not reciprocated, all I can do is sigh.

Expectations can be good, although sometimes, it is better to wait and see. Expectations vary and can be compromised. Expectations determine how one feels. Expectations define happiness, despair and satisfaction. Expectations are part of life and living.

By the way, even God has expectations. :)

-Expecting you, Jets.

Defining "Gwyn"

The whole night, I just downloaded random songs. My goal: to know more songs which do not fall under the POP category. I envy other people who are into a wide range of music, and I think that makes them appreciate music more. It dawned on me: the songs I listen to are the ones who usually top MTV or MYX, and I think that is pathetic.

And so, I vow to move out of this sojourn and instead start the exploration again...

On a different, or should I say, a larger picture, I need to focus more on what I really want and what I'm really interested with. I'm like a bamboo tree, I just go and bend with the wind direction. I just let them control me. On this note, selfishness is actually a good thing. OK, let's use "individualism" instead. As I need take another stage in my life, I guess I need to define myself more. I need to define "Gwyn".

All yours, Jets.

Got Tickets!

Cebu Pacific is now offering its famous seat sales for flight dates April-July 31, 2009. My graduation is included in that range of dates. Phew!

My Mom never stopped believing that one day, God will answer her prayers and give her the airline promo she wanted. Lo and behold! Here it is. I was awake until around 2AM last night, and it's as if someone whispered and tipped me to check the Cebu Pacific website. I was more than happy when I saw the announcement regarding the promo that I immediately called their hot line to check on it. (Take note: The operator needed to confirm the promo when I called. Apparently, the news reached me before it did them. Duh!) At 2AM, can you believe that! :D I got panicky and immediately sent a message to my Mom and Dad, but ran out of load so I asked Rea (who I was chatting with through YM) to text my Mom. Talk about excited, huh!

Now fast forward to 10AM, I reloaded my prepaid balance and texted (pressured, I think, is the better word) to buy tickets today. With much drama and teleserye twists on credit cards, loans, cash and falling in line, my dad got tickets!!! *insert SFX of applause here* Yey! I am happy. That saved us around Php12,ooo or 50% of the expenses for the airline tickets.

BUT, I am now more anxious and pressured to graduate. Coz if I will not be able to march on the 26th of April 2009, my parents are gonna kill me. Haha! Wow, I just made a list of the things-to-do and it seemed endless... I just hope I can get through this. (Gwyn, why are you blogging? You should be transcribing, you know!)

TRIVIA: I am a loyal Cebu Pacific passenger. Isn't that pathetic? Haha! No, I love Cebu Pacific that I've already memorized their games! Lol.

OK, gtg. :)

-Yours, Jets.

Threatened

Yesterday, my best friend and her batchmate just took their picture with Oble! Wow. Brave souls we got here ayt?

I DO NOT believe in superstitions. Yes, I don't. But, there's just something about UP superstitions that I don't want to risk my college life by falling into these pits. I was ranting the whole day about the 18 units of academic load that I still have to finish within roughly about four weeks. Thesis and all the "Are you graduating?" talks solicit nothing more than a "let's-not-talk-about-that-alright" glance. Everyone in the batch is pretty much threatened.

I envy my Ateneo friends who have now reached the finish line. Phew! That must be really orgasmic. Haha! Oh well, when will I ever feel that? Tick-tock. Time's running out, but I don't know if I will be happy or sad. Almost all my professors, especially my thesis adviser and my film script professor, are threatening us of how time can slip like a robber, like a pickpocket. Fast and furious. Grrr!

Don't worry. Someday, I'm gonna muster up all the courage needed to take a picture with Oble. Or better yet, I don't have to be afraid. I will gain the right to have a snapshot with that nude man facing the Americas. I will graduate, ON TIME!!