#good thing ur Jo is quick on the feet

[trynatalktou]

Okay so I convinced (obliged) my friend to watch Vincenzo with me - and one thing you must know about her is that she is really not a beginner on this whole kdrama thing, and even less so when it comes to the whole kpop kpop thing (seriously, it seems like she knows the name of every member of every 2nd generation group- it's wild.)

Anyways, (some of, because it already fled my memory) her initial reactions:

First ten minutes are filled of lecturing because I told her that I didn't find Sjk to be that big of a deal before I watched Vincenzo - she took that as personal offense.

Impressed with sjk's italian.

We got into a fight as to how quickly the fire would actually spread. We both agreed that the cgi was not it tho (which is specially weird to me considering that our boy Inzaghi is cgi.)

I squealed "oh my that's Luca boy right there!" in every glimpse of a scene we got of him so she now thinks he is important to the narrative.

If only

"Oooooh wait! Whaf if he is a twist villain?."

No not like that ma'am.

She thought that Paolo and Vincenzo would be good brothers for some reason (????).

Also, she finds it "cute" that Vincenzo is the consigliere despite not being of the same family in blood.

She also thinks, as most of us did, that the whole Italian mafia intrigue will be significantly more important than what it ends up being.

I talked SO FREAKING MUCH about HYC that she could not possibly dislike her in the start. Yet despite it, she still has the nerve to say she found her "heartless and annoying" on those first scenes.

We got into another fight because of that.

Ok Taec-yeon is her bias on 2PM, hence, a whole lot of giggles when he appeared on the screen. Promptly followed by a mistake of mine to say that he was also my bias on 2PM.

"Do you know anyone else on 2pm?"

"The other dream high guy, the 'secretary Kim' guy..."

"Names, I want names."

"Jay Park."

Back to it:

She is a big fan of CLOY so Chul-Wook is an immediate favorite tenant.

Backed by the fact that I LOVE Yeon-jin so we were just enjoying the couple together.

Needless to say that she was very suspicious about the fact that I knew all the tenants' names. I told her that they would be important throughout the series.

Hong Yu-chan is her outmost favourite carachter tho.

Oh oh.

That scene of HYC and HCY fighting about her disinheret is an absolute UNDERRATED GEM.

She is very concerned about the fact that the tenants don't believe in Vincenzo(even though they shouldn't lmao).

And also started freaking out at the end when Vincenzo walks into the scene with the thugs. She was PUMPED

"Questo edificio est mio"

Darn, if that didn't sell her completely.

Going into episode two: The checking-outTM, she likes likes it.

Overall thoughts: she has not been this intrigued by a series in a quite a while.

BUT

She is kinda disappointed by Taec-yeon's role.

"I don't know, I'm kinda underwhelmed; by the promos and well, you know, him being Taec-yeon - I thought he would be more than just a goofy second lead."

Hmmmmmmmm...

#who said he is the second lead????? #good thing ur Jo is quick on the feet #and waggled some eyebrows while saying it #that threw her off for long enough #vincenzo

[ecotone99]

[UR] The Park on Bruckner Boulevard

José Velasquez sat by the fan in the living room as his two younger brothers watched “Paw Patrol” on the TV. The combination of July heat, overly energetic siblings, and noisy street fireworks was sending José over the edge. While he desperately needed an escape, there weren’t many places for a Dominican kid from the South Bronx to seek refuge when he needed it.

Unable to withstand the discomfort any longer, José took his phone from the charger and stormed into his mother’s room.

“Mami, Imma go to the Bodega real quick I’ll be right back” He said hastingly.

“Como? It’s 9:46! What you need from the Bodega? We have food in the fridge.” His mother retorted with an annoyed look on her face.

“Pero mami, I just want a sandwich and a Snapple. I’ll even get you platanitos.” He smiled because he knew his mother couldn’t resist her favorite snack.

“Bueno, pero come right back. And you better not return smelling like marijuana either.”

José grabbed a backpack and quickly left his apartment before his brothers could ask him to buy them candy from the store.

The classic mixture of fresh air, gasoline, and hot garbage from earlier in the day assaulted his nose as soon as he stepped foot on the pavement. The water from an open fire hydrant oozed behind him as he strolled down the sidewalk.

The heat forced, what felt like, the entire neighborhood outside that night. Adults sat on chairs and laughed while smoking hookah. Children rode on tricycles up and down the block. Ozuna blasted from someone’s car speaker.

José started to speed up when he saw a group of men lurking on the corner near the bodega. He learned at a young age to keep his head down and mind his business if he wanted to avoid trouble.

José walked into the store and headed straight for the chips. He grabbed the platanitosfor his mother and left the money on the counter. He didn’t want anything for himself. The truth was that he was hungry for something, but it wasn’t food.

Before José could realize it, he was running. He was running so fast, his legs began to hurt. He had even stopped paying attention to the traffic signals. He knew people were looking at him like he was crazy but he didn’t care. He was only worried about getting to their place.

He made a turn on Bruckner Boulevard, almost colliding with a young couple as he passed. His body understood where to halt before his mind did. It was muscle memory at this point. He took a moment to collect his breath before walking into the park.

