oh yea...i forgot, i have a celly now. phone number to be released soon.

my first mobile..and we all know im against cell phones..so yea. i got it by default on the count that my brother, mr. ibm bigshot copped a new plan.

so yea..that phone is mine.

do me a fave willya?..call me up once in awhile and make me look and feel important.

mighty 'preciated.


those damn neo-nazis and their brain cutting hazings!


jason says hello to brain cancer..and ball cancer, depending if i carry the damn thing in my jeans.

so i look down at the scale at the gym (two days left at the ymca of mississauga, by the way..after a 5 year solid relationship), and it reads 141lbs. a cold chill ran thru my body as i my eyes were informed of the news.

im deteriorating here.
if it so happens that i drop to 135 soon, please, someone give me a hug and a big tray of PB & J sandwiches. that'd be most helpful.

in other news...there's a big day soon. REAL SOON. so lets hope for the best.

in other other news, i've been eating arrowroot cookies all day. am i baby...am i teething??
geez, someone feed this man.

actually, i dont feel too fly lately..i think im comin down with a cold or a nasty stomach flu. funny thing is, i only get sick about once a year..good thing it's now.

now better than later.

peace out..i gotta cop my october bus pass...and maybe even a slice and a pop.


slim is outtie.

peas.

japes wisdom: "ur on ur own highway..if people want to tag along..fine..if they dont..ull still get to where u want to go."

amen for friends.

in other realms of my mind, a song has never had so much meaning for me till now. so uplifting for me..yet inspiring. i am a changed man. but it's good, it's good. i like to evolve. running on the spot is not my thang.

i'm 21 goin on 22 for gat's sake.


making progress

We keep embellishin upon a new uncharted path
Expressin what we see and how we comprehend the math
So there's enough for everyone we gotta make it last
We gotta make it last..


As I embark on life's journey from the point where I'm at
Peace to everyone I know or who I go way back wit
Every pimp every mack, every gangsta to jack
Every hustler feedin babies, anybody pro-black
Every sister raisin kids without the help of a dad
Wantin for they children all the things that they never had
All the brothers handlin business even though shit's hard
Wakin up at five A.M., holdin down three jobs
All my rasta brethern gettin insight from trees
To my brothers up in college gettin Ph.D's
or any other degree, even if you just read
for mental health, see you're concious that your mind is free
All my people locked down, for your past mistakes
Mentally and spiritually, dwellin past the gates
You could change your ways, elevate today
To all recovered alcoholics chillin up in AA
Every black-owned business, keep doin for self
Helpin out the community and spreadin the wealth
Understand that help ain't gonna come from nowhere else
Revolutionaries makin the unjust get dealth wit
head on black people got to meet the task
Educate, keep learnin, gotta question, ask!
And let your light keep shinin and remember the past
By any means necessary, we'll be free at last


As I embark on life's journey from the point where I'm at
Peace to everybody strivin to live right and exact
Even though anxieties try to pull you down
See your troubles as a blessin and you're homeward bound
Everybody gotta struggle, that's the way of the world
Can't develop biceps if you don't do curls
Can't achieve a a garden if you never water your crops
If you never paid your dues, then you don't get props
Couldn't eat a proper meal without cookin it first
Can't receive a paycheck if you don't do work
If it wasn't for the rain, then the trees won't grow
When the spring came around, what a sight to bestow
When you face adversities, dark clouds won't last
If you never study, how do you expect to pass?
The grasshoppers laid around while the ants did chores
When the winter came around, he was left outdoors
See the cycle keeps moving like a big machine
Evolution of the mind, soul body and being
God'll never put upon you more than you can take
Sometimes you even gotta learn from OTHER people's mistakes
So head on black people got to meet the task
Educate, keep learnin, gotta question, ask!
And let your light keep shinin and remember the past
By any means necessary, we'll be free at last.
- blackalicous

i lost sight for a minute there. i totally forgot im setting up my next 40 years here.
i have refocused my positive energy toward where it's most needed.

listen and read...repeat, if you need.

by the way, dont be giving up on me..keep hope alive. geez. i need it rite now especially.

