NOVAK, jayson adam

NOVAK, jayson adam Oct 17, 2012 23:23:01 GMT -5

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Post by shauna1 on Oct 17, 2012 23:23:01 GMT -5

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jayson adam novak.

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NOW THAT WE KNOW YOUR NAME, IS THERE ANYTHING YOU WOULD PREFER TO BE CALLED?
"jay, please. i don't mind jason but my dad always called me jayson, and i just don't like the memories of that. so if you could call me jay, that'd be wonderful."

I HAVE TO ASK: MALE, FEMALE, OR SOMETHING IN BETWEEN?
"[laughs] i am in fact a boy, my gender identity matches what's all up in my pants. i wasn't about to give you a cissexist 'bro i got a dick so i'm a guy' answer, i have a lot of good friends whom are transgendered, no need to offend anyone."

GOOD, I WAS STARTING TO WORRY. NOW, HOW OLD ARE YOU EXACTLY?
"i'm eighteen, born june second nineteen ninety four. did you ask for my astrological sign? [laughs] that's such a scam i mean how can an arranging of stars that are some one matched up with our birthdays define our personality? idiots."

WELL, YOU LOOK YOUNG FOR YOUR AGE. HOW DO YOU STAY IN SHAPE?
"definitely my metabolism, because i eat just about everything and anything. i don't go outside much, like almost at all. i stay inside blogging, reading comic books, etc. the only time i leave my house is to ride my skateboard to school, the comic book store, or my work which is the comic book store."

DON'T MEAN TO BE A PEST BUT, HOW TALL ARE YOU EXACTLY?
"i'm six foot two, which is odd since my parents and my sister are all under five foot ten. my sister used to joke telling me i was adopted, and some times... i wish she weren't kidding."

I WOULD NEVER HAVE CONSIDERED THAT GEORGE CLOONEY MIGHT BE GAY. WHAT ABOUT YOU?
"i love how you asked this question, but yes I am in fact gay. i've been out since i was thirteen, and everyone around me seems to be alright with it. i mean unless you're apart of my blood line, my dad- i won't even touch that one. but my mom is all super christian and shit. and swears it's the devil's work, and that with some prayer i'll snap out of it. my whole family feels the same way, but my sister is very accepting of me. so that's always good."

OH REALLY? WELL, WHATEVER FLOATS YOUR BOAT. EVER BEEN SAILING?
"no, i've been fishing when i was younger but that's about it. and when i say younger i mean when i was like four or five. i like to stay inside on my laptop, reading comics, playing dungeons and dragons and other rpg games, etc. i'm a nerd, i know. i wear it proudly."

I'LL HAVE TO REMEMBER THAT. SO, ARE YOU GOOD AT ANYTHING?
"i'm good at school related things like physics; math; etc. ever wonder why the kids from this neighborhood you thought were gonna flunk out of school suddenly got Bs and Cs? i tutor them, and some times i write their papers or take their exams for them. but you didn't hear that last part. besides that though, i'm good at breaking into shit that isn't mine."

YOU MUST THINK I'M CRAZY. OH WELL, SAY, WHAT KIND OF QUALITIES DO YOU LIKE IN A SPOUSE?
"i guess some one who wouldn't try to change me, judge me etc. i don't really judge guys on their appearance, i mean if you have a lazy eye; snagged tooth; and four hundred pounds i'm not gonna date you but i mean i don't prefer blondes over brunettes or a over b. it's all about the person, most of the time."

FINE, BE LIKE THAT. I DON'T LIKE YOU ANYWAYS.
"aw come on i thought we were having a great time. forget about that, let's just go on with some other questions?"

OK, WE'RE GONNA PLAY A GAME. I'M GOING TO ASK SOME SIMPLE QUESTIONS, AND YOUR GOING TO SAY THE FIRST THING THAT COMES TO MIND, OK?
"sounds awesome, let's go."

FAVORITE FOOD?
"french toast, with sugar not syrup."

FAVORITE MOVIE?
"star wars, the original three. but preferably new hope, but i do love empire strikes back and return of the jedi."

