THE AUN SGA ELECTIONS ARE HERE ... AGAIN.

The most politically oriented, drama-filled, nerve racking, traitor revealing (ok not just traitorship … there’s some real chess skills shown once in a while), genius producing moment of the AUN social calendar is here.

The AUN SGA elections, when you start seeing posters defacing the walls and windows of my beloved (if I hear) university.

The AUN SGA elections, when you will start hearing words like “Reclamation” and see phrases like “If blood must flow, let it be mine” (shout out to my boy AK … how poetically political is that).

The AUN SGA elections, when people who have barely said a word to you all your lives WILL come up to you acting like you have been friends for all ages, asking you for your votes.

The AUN SGA elections, when your boyfriends/girlfriends would ask you to pick between the relationship and TY/Soji … Mansur/Peter … Babalola/Effiong … same story different names.

The AUN SGA elections, when we’ll need all our ‘MALO’ friends. O! Yes, just this once, we’ll really need you. We think you are really smart and need your strategic advantage.

The AUN SGA elections, when the question always comes up; “Are you REALLY going to do all these things?” (Yea baby, I will be faithful to you even when you go on exchange.)

The AUN SGA elections, when you begin to wonder whether the voters even understand what their candidates are saying before the start cheering and whooping out loud.

The AUN SGA elections; when … … … is it just a popularity contest? How will these new guys achieve what the old ones couldn’t? Is this how 9ja’s gonna be when we are in power? (Yes to th@ last question if God doesn’t format our brains in 2012).

You should get the point by now. The decisions we are gonna make are going to shape how your next academic year is going to be on every aspect except academically (actually even academically if we’re gonna be boycotting any more classes). These people are going to try their best to fight for what YOU NEED (need not want). I would want to vote in people who would know how to fight right and achieve results (it’s not all shouting … but getting results). I try my best to steer clear of religious and political debating, but as a soon to be ex-member of the SGA I must say … you better choose wisely y’all. That Betsy bitch is only going to use your next president to execute her plans (she has tasted power, do you really think she’s going to step down without a lil’ Obasanjo stratagem?)

Alright … my instructor’s asking me to come up and explain smth … I will get back to the issues ASAP.

Cheers,

JayAugg.

The Dreamer

They call me the dreamer, styles from beyond

Like fifteen million miles from the sun

I'm out of this world n impossible to reach

Would love to help but it's impossible to teach

My swag ... might call it fly

Let y'all look ... I sky walk by (get it?)

Can call it why (my) flow goes over y'all heads

N if my flow is a river y'all can bank on it right?

True... cuz I got the right plan

Keeping it live, with or without a hype man

Plus I'm well read like a sun-burnt white man

(Small pause) like Obama I can...

They call me the dreamer, but I do it in the day (though')

Can’t sleep not till this music starts to pay (yo!)

The title of Olajuwon Hakeem fits me

Close ur eyes, feel the song and dream with me.

(The dreamer).

This was one of my old rap verses I just thought to put up online.

Lone Wolf Syndrome

The eyes see in, but only the mind gives insight ... JayAugg ™

It’s the discrepancies between MY description of myself and nearly everyone else’s that makes me wonder.

I would go with: quiet, self-contained, lazy, moody and sometimes judgmental.

Many people would go with quite the opposite: noisy, loud, playful, fun … you know, things that actually make me look like a social creature (I have my days, but they make it look like I am joke book).

In reality, I think I am quite incapable of maintaining relationships (I get the “Where’ve you been” a lil too often). I think I really am a victim of the Lone Wolf Syndrome.

I seem to be really jovial and funny, always coming up with silly stuff? Thank God that those are the thoughts I voice out. The rest of the time, my mind is in all the dark places normal people do not want to visit. No! I am not implying that I am abnormal, just that it would not be fun to be in my head. I have to keep myself happy with that smile and that joke or risk falling into the abyss that lays ahead (no pun intended). Honestly, I grow weary these days. I would much rather sit alone in my room and watch something off my laptop.

I actually have tried, keeping up appearances (OMG I am good @ this stuff). In actuality, I think I grow weary of folk easily. I mean there’s peeps that can’t shut up about themselves, and those who don’t think highly enough of themselves (those one’s I actually kinda try to avoid. They bring out the ME in me). Anyways, I found a way to stay in the mix; I move through peeps every semester. While the people I can proudly call friends are constant, they are few (shout out 4:18, Yemi and the gang). And I really don’t even know how many of them know anything about me. The truth is … I don’t talk about myself much. Not my past, not my future … probably just the really obvious present (chicks and … chicks).

I even only just thought about this because, I was doing one of my lone walks (which is what I do when I’m confused or pissed or REALLY sad), and I saw a bunch of people that I hang with. I thought about how funny it was that the more people I surround myself with, the more I realize how truly alone I am (and I am not referring to the ‘I don’t have a GF’ loneliness: … it’s the ‘no one may ever get me’ loneliness). I do better in this loneliness, or @least I have gotten used to it. Lone Wolf Style …

This is a stream of consciousness by the way …

The Blow .. .. ... And I Ain't talking COKE!!!

It came when we weren't looking

When no one thought to stay on guard

It dealt us it's deadly blow

And DAMN we hit the floor hard

This doing of Aphrodite (Venus) and her son

Greek or Roman? Eros or Cupid?

No time to argue over which name is the correct one

No! That'll be plain stupid

What we must do is focus on these feelings

and decide what to do with them

must we pretend that they do not exist

or make plans to go through with them

For those arrows have left me a hole

and a poison just in case

but I feel you are the antidote

and mine will your heart replace.

I wrote this poem in French class ... So I guess the whole French / Romantic thing may Have some weight to it. I seem to do my most romantic thinking there.

French Class

The only course I actually look forward to classes in ... Le Francais. Mrs. Arlette Bollou (the instructor) is actually cool. I love her accent. Plus plus ... today in class she said the United Condom instead of the United Kingdom. It was MOMENTOUS. Err1 was laughing their asses off and she dint get. She finally booted about 15mins later and errupted herself.

So onto the language ... I'm gonna buy me some Rosetta Stone and install the French language option.

Btw, hasn't n e 1 noticed that que-est ce que c'est is just a waste of time? Literally it means 'what is this that this is' ... abeg who came up with that as a way of asking 'what is it'.

Still havent learned what the f-word is in french.

Quelle langue parle-tu?

More on French later.

Random Thoughts

It's funny how I havent been on in about a year ... This was meant to be my vent ground.

I've had many many many things I've wanted to post here.

Now that I AM here however let's start with an update.

Over the last 2months, I have ...

1. Met and liked the younger sister of a girl I liked a lot 2years ago. She has the same features (actually bigger). Striking resemblance stuff. I sha convinced myself that it wasnt going to end well. On to the next one

2. Met another chick and had her CHANGE UP on my ass (no1 saw her coming). She still alive. I'm not sure I still have any feelings for her (apart from that jealous pang when I see her with other dudes). We gon be aight tho' ... I have this heart-wrenching speech I'm just dying to give her.

3. Met the one ... that has it going on good ... And she likes me ... And I like her ... And we've had the conversation ... BUT!!! the ever present BUT! She doesn't think she's ready. Hey! I ain't pushing. I'm gonna go with the flow on this one.

So that's on the girl-oriented side. On to the next.

Gossip girl resumes tomorrow ... today in yankee. My tomorrow (6hour lag stuff). 90210 comes the day after. Download boys are getting warmed up. SO I gotta get ma VOLTRON up (blame it on weezy).

Would love to stay here and continue but I'm in french class ryt now. Holla Back ASAP!