[signed, jay]



this sticks out...and ohhh it's so nice.

"Even though anxieties try to pull you down
See your troubles as a blessin and you're homeward bound
Everybody gotta struggle, that's the way of the world
Can't develop biceps if you don't do curls
Can't achieve a a garden if you never water your crops
If you never paid your dues, then you don't get props
Couldn't eat a proper meal without cookin it first
Can't receive a paycheck if you don't do work
If it wasn't for the rain, then the trees won't grow
When the spring came around, what a sight to bestow
When you face adversities, dark clouds won't last
If you never study, how do you expect to pass?
The grasshoppers laid around while the ants did chores
When the winter came around, he was left outdoors"



p.s. how can i be weak? im very unique.
never trying to be like all the others.

that should be overstood.

a lonnng time ago, a girl once said to me, "jay you know too much".
scary ain't it?


imma be an ant.
furthermore, ill obtain the best of both worlds..eventually.

i think my blogs gotta go back to their old stylees. the funnies, i say.

as for my house, the matrix, both the original and reloaded have played in my house for how many times now??......let's say 6 a piece.

someone likes that movie in this home, and it ain't me. geez.
i mean its a cool flick, dont get me wrong...but to watch it that many times?....won't that corrupt your mind or something?

see ya tonite, folks.

literally.

was the wait too long? is the wait too long? did you even refer to a schedule?

my actions require no explanations.
treading carefully is not always a good thing...but hey, that's just me.

but for comedic relief, cause i hate getting all worked up about things...

how bout some pics?


that's me. see, im trying to be all serious cause im in a suit and shit.
meanwhile, the good ol' "say cheese" technique deemed a horrible failure.



r.j. says in this pic, im seducing the camera.
i doubt that. personally, i just think i had a really crappy cup o' tea.


one final one.

that's just great.
(oh im not angry. normal human beings get angry. im mad..dogs get mad. that's me, the rabid blood-thirsty dog)

a lot of you have been sleeping too long.


then again, who am i? my convictions and i have no bearing whatsoever.

zhee end of our presentation.

it just takes a nice sunny friday and a wedding to make jay flush all his stresses and mindknots down the crapper.

in other words...i feel like THE SHIT. not like shit..just like THE shit.

you hear me? you feel me?

smell ya later.

today was a gooooood day.

not only was a good chunk of it spent with one of my favourite people at the library and improving academics..yes that is partial. so yea, big ups to YOU, dort.

i also copped my dress shoes. actually dress boots..ankle boots. so im kinda stoopified at that too.

not only that, i also copped the new outkast cd. i have broken the chain..yes, boys and girls, i havn't purchased a cd in what - 5 years maybe?!! hahaha
the point is, i had to give credit to big boi and dre of kast. they're most definitely one of my favourite hip hop duos, no doubt.

well yea, that sums up a good day.

ohhhhhh im feelin it - im feelin it!...


...the cd, of course.

oh!

[feelin' like a million bucks for more reasons than one is the shiznit]


norah jones on the outkast???
im in heaven.

how come people swear they're atypical? or "anything but ordinary"?

ha!

for you to say that, places you dead centre in the TYPICAL category.
now just give that a little thought.

that little remark has to do with asians by the way.
everyone talkin' bout how they're not so typical etc.
(as you can tell, i couldn't abstain from visiting the damn avenue)

elsewhere, in the deep confines of jay's white matter...

colin, i hope you feel special rite now.