FAVORITE BAND/ARTIST?
"i've been listening to the strokes and the cranberries a lot lately."

FAVORITE DRINK?
"soda? sprite or dr pepper. juice? apple."

FAVORITE SUBJECT?
"science, mainly physics."

FAVORITE SPICE GIRL?
"posh and sporty spice were always my favorites. no shame."

FAVORITE TV SHOW?
"the big bang theory because it's pretty much my life. bazinga."

FAVORITE FAMOUS DEAD PERSON?
"jim morrison, kurt cobain, sid vicious, i have too many sorry."

FAVORITE TIME OF DAY?
"i love the night time."

FAVORITE COLOR?
"black or dark red."

WELL, WASN'T THAT FUN? ON TO THE SERIOUS SHIT. TELL ME A BIT ABOUT YOURSELF.
"well besides me being super nerdy, i have a severe anxiety disorder. meaning just about anything can fuck with my head and throw me into a panic attack, which is why i smoke a lot of weed and take xanax. but i'm not pill head, i'm prescribed the pills and i take them when needed. i'm a bit of a kleptomaniac as well, but don't tell anyone about that."

MHMM, AND WHAT ABOUT YOUR FAMILY?
"i hate my dad, i didn't always hate him. but that's because i was too young to realize he was an abusive, manipulative drunk. when i came out he spit in my face and called me a disgrace, we literally didn't talk after that and he died a month later. i didn't cry, i was happy that day. my mom and i, i mean she's annoying as fuck with her christian beliefs and trying to shove them down my throat but i'd take a bullet for her. even though she thinks me being gay is the devil's work, and that me being interested in science fiction and science itself is a gift from jesus. she's still my mom, and i love her. the other part of my family is my sister. she's two years older then me, but we're so close. however, a year and a half ago she started using heroin. most of the family turned their backs on her but i just couldn't. even now, if she needs me i'm always there. whether it's a meal, my xanax, or money i will always help my sister. "

NOW, JUST WONDERING. WHAT RELIGION ARE YOU EXACTLY?
"i believe in agnostic atheism. i don't believe in god, but i have to have some sort of faith i guess."

OMGWTFBBQ?!? WELL, LOOK AT THAT. I'VE NEVER SEEN A GENIE ACTUALLY COME OUT OF THE BOTTLE. WHAT ARE YOUR THREE WISHES?
"acceptance by my mother, good health and hope for my sister, and one day with george lucas."

SO, YOU, UH, WITH ANYBODY AT THE PRESENT MOMENT?
"just your dad, brother and my hand. [laughs] no i'm single."

INTERESTING. THIS INTERVIEW IS COMING TO AN END. ANYTHING YOU WANT TO TELL US?
"uh that was my crazy story of a life, don't repeat anything you heard if you know what's good for you. just kidding, but i hope you can get more of an understanding about me with what you learned today."
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after about an hour, giving time for breakfast and to get dressed, christina packed up the stroller and was off on her adventure. christina was young when she had little james, sixteen to be exact. she was with a guy for about a year or so when she found out she was pregnant, he was older and a douche to put it lightly. and he was the reason behind her leaving new york those three years ago. she had just found out she was pregnant a few days prior to him talking to his friends about how if he found out he was going to be a father he would just leave. and after hours of continuous sobbing, she told her parents that she was pregnant and wanted to move with her aunt in hazlet, new jersey. she had a good life there, but she knew it wasn't the right one. so after finishing cosmetology school, she moved back to new york in a little apartment just big enough for her and her son. not to mention, the biggest reason for her move was the fact that james was getting older and after a year in daycare he started asking about 'daddy'. she knew she had to get in contact with anthony, some how, as much as she didn't. but then again she knew she did, because even in hazlet she wasn't with any other guy. some thing inside of her wouldn't let her.

anyway, when they got to the park christina sat on a bench with her cell phone and a cigarette. a smile glued on her face as she watched her son run out and play with the other children. his laughter and his smile was the reason why she got out of bed in the morning.

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