Ooh-ooh

Now when it doesn't matter what caliber I spit at

I'll bet a hundred thousand bucks

You'll just turn around and just be like, "Man, how the fuck

Sourpuss gonna get mad just 'cause his album sucks

And now he wants to take it out on us?" (Ooh-ooh)

But last week, an ex-fan mailed me a copy

Of The Mathers LP to tell me to study

It'll help me get back to myself and she'll love me (ooh-ooh)

I mailed the bitch back and said if I did that

I'd just be like everyone else in the fucking industry

Especially an effing Recovery clone of me

I can't keep this out of on-the-loop mode

I can't stop won't stop even if I could. Good grief, Eminem is back with a vengeance!

I get in beefs, my enemies die

I don't ceasefire 'til at least all are deceased

I'm eastside, never be caught slippin'

Now you see why I don't sleep

Not even a wink, I don't blink

I don't doze off, I don't even nod to the beats

I don't even close my fuckin' eyes when I sneeze

Why is there NO ONE around to hardcore fan over them lyrics and them beats and them content? Why? Why?

On a more serious note, I hope Marshall is just rhyming an emotion with the pill verse.

Losing Chester was something, but losing Marshall... Now, now now he's not going anywhere right right right

Reborn a Fortune's Child

Of songs that deeply resonate with me, this one used to overwhelm me frequently during the early listening sessions.

I have been over it since these old years, as over it as a sponge which assimilated the liquid and is poised in its engorgement.

At times, during a lack of stillness, agitation comes down on my soul and the song stirs in me again.

I don't know what the halcyon sensations I feel connect me to. I feel a mnemonic state I can't access can provide some answers. I don't understand the way I am dimensioned and I'm not certain the knowledge of such things is compulsory to advance or to seek the origins of the halcyon state.

Man, I need to write some more

Etto-o-o-o...Etto-o-o-o-o

Done with this semester.

Somehow, it wasn't the most joyful time of my American stay. It certainly wasn't the worst either.
It was overwhelming at times, over packed at others, and the few breathers I took were harbingers of dreadful periods to come and filled with grey poise.
Looking back at it though, I'm grateful to realize how much I managed to do and accomplish despite the low involvement and the feeling of not really belonging to the time and place I was existing in.

-Working full time while taking a full load of courses and doing PhD research was overwhelming. I asked some colleague, who looks and talks and acts like he came out of the womb tired and pinching his eyes, about how he managed to have some life while being in my situation. He mentioned giving up homework and some social commitments, and being unable to focus much. I'm relieved my homework didn't suffer from it at least, and I have more of engaged commitments outside rather than "social/mingle/small talk/let's have simple fun" activities. So the second point was no issue to me. I did have to dial down greatly on the time I used to spend speaking to closed ones overseas. I dialed down on the emails updates and this blog as well. This being said, I'm ending this semester with As in all classes, solid understanding, full time work and progress in our research objectives.

-My PhD research, being independent of the research I conduct at my workplace, requires a time of its own. This has been bothering me for some time now.

-My workout regime took a hit. I used to go to the gym everyday after work back when I worked half-days. It was easy to grab my staff, head to the gym at noon or 2:00 pm, and get my stress out. Now tough, I go out of work at 4:00 pm or 5:00 pm depending on classes times, then I head to class, then I'm dead and just want to crawl to bed. But no, I have assignments too and the week-end won't be enough to go through them. I took to cycling to go anywhere within 30 minutes. I took to Yoga with Adriene almost everyday. I can touch my knee with my nose now and have greatly improved my lower body flexibility. I have my resilience and endurance back. I guess I just hope I can get back to HIIT and/or cardio at some point. Yoga and cycling don't help with weight management as much as muscle work/weight lifting doe for me.

-My reading/writing reached a peak again and it has been the main relief and main tangible outcome from this semester. I learn more, I have one ready ready ready draft and looking for a literary agent has been one strange quest, almost like job hunting. Except I was qualified and with experience on my resume, whereas with writing, that's radically different and strange. Still, editing the following draft and moving on to reading over again the Vampire Hunter D book series is providing relief in that aspect. So I am not worried or filled with anticipation or looking forward for an end result. Whatever.

Finals is this coming week, but I wrapped up early and don't have to take a final.

Christmas break is coming and I will probably spend it at the Eastern Coast. It will be the first vacation I would actually take since a long time.

I will be preparing for my PhD qualifiers before and after though. I'm taking the exams in late January and December is already flying by.