"but why, fellow jason, the 1st of the de los Reyes household?", you ask yourself in a northern british accent of loyalty.

it's cause you were the last one to listen to jay's greatest of all time hip hop joints collective, that be why.

the only volume...no written down playlist and no future plans to redo another. i hope you enjoyed that md which consisted of 73 9i.e. the equivalent to 5 hours) of my favourite all time hip hop hollerrrrin's.

i just deleted everything off that minidisc. oh well.

i like growth. personal growth. so in it's place, due to my ever-evolving nature and recreation of self, i am currently on a downloading spree to create one of the greatest conscious, soulful, "mature" hip hop md's of all time ever known to man, woman, child, animal, plant, amoeba and alien.

keep lookin out for that one.

and ohhhhhh, dead prez makes an appearance on the badu cd!!

oh joy@!!

the game simon is the shit. unfortunately, they stopped production on the original..thus, i'll probably never get my claws on a set.

however, thanks to THE DORT, i can play online, in flash version.

yipieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

this is the best thing to happen to me since raisin bran. and we all know how i feel about my fiber.

but yea, i just spent the last 20minutes trying to get past a personal high score of 14.

urrgh!! so many patterns! so little time! thanks chris :D

forget msn...i got simon to play. so yea, y'all dont mind me if i dont reply or if i zone outta the conversation.


it's da bomb.



[aside] i dont mean to brag, but i look hella good in a suit. hot damn.
dont mind me, i just went suit shopping today.


my very first, real, good suit...is soon to be mine. i mean i've had other suits..but hey, those were crap. this is the real deal.

a man getting his first suit..that's like a pinnacle in my book.
it's right up there before getting your licence, graduating, finding a wife and starting a tribe, and retirement, basically.

so you know damn well, this one has to be a good one.

this suit will be the suit that i'll attend funerals in...weddings...barmitvahs, possibly...taking mrs. right out on a nite on the town,in, eventually down the road...baptisms...the leafs game...to the beach...etc.

black most likely..but grey pinstripe looks deadly on me...deadly i say, deadly. tapered too. it's like God put that suit on this earth....JUST FOR ME!

wow (revised since the start of this entry).

gnite.

oh yea, the hurricane is in full-stride as we speak..and it's coming here. yet, imma be a soldier and still reach my lab tomorrow..why? cause im that damn good.



zzzzz..zzzz...zzzzzz
(don't worry, i DID brush my teeth)

it's out.



so ya'll be good kids now and cop dat. i gave it a listen today too...

she comes niiiiiiiiiiiice with it, believe me.

go on..come HERE for more details.

an album most definitely worth buying. finally some good music available.


don't settle for imitations either. believe me, indie arie is a poor man's erykah badu.

she's dope.



this is needed too.

it's a DOUBLE!!!!!

[suprised face with bulging chris tucker eyes inserted here]

that's the naseous sound that i make at my skool's bookstore.


"139.99 plus taxes?!!
good lawwwd that's alotta money!
you gots to be a stupid-ass-muthafucka to buy dat shit!"

my thoughts exactly as i was about to purchase my final required textbook for the term. i mean i thought last year's sport psych book at 120 bucks was harsh..but 139.99 without tax?!?!?!..wow, theyre really doing psychological experimenting on me huh?

anyhow, i didn't buy it. why? cause i was misinformed and only armed with 120 duccets in my jeans. shit.

but really, 140 bucks. the pope or Jesus Christ better have written that book on athletic injuries!! furthermore, the pages better be gold-leafed.

that's that. tomorrow, i shall cop it, no matter how painful the purchase is.

p.s. there are no used ones available..it's the 11th new and improved edition. stupid cocks who make textbooks...youre going to the place that ends with 2 double hockey sticks for your dirty work.

to make my day better, when i got home, i had the intention of making myself a nice big sandwich...you know, some cheese, pastrami..roast beef..turkey...lettuce tomatoes etc. etc. little did i know that, after taking out all the required ingredients for my lunch of desire,
THERE WAS NO FUCKING BREAD!!

grrrrrr

again..is someone playing a practical joke on me? who's testing me???

it's all good though. i take these things lightly. have a good one folks.

and wow, people really do come around and read this.

this means YOU, pat.
peace out.

i eat, shit and sleep lab.

i couldn't get into that "rhythm 'n' blues, jazz, funk and hip hop" music course as an elective filler.

