that's right. i would wip out a diamond necklace; put it around your sweet skinny neck...touch you in places that no doctor has ever discovered before. and then i would slowly caress your breasts, work my way down to your sweet lovin' thighs and then...

let's backtrack...

yesterday was my first day at work.
i dress up in all black.
that includes black slacks, black socks, black ankle boots, black shirt and of course, but not necessarily, black underwear. all this black i wear makes me feel like i came out of the fucking matrix.
i hate wearing all black from top to bottom..but hey, what can you do?
beats last year's old navy's red tshirt. it's ok though...imma just have to mix up my gear once in awhile which will most likely have me wearing my socks on my ears, my black shirt backwards and my boots on my hands - all in the name of variety of course.

so i get to work, thinking imma start selling like my life depended on it. i was ready. but they werent ready for my readiness. instead, i, of course, had to understand the in's and outs of the company. and how does one know about the ins and outs of a company, you ask?
answer: by beating it over your head with a 3inch binder of the company's polices that takes an hour to (speed) read followed by another 2 inch binder outlining, but not limited to, roughly 20 different ways to fold clothing (which took about another hr). by the end of all that reading, i was ready to lead a bible retail-study class. all in all, work isnt too bad to answer you, abs. it's actually great; laid back and fun. considering im comissioned-based, i dont think itll be hard to make sales on high-end gear in such a rich-bastardful mall such as sweet sherway.

today is day 2, and i cant wait....but then again, it can wait as i have homework, reading, studying and group conferencing coming out of every orifice of my body.


[johnny cash would've been proud of all this black.]
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thursday i cant even remember what the hell i did.

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wednesday, i went downtown...and did the usual things that i do when i go downtown:
grab some gear, eat shitty & greasy/salty food and inhale toronto smog.

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oh..SNAP!
homies, i just remembered what i did on thursday...other than skool and spending the usual hours at the library, i bought a magnificent and marvellous musical montage entitled 'WHITE PEOPLE' by none other than producers dan "the automator" nakamura and prince paul b.k.a. ("better known as", for you un-hipsters) chest rockwell and nathaniel merriweather a.k.a. THE HANDSOME BOY MODELING SCHOOL

i give the album 2 thumbs up...and 2 big toes up in addition.
it's that damn good! i mean sure, the first release 'so how's your girl?' was amazing..but this one, if it's possible is just as good, if not, better. this collection includes appearences from de la soul, del, qbert, linkin park, john oats (of hall & oates fame), jamie cullum and jack johnson to name a few! to describe the album, id say it's a superstylish and handsome curriculum that everyone should enjoy at least once in their lifetime as a human.
peep it. or better yet, peep dem (yo)!



[white people]


[so how's your girl?]


"modeling just sucks (they made me take off my clothes)
i am a male model, not a male prostitute."
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tuesday, i went to my old highschool and watched a senior girls basketball practice. no, i wasnt underneath the bleachers watching, sweating and playing with myself in addition to panting. it wasnt like that. jay doesnt do pedophilia. actually, i had to observe a practice for this training and methodology assignment that i had. i must say...the goetz gators senior girls are flawless in basketball. geez...any of them will school my ass. back to the point, all my kin teachers from higschool recognized me. i think thats dope. i mean those motherfuckers were my backbone and roots in the wonderful world of kinesiology and physical education. who knows? maybe i might even work with them in a couple years. who fucking knows? i just thought it was dope going back. and why the hell is everyone so hard and thugged out in goetz? geez....
we live in the suburbs!
stop watching b.e.t...it'll fuck with you.

go gators!
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now we move forward in this update...im one busy motherfucker from here till finals end. so to all, if i go into hiding and you dont see me, no, im not in a philippine jungle living among muslim radicals...im actually doing what i do best - being jay and working my damn ass off; supercharging my heart with caffine along with studying and all that good stuff. so yea..if i dont see y'all for a while, understand im working, doing work, working out and overworked. see ya soon kids...and fuck..drop by the store. holla at'cha boy, ma.

hahhhaaha

later.

p.s. i fucking killed midterms!!!
BOOYA!

and dont ever forget...
true beauty is in the eye of the tiger

oh my gawd, im so gorgeous.