He jogged past the playground, keeping a wary eye of anything suspicious lurking in the dark. He made a right turn and parked at a bench. He liked this spot because it was out of the way, but not too deep into the park for him to end up on News 12 The Bronx the next day.

He looked down at his phone. “It’s 10:28. She should be here by now.” He said.

Just before he would start to worry that she had left, a familiar voice pierced through the humid air.

“How I knew you was gonna be late?”

José turned around and felt his anxiety melt away. It was Tatiana. She stood several feet away from him. Even in the dark, he could still make out her slender frame and curly brown hair as she approached the bench.

“Yeah aight” He said. “You should just be glad I even showed up”

They stared at each other in silence for about five seconds before bursting out into laughter.

“You really a trip JoJo” Tatiana said as she struggled to recollect herself.

Tatiana had been calling José “JoJo” since they were in elementary school. It started off as a way to get under José’s skin, but it would eventually become the only thing Tatiana would address him by for years.

“Whatever Tati. What you wanted me out here for anyways?”, José asked.

“Cause I haven’t seen my bestie in a minute, that’s why” Tatiana replied. “And I know you wasn’t tryna be up in that hot ass apartment all night neither” , She chuckled.

“Now, you not wrong about that one.”

Although José liked being sarcastic towards Tatiana, he was extremely happy to be spending time with her. Summer was the only time they would frequently see each other since they went to different high schools. Things were different this summer, however, because Tatiana started working extra shifts to save money for the community college she would be starting in the fall.

She smart as hell, José thought.

The two sat together in comfortable silence. Tatiana rested her head on José’s shoulder, causing him to flinch in surprise before relaxing again.

“You wanna know something ”, Tatiana asked

José looked over, “What’s up”

“You remember when I told you I got into Syracuse but I couldn’t go cause it’s mad expensive?”

“Yeah”

“Well I had started applying to scholarships on the low after that, and I found out yesterday that I won one. Whole thing paid. I’m going to college, baby!” Tatiana was on her feet at this point, grinning wider than the Cheshire Cat. Her almond-colored eyes glistened underneath the orange glow of the lamp post.

José sat dumbfoundedly.

She was really going to college, he thought

The idea of college wasn’t completely foreign to José. He was looking into enrolling into some community colleges himself. But a 4 year college? With dorms and everything? That was like winning the lottery where he was from.

Tatiana’s grin slowly began to fade. “What? You not happy for me?”

“Nah I am”, José lied.

He wasn’t happy for Tatiana at all. He was hurt. Syracuse was over 200 miles away. Neither of them had a car. He wouldn’t have cared if she had chosen any other school in New York City, as long as she would be there for him. He needed her to be there for him.

“JoJo, I’ve known you for long enough to know when something ain’t right.” Tatiana was frustrated at this point. José was the first person she told besides her family and she expected a positive response.

“I’m happy for you for sure, but you really gonna leave everybody behind like that?”

Tatiana felt like she had been slapped across the face. “What you mean ‘leave everybody behind? ‘ I ain’t never had an opportunity like this in my life . And you gone sit there and make me feel bad about it’’, Tatiana sucked her teeth.

“I ain’t tryna make you feel bad Tati, but what about your moms? Your sisters?”

“My life has never been about me Jo. I was the one who had to look after Marissa and Samantha while mami was working. I was the one who took care of abuelito when he got sick” Tatiana shouted. “Why am I wrong for choosing myself for once?”, Tatiana’s voice cracked as she spoke. It felt like she had swallowed lava as she struggled to hold back tears.

José sat for a moment before saying, “And what about me” his head was lowered, too ashamed to make eye contact with the best friend he knew he was hurting.

“You?”, Tatiana sneered. “It ain’t like we together or nothing.” She knew it sounded harsh once she said it, but José’s behavior warranted so much worse.

José could no longer repress his feelings. He stood up from the bench and headed straight towards Tatiana.

“ You see that’s what your problem is.” He spat. “You think you better than everybody because you book smart.” “ We both come from the hood and we will always be from the hood,Tati. Those snobby gringoswon’t care about you, I do!”

“And don’t come crying back to me onc-” José stopped and realized the position he was in. He was hovering a good 8 inches above Tatiana’s body. Fingers pointed and arms flailing. Tatiana looked confused and upset. Her face red from the anger.

José stepped back and slowly walked towards the bench. Nearly regurgitating from the guilt he felt.

Tatiana and José stayed apart for 10 minutes before Tatiana broke the silence. “Don’t you want more?” She said almost inaudibly. “Aren’t you tired of seeing the same fools we went to school with get locked up or killed or impregnated by some bum?”

“I have a real chance to make something of myself” she continued. “ The Bronx isn’t the whole world José. And I sure as hell won’t let this place take my life before I even get a chance to live it.”

Tatiana gave José one last look before jogging off towards the exit of the park.

José wanted to do so many things. He wanted to call after her. He wanted to apologize. He wanted to walk her home to make sure she got back safe.

His body, however, couldn’t comply with his wish. He was glued to the bench, lamenting over the events that had taken place. Where had that anger and selfishness come from? He loved Tatiana, why wouldn’t he be thrilled about her getting an opportunity of a lifetime?