"This course explores in-depth the range of African-American popular musics that have come into existence since the end of World War II. All styles and genres are studies from both a musicological and sociological perspective. Designed for students not majoring or minoring in Music. Prerequisite: None."



that woulda soooo been my joy. oh well, maybe next year..the last year. good thing is though, because my year is pretty heavy as is, and because im most likely gonna be taking a full time summerskool session, my final year (i.e. the winter/fall session) is lookin like its gonna be light for me - just the way imma need it for my final and most important year.

oh!

p.s. de la hoya shoulda won. that was his fight.



corruption in sport at it's purest.
wack is what i say.



p.s.s.
i gotta a hookup on burned dvds (sorry not for you, just for me) and although, i have many favourite movies, when it actually comes time to naming them off, i can't remember anything.

urrgh. to those who know me, any suggestions?
and to those who know me...let me know what kinda movies fit "jay's favourites". i seem to be having amnesia.

please, no porn suggestions.

a key line in jamiroquai's "just another story". ya'll give that a listen now, ya hear?


why do people give a shit? why do some overanalyze things?
this makes me laugh.

most importantly, why do i get overanalyzed?
my actions, my words...everything. DO NOT fucking overanalyze me.

i do not care. it's cool. believe me.

to each and all who this applies to, believe me.

i am 21 years old, i really dont give a shit, and furthermore i hold my wisdom with a white-knuckled grip.
so yea...lets get back to a state of homestatic conditions.

i really don't need undue stress.

in other news, i hear the beautiful noises outside my window of a brazillian husband and wife curse and scream and even threaten eachother. other times its the italians...sometimes it's even filipinos..those days tend to be the most interesting in that i get a nice front row seat.

married..with children...isn't that great?

in more light-hearted news, i heard the new outkast double LP came out today..or yesterday..or something. the point is, its out. so yea..imma have to cop that!

and also, i heard the new erykah badu cd is available for download too...so as soon as i make space on my computer, or if someone is kind enough to burn a copy for the good ol' island boy, me, i'll likely be bumping that on my room's ghettoblaster.

to more serious news..and positive, for that matter, my friends kick ass.
this is meant both figuretively and literally.

they say your friends make you who you are...if i myself am a funny man...then by all means, i gotta say you are a pack of funny-fuckers too.

i kinda believe that too. i think i take the best individual aspect of my friends and utilize that for myself.

birds of the same feather flock together, si?

[hand gesture]
THIS IS MY VIEW!!! right here.

see, it's those things that imma remember while im rotting away in my death bed. the "goods" i like to call 'em.

that's all for this post...im slowly feeling more and more funny again...that's the spirit...i think the work and anxiety that comes along with the first week of skool was attempting to crumble mr. jay's spirit.

no way in hell could i just standby and let that happen. cmon now.

so yea, once i think of something funny again, ill be back to blurt my heart out about it.

from a grown man with his cautions thrown to the wind in a carefree attempt to disregard all brain-tangles, g'day.

currently transcended through time and space.

check back in a bit...

i dunno if i ever let all of you in on the secret, but for the record, we'll state it again or for the first time.

a few years ago, my moms got a fortune told. the teller not only forsaw her future, but the futures of her three sons. that is, my brothers and i.

now what gets to me is, that i back then, and slightly till now, am a hardcore skeptic. and although most filipinos have crazy superstitions, i force myself to disregard every little "trick" i hear that will make your life and future more pleasant.

so yea, back to the story, moms got her reading a few years back...and who does she let in on the secret???

me, that's who.

what she revealed to me, i have already seen hints of here and there, in terms of my brother's circumstances. is it coincidence? maybe. is it connected? maybe too. who knows. me and my friends discussed all of this before.

anyhow, what really gets to me, eventhough i pleaded with my mom to not tell me what's to come (cause i really dont wanna know what's to come - but rather live my life day by day and in peace), is the fact that many visions that the teller foretold were true.

now here's where it gets nasty...my mom probably forgot what the reader said. but more or less, i myself remeber everything that she told me since that day a few years back. and to tell you all the truth, i can honestly see things unfolding..or the possibilities of them unfolding.

