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jay. the boy behind the blog. most recent zygote of estelita and florencio. has been around the sun 26 times. likes hip hop, funk & jazz, lonely planet guidebooks, orwell novels, spike lee films, steamed jasmine rice, backpacking, mom's porkchops, peanut butter and banana sandwiches, independent film and music, sunshine and lime jello. has an affinity for jet-black haired asian girls with brown almond eyes and gleaming smiles, german dogs and old skool sneakers. rocks hard and fresh - day and night 'till kingdom come.
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Tuesday, February 07, 2006

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we have this really demanding relationship. i rarely visit her on the weekends but when she demands my attention, i answer.
we spend time during the week.

when i visit, i do my thing -- come inside of her and by the end of the whole ordeal, i just feel like falling asleep. it's pretty selfish on my part.
after the deed, there's no embracing no words to be said; no nothing. i go home before nightfall and we repeat the whole thing the next day.

damn, i'm gonna miss school.

ha!

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aversion therapy

i've taken enough psych courses to virtually graduate as a double major, but i won't. with that stated, i thought that i'd let you know that i'm a strong advocate of aversion therapy. since i broke my 1 year abstinence of junk food in all its forms about a 3 months ago, i've eaten mc donald's roughly 3 times. for some reason, when i got my big mac mcdeal today, it just wasn't right. my body rejected it like an alien organ. i ate about 4 hours ago and until now, since my first bite, i've felt like puking secret sauce and shredded lettuce all over the place. i think i've reached my junkfood threshold. i can't help but associate eating crap with negative physiological and psychologcial effects. this is no food poisoning, it's reasoning.

from this day forward, i shall restart my junkfood abstinence. life long? hey, it's possible.

do school buffets count?

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final destination
today i finished my set of midterms. yeah, you heard me correctly. i only have 3 classes to go before it's all said and done. by tomorrow night at 530pm, i will have reached the landmark i call 'reading week' b.k.a. "spring break" to my american colleagues.

there's a great sense of accomplishment finishing up those midterms because that just means i'm one step closer to my goal. a goal that i don't simply intended on reaching but smashing through.

in the past, whenever i finished an exam i felt a strong sense of gratification. i even used to tell myself "jay, another nail in the coffin". but lately i've changed my logic. finishing here is anything but a last rites of passage ritual for my undergrad degree. nowadays, i look at these final hurdles as another layer of silk that i spin around my cocoon. a cocoon that once my metamorphasis is finished and i get that piece of paper, i'll be a beatufil butterfly that'll fly away. let's just hope i don't get mistaken for a moth -- butterfly's evil stepbrother.

am i on crack?

destination - graduation, bitches.
ha-haa!
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busline
(behold, a lady)

"You're not extra extra, you're so plain Jane
The yin to my yang, darlin'
You've got that thang"
- benjamin andre

non-fiction.

so there's this girl. she's just not any girl; not like the ones i've mentioned before nor one i simply lust for. she's my cup of tea - whatever that means. me and her share a mutual friend; a mutual friend who promised to set up some sort of get together where we me and her can get more aquainted and spend some time together. i mean we have been introduced, but i'd like to meet up again and that one introduction was a little too short for my liking.

so i'm on the bus today, and i sit down. as per usual, i watch everyone who gets on the bus until i notice her. this is the first time i've seen her on the bus. i mean i knew she went to my school but what were the chances? she sits 6 rows up ahead of me and i'm left to sit back and stare at the back of her head for the duration of the 40minute ride. at this point, i don't know whether i should tell the stranger in the seat next to her to get the hell out of the throne that's rightfully mine - beside my woman or whether i should take off my shirt like tyrese and start belting out a tune in her honor. so the bus arrives, and at this point, i'm fed up. i couldn't wait...i had to talk to her on my own. i call her name. her smile radiates like the sun. she recognizes me and we talk...

to be continued.

[ click to see how it might've went down, otherwise (in my mind) ]

ha.

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jay d [ 3:15 PM ]

5 Comments:

niiiice picture.
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nothing like a smile from that one person who instantly makes your day, no?

By Anonymous, at 6:17 PM
oooooo jay = ladies man... great video pick btw and good luck with this mystery girl :)

By Anonymous, at 1:24 AM
you're an awesome writer, jason. for some reason, i really enjoyed reading this post, even more so than your other ones. [and i'm not just blowing smoke up your ass, cuz you should know by now that i'm not one to do that] :o)

i can feel your excitement...it'll soon be the day! yours before mine...lucky!!

By Anonymous, at 1:39 AM
Man, when I lived in Japan, I would hit stretches of not eating unhealthy foods--like potato chips and Big Macs--and like you, I would feel queezy when I began eating them again... but it only took a couple of times to get back into the swing of things. Junk food is truly an addiction...

By Anonymous, at 2:00 AM
that's why you're a handsomeboy model.

g'luck sir. not that you need it.
its big smirk central on this end.

By Anonymous, at 7:23 PM