Wednesday, June 27, 2012

No voices.

Apparently a wrong turn.
Now that doesn't hurt at all, does it?
I spoke, I thought.
But with no reply or any word.
What's there for one to think?
I remember once, or a lot of times maybe.
I heard this about english essays.
'Show, don't tell.'
I've waited for both the show,
and the tell.
Neither seem to care,
and yet somehow it's meant something...
completely different. It didn't add up.
I was never good at conveying my expressions.
Not even my written expression was up to scratch.
Which I'm sure you can all see from my blog.

But one thing everyone can tell the difference between,
is whether something is meant in a nice way,
or if it was meant in a ... moar neutral to not-so-nice way.

I was feeling good today,
so I wanted to talk.
I have much to say about how I'm going.
But then two things hit me.
1. No one cares
2. Secret successes are often moar surprising,
and yield a moar positive response.

It's like going back to square one.
Back to my idea of how it doesn't matter how much you say.
It all comes down to whether you've done it or not.
People don't care about the journey, apparently.
I certainly hope they DO care about the journey.
Otherwise the journals and codices of history and success stories would be..
much, much shorter.

Still have NO idea what I should do.


Take it easy,
Mr. Jyamaigo

Monday, June 25, 2012

Chills to the bone.

I care
As if you do.
I do. Will you be okay?
Yeah, always am.

No you're not.
I'm going to say that you already have finished studying,
or that you know most of what you are going to be tested on,
so you throw this argument at me.
Because if you did not, and you still decided to act this way,
it would be irrational.
I'll be happy if you emerge from the exam smiling and knowing you did
alrite at least, if you had aced it, that would be the best outcome.
I wouldn't be annoyed at the fact that you lied to me.

If you didn't lie however. And you actually were not ready,
and you threw those answers at me without a second thought.
I can do nothing but cross my fingers, and hope the test is as easy as it can be,
for your sake.
Goodluck nonetheless.

On another note.

This world is filled with people who are not able to control what they think,
and moar so, what they do.
Every act of belief, is already contradicted.
Every word of advice, comes from a mistake.
Every insult, reveals a compliment.

It's just how it works.
There's no explaining.
There's no pure side.
To be honest, in my eyes...
there is no wrong or right.

It's funny though.
Because there is a social norm.
There are also norms kept between people with similar thought processes,
or those with a similar mindset, regardless of their execution/thought process.

Just like a journey,
like the people you meet.
If the destination's the same,
If the help you receive differs.
It will only ever matter,
to those who think it matters.
Otherwise it's far from priceless.
It would simply be worthless.

I wish I could talk to you properly,
I haven't talked to you in so long.


Take it easy,
Mr. Jyamaigo

Typography.

typography
noun
The art or practice of setting and arranging type; typesetting.
The practice or process of printing with type.

Prior to copy and pasting that. I didn't actually properly know what it was.
And I probably will forget what it is in the matter of minutes.

Designing some stuff, playing around with new fonts and texts.
Was pretty fun, didn't keep my interest for long though.
Back to nothing again.
Waiting for my Grado SR60i's to come in.
In real need of something to keep my ears and hence my mind occupied.
Hopefully.

SiiGH.


Take it easy,
Mr. Jyamaigo

Saturday, June 23, 2012

Over.

Not nearly.
Now that it's all over.
The brain flicks straight to thinking bout the results.
Ain't no fun in that right?
But I'm pretty unsettled about it.
And when I'm distracted,
it isn't much help either.
Because distractions just make me realise what time I'm wastin'.

Cold from the night before till the morning after.
Missed out on the fun yesterday
All the uni mates went out to have a blast,
I went to work.
G to the G, I say.
Hopefully this holidays isn't just filled with work and nothingness again.
Now's the time for fun.
That's what everyone says.
Older people, younger people.
They all say that this is the time to have fun.

Well guys.
I'm not havin' any fun.

But the exams are over.
That's the only thing I can keep saying to myself to make it slightly better.
Still gots no one to talk to~

What was exciting about my day?
I had a kebab.
And some chips.


Take it easy,
Mr. Jyamaigo

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Winter Storm.

HOW BLOODY COLD WAS IT THIS MORNING?
5 Minutes of sitting near the entrance to the gym where I'm interning at and bam.
Numb fingers, numb face.
Logged onto facebook.
Facebook @ work. First time LOL.
It did get quite boring.
But first client!
Got to talk like a trainer, act like a trainer,
explain and demonstrate like a trainer.
I got to BE a trainer.
The client was keen too.

Signing off deliveries for the gym like a bawse.
But freezing all the while.
It did drag on.
Lucky I had to study a bit.
Longest time listening to techno/trance music EVER.
But all is well.
Tomolo morning. Another shift.

The exam? Well.
To be honest, when I got through the whole test.
I was feeling super confident.
But after double-checking,
double-checking again,
and then thinking to myself of what could go wrong.
I left the exam marquee feeling like I failed.

No moar to think about though.
Well, not about that, for a while anyway.
Tomolo's going to be a long day.

Might post up again, late tonight.
Gonna get some study done now.
Feeling cold. And terribly ...
left alone.

Take it easy,
Mr. Jyamaigo

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Blocked.

It's funny how some things work.
Anyway. At least I won't be able to do anything wrong if I'm blocked right?