[shivers]

anyhow, whether they occur that way cause they were destined to or whether they happened cause i subconsciously made them happen or are making them happen...my future is becoming my present.

so yea...put that in your voodoo pipe beside the chicken bones and smoke on it.

funny entry? i think not.

serious overtones are not my thing...but hey, it's my blogger and ill cry far-out crazy rantings if i want to. you would cry them out too if it happened to you.

i know the future..but can i really make things right?

err should i say...will i?
time will tell.


will jason do anymore good/quality entries on his blogger?

outlook not so good.

gnite. im optimistic though. so yea, keep hope alive.

serious good news, that has absolutely nothing to do with my life...but does actually, in a sense...its just not a current event or ranting that's all.

i managed to get my archives back on "dirty underwears blogger". those were some very good entries, i feel. so yea...check those out on your free time...right....about...............here.

well it's here tomorrow. yes, it's back.

skool's back that is! but hey, i aint complaining.
i live to learn.

what's dope is that it's third year. so yea...no mistakes allowed. and like i said in an earlier entry, skool first and foremost. but hey, that doesn't mean life consists just mainly for skool. i need my fun too.

what's also dope is a cool girl comes to my skool this year too. her name is dort. actually it's christine. so chris, if youre reading this..youre officially the dort.

as for this site..the aa page..whatever, ill apologize ahead of time for the lack of updateage that will take place.

now we get nasty.
gnite.

and to fellow scholars across canada starting tomorrow, good luck.

life's lesson...that ive heard, but never actually put thought into nor applied:

live life one day at a time.

you're responsible for this.

from now on, imma take each day..each event..each second independently from one another. no matter what happend yesterday or the last time...or whatever happens in the future should be treated as not interrelated.

i think that's a better route to travel along.



but yo, i hate doing "serious" entries...so now, imma go guzzle some "moojuice" and fart my way thru my day.
keep your distance 6 hours from now.

the more i think about it, the more it becomes solidified into my head. this world is spinning way to fast for its own good. its almost making me naseous.


but hey, i embrace my "agedness".

but yo, today is a good day...it's my nephew/godson's 2nd birthday!

happy birthday jacob!

yep, were gonna get wasted tonite...couple of beers...some tequila...its all good.

he's 2, i know!

it's a joke.

[insert laugh here]


in other news, i got skool tomorrow!!

1st day of 3rd year the study of human movement.
and tomorrow begins what will be the most important 2 years of my academic life..or even life in general for that matter.

whatta mess.

peas.


p.s. you know you're gettin old when you think the things i think sometimes..when you talk about what we tend to discuss sometimes.

only a few can really feel me on that one.

im up. it's 4am. i cant sleep.

and so it begins once again. my insomnia that is. and shoot, skool hasn't even started yet.

im mad, crazy anxious too. as stated before, and as learned in sport pyschology, slight anxiety is a sure sign of readiness.
let's just hope i dont fall into pieces here.

by the way, it's the last weekend of summer. well not summer, but my break. anyone wanna party?

ill say it again, for emphasis...

anyone wanna party this weekend?

holla at me if you're down.

as for random thoughtage...

i really wish i knew how to play the didgeridoo. i really wish i could.






how to play your DIDGERIDOO.

that doesn't happen too often. but when it does, i copy instances like those to my life's hardrive.

and really, how often is it that we actually sit down together for dinner and talk?
really.

amen to that.