The Miami Heats are up 3-1, leading the series.
For once in a very long time, I got pretty excited.
D-Wade being my favourite player.
But I had to study. LOL
So moar study I did. The whole day.
I thought being cut off was going to make my studying easier.
I thought wrong.

Flicking between two subjects.
Gotta finish these last two exams.
I really want it all to be over.
It's getting colder again.
Intern tomolo morning. 8-12.
Exam 1.45 - 4. In a bloody tent. At a racecourse.
Fun.
Day after?
Intern 9-11.
Exam 1.45 - 4. In a bloody tent. At a racecourse. Again.
Then work. 5-8:30pm.
Saturday work.
Gosh. What's happening LOL.

Anyway.
Minimal things to look forward to,
I guess it's kind of like running.
Everyone finds it easy to stop.
But for those who know,
starting after you stop, gets harder,
each. and. every. time. you. stop.
So it's better not to stop.
Stop when you can afford to.
Not because other people are stopping too.
That's funny business.

Moar to do.
Even moar to think about.
I'm so bad I need to be blocked.
SiiGH.


Take it easy,
Mr. Jyamaigo

Quiet night.

It's been silent.
Whole night pretty much.
Not expecting a gun shot or anything.
(We had one just a few days ago, right out side my place)

Moar study to do.
But there are other things on my mind.
For example this song:

Vanilla Twilight - Owl City


Take it easy,
Mr. Jyamaigo

Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Excited

A little, I've finally seen a little result,
I've finally made a little something of myself.
It was just a simple shirt.
But it meant a whole lot moar.
I took a photo.
I just wanted to send it to the first person that came to mind.
Hoping they would see where I've gotten to,
how I've taken a few moar baby steps on this long road I've planned for myself.

It wasn't to be though.
The night passes.
It was simply just another day.
Well, I guess it was just another day.
Moar studying tomorrow and the day after.
I felt like having a rest tonight,
and talking to someone.
But that wasn't to be either~

But no matter.
There will be a day I hope,
when I get to have some time to talk to someone,
to be open about what I want,
and all that weird stuff you usually don't get to talk about.

The night's cold, in all ways imaginable,
my mouth's dry, even though I didn't talk much today,
my head's heavy, even though I'm not tired,
Wish I could see the stars from my bed.
Might sound a bit childish,
but I want to make a wish upon the stars.
And I'm going to hope it comes true.

Being happy is hard~


Take it easy,
Mr. Jyamaigo

Monday, June 18, 2012

Simple.

You don't get it.
'Since that's what you want to do'
I had a weird thought about a certain number.
I thought about it...
Are there that many muscles on the body?
Are there that many bones in the body?
Are there that many nerves in the body?
Are there that many arteries and veins in the body?
I don't know. You tell me.

I read something today online.
It said:

Saying someone can't be sad,
because someone has it worse off
is the same as saying:
You can't be happy,
because someone else is happier.

Make sense?
SO next time you start comparing with how your situation is
compared to someone else's.
Remember that.
Then tell yourself how intelligent you are for comparing.

My brothers and sisters out there.
I'm going to say it here because I can't say it anywhere else.
I think I'm going to fail the exams coming up.
I've been trying my face off to study.
I can't though. There's just too much shit going on in my head.
There's no help.
And when I suddenly think there is?
It's not help. Nothing helps.
Nothing's helping.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME.


Mr. Jyamaigo.

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Cutting Off

No No. Not some Saw sort of scene.
Or, I wouldn't imagine myself being very good at explaining that sort of scene.
Woke up in the morning feeling like P-Diddy.
No, not really, I felt like shit, blocked nose, sore throat, I couldn't even open my eyes.
Took my Saturday shift off, even though it meant all my shifts this week didn't count.
I couldn't work in this condition anyway.
The day dragged. Like literally. It's like one of those days where even the clock's hands feel the need to slow down. So that's what I tried to avoid. Staring at the clock.
Pushed myself to the gym. The exercise got some air into my brain, so I did feel a little better.
The rain didn't help though, drizzling down scarcely but with the impact of golf balls hahaha

Home study was productive, for a little while.
She Likes To Play; Try To Catch Her.
The carpals of the hand.
Scaphoid, Lunate, Triquestrum, Pisiform (which is on the Triquestrum)
Trapezium, Trapezoid, Capitate, Hamate (and it's hook)
Along with the lumbricals, interrosei and all that jazz~

Headphone hunting today, spent an hour or so tonight doing that.
My automatic reflexes of glancing at my phone at any slight movement around me needs to be stopped.
It's painful to remember. The things I think of, just simply by glancing at my phone.

Trying to keep to myself these days.
I'm reverting back. Like I said last post.
Bottle. Mine to fill. Mine to bare.

Hopefully I'll get moar study down tomorrow.
I really need to be in tip top condition.
Much to do this week. Hopefully by the end of it, I can be relieved.
Relieved that at least one part is over.
So I can concentrate on the next step.
There is NO time for fun. None.

So while we're all looking forward to the end of exams.
I'm sure you guys are looking at post-exams in a positive and fun manner.
Unfortunately I can't say the same for myself.
I don't have that luxury. Not anymoar.

Good Luck to y'all who have exams, and hope y'all that have finished are already partying hard!
Things happen. Things are forgotten. The world continues to spin.
Imma need a moment, coz moments last forever~

Take it easy,
Mr. Jyamaigo