make you feel that way

Up and early for the hope of a brand new day
See a homie you ain't seen since back in the day
Fresh haircut fitted with a phat ass fade
End of work week, chilling on a Saturday
How you felt when you first heard the Daddy Kane
Rakim, KRS, hey I had that tape
Cooling out with ol' girl on a phat ass date
Find a hundred dollar bill, wow man that's great
Get promoted at your job up to management
Plot a long time finally your plan has made it
Time I feel I wanna shout, man its real that way
When I think of things that make you feel that way

Christmas day when your mamma got your first bike
Type of feeling when you went and won your first fight
How your team felt winning championship games
Celebrate in a huddle dancing in this rain
Have a thought see a shooting star cross your screen
Put in hard work finally you're living your dream
Deaf man get his hearing now in come vibes
Blind man gain his sight see his first sunrise
Dumb man speaking out, now he's load and clear
Birth of your child, smile so proud ya wear
Going in your third eye for the styles ya hear
Making music that'll bump for a thousand years
Eating right feeling conscious like health is first
Said a prayer that's sincere and you felt it work
Times I feel I wanna shout, man it's real that way
When I'm thinking things that make you feel that way

All up in her vibe something coming over me
Summer days more likely that you notice breezes
Winter days more likely that you notice heat
When I'm gone more likely that you notice me
In the dark it's more likely that you notice light
In the light more likely that you notice night
Hungry more appreciation for that meal
Dead broke more appreciation for that scrill
A bad day'll make you really notice ones that's good
And that'll make things a little better understood
Times I feel I wanna shout, man it's real that way
When I think of things that make you feel that way
Make you feel that way...

[You know, it's like, the most greatest feeling you could ever feel,
you like just total elation. You know, sunny day... just got paid...
You know, it's just like you know just the most joyous feeling
you could ever comprehend. You know, chilling with your family.
You know just you know just really really feeling,
feeling the moment, with the folks. You know really really really just chilling.
It's love...]

- blackalicious

okay...okay...as for girlies,

trucker hats, track jackets and glasses...those are my favourite things. almost like a fetish.

[mad crazy drooling - almost like in a seizure/vegetative state]

i just think its funny thats all. you know, how friends think they know which, who and what kinda girl would be just puuurrrrrrrfect for you.

case and point, ahem (james)...a fit little malaysian girl (from your gym that you know), and i just have to meet??...remember that, recently?

aside from me, its just funny how two of my friends like the same girl.
i just think that's funny..i cant explain it, it just is.

and what's funny, is that a certain "lobsterish" matchmaker and his better half feel it'd be most benefical to see who hits it off better with this female object of desire.
it's like a big competition with no survivors to be left in the end.

it's that "may the best man win" kinda competition.

well good luck boys. i just cant help imagining how both guys are getting put on dates with this girl, in different scenarios, to see who scores best among the judges.
i can almost here on the loud arena speakers, "okay crowd, today's event is the 'log cutting', which will then be followed up by the bear match. finally the competition will end off with the 'rustic man relay' in which all competitors will truly show their strength, endurance and mental toughness. contestants will be judged out of a 1 to 10 grading system based on technical ability, aesthetic, creativity and difficulty of event. on your marks..."

you know, sorta like a strong man contest...cept you win a girl..screw the cash.

but yea, gluck boys. i like to make analogies between things, dont mind me.

love, jay.


"love, jay"???

hahahaha



p.s. holla.

this is a personal message.

well it's september.

i dread u.

this summer, was most definitely the greatest summer of all time (up till now that is..there could be better ones in the future, u never know).

anyhow, i could go on and on about what i did...where i went, but the fact remains that if you weren't part of my summer, then you missed out. and if you weren't a part of my summer, then you wouldn't and shouldn't give a shit.

so with that said, that was the dopest summer i've ever had. thanks to all were a part of it.

and if you weren't, well..no bad feelings, i hope you had a good one just the same.

happy fall...happy skool...happy life.

by the way, im done with aa too. no more updates...ever.

visitations, maybe. updates - no.

gnite.