Before he could begin to answer those questions, his phone buzzed in his pocket. Twenty-eight missed calls and 16 text messages from his mother. He would be surprised if she hadn’t filed a missing person report by that point.

José gathered his belongings and sprinted back to his apartment building before the night could get any worse for him.

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José opened the door to his studio apartment and threw his backpack on the floor. Another long day at work. He peeled off his greasy, sweat-stained clothes and headed for the shower.

He loathed his job as a line cook, but it paid the bills. It was also one of the few places that would hire him with his record.

The past 5 years had been a rollercoaster for José. Being at the wrong place at the wrong time took off 2 whole years of his life. Time wasted in the penitentiary when he could’ve been creating the future he wanted for himself.

I was lost and confused. He thought. He was just happy that he was able to get his own place and start making his own money, clean money.

He dried himself off and changed into a tank top and some shorts. He sat by his half-broken, fan, hoping its breeze would provide some comfort.

“Damn it’s hot” He said aloud.

Without cable, or even a TV for that matter, José took to his phone to relieve his stress.

No matter how hard he tried, he could never resist visiting Tatiana’s profile. They had recently gotten in touch only a month ago after she finally accepted his friend request on Facebook.

Soon after, José sent her a message, congratulating her on her admission to New York University’ s law school.

She was always smart as hell, José thought

He didn’t think she would reply, but to his dismay she did.

Messages quickly turned into hour long phone calls. She had mentioned that she was living downtown now, some overpriced apartment on the Upper West Side. She had worked hard all throughout college to provide for her needs and keep up with the wealthy white students at Syracuse.

Everything from her fashion sense to the way she carried herself changed dramatically over the years.

José felt embarrassed when he would speak to her. A part of him felt ashamed that he had turned into the very people she warned him about. If only he would’ve heeded her warning and gone to school like he planned to. What would his life be like today?

Time had taught him that fear and jealousy was what caused him to start that fight with Tatiana. He gave up on his own dreams at a young age, so he definitely didn’t want to see someone else living out theirs.

José's mind started to drift into its usual dark place when his phone began to ring.

Tatiana’s calling again? Was everything alright with her?

José promptly answered the phone. “Hello” He said.

“Hey José” , She said nervously, “I’m just going to get straight to the point.”

“My sister, you remember Marissa, well she’s having a baby shower tomorrow at 1 and I wanted to know if you could make it. My whole family’s been asking for you ever since...” Her voice trailed off.

José picked up the conversation to avoid any more awkwardness, “Yeah. Of course. I can’t believe she’s already going to be a mother.” He said, regretting it afterwards.

“ Yeah she’s on the younger side but she has a good head on her shoulder, plus she has us.” She paused briefly. “Listen, the party’s going to be at that park on Bruckner Boulevard, you know the one.”

“How could I forget”

“Cool. I’ll be seeing you there then.”

“Cool.”

The phone disconnected.

José woke up to the sound of his blaring alarm and immediately started to get ready. He brushed his teeth, showered, threw on the outfit he had picked out the night before and gave himself a good look in the mirror.

I can’t see her like this, He thought.

His hair was uncut, he had stubble on his chin. He had gained a considerable amount of weight since his teenage years too.

He decided he wasn’t going. Tatiana had her whole life together, there was no way he was going to show up as an ex-convict with clothing from GoodWill.

As the time passed, his burden grew. He had already ruined their friendship once, he didn’t want to squander it again.

He looked at the time, “12:50” There was no way he was going to make it, but he still had to give it a shot.

José ran. Ran past the new coffee shops and the fancy restaurant that replaced his favorite bodega.

As he ran, he thought about the time when the only worry on his mind was when he would get to hang out with Tatiana again.

He made a turn on Bruckner Boulevard. Taking a moment to recollect his breath, unable to decipher whether his sweat was caused by the nervousness or anxiety or both.

He walked through the park’s entrance, following the scent of Pernil and the pink balloons in the distance.

José moved closer and closer to the party, violently fighting the urge to run right back to his hot apartment.

Before he could approach the gift table to leave his card, he heard that sweet, nostalgic voice of a woman behind him.

There she was, same small frame, curly brown hair, and almond eyes.

She looked up at him with that big grin on her face and said, “After all this time, you still showing up late JoJo?”

And just like that, José felt all his anxiety melt away.

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[gwassysworld-blog]

whos Jason?

so here we go! I'm on my feet! literally... I couldn't take being in the wheel chair, I worked my ass of to strengthen my legs back up.. and I learned real quick what I would do to end up back where I was.. I was on my feet and ready to live this life. It was time to have some normalcy. 

I signed L up for preschool, T was in middle school and other than bullying and administrative issues, was doing really well. I ended up having to kick that family out.. unfortunately I gave them a place to live but they didn't hold up their end of the bargain.. they hid in their room their whole time and let the kids run savage thru the house.. never paid me any money.. and after a big snow storm and I had to shovel the driveway and then come in and wash all their dinner dishes while watching their 2 year old sit on a training potty in my family room infront of the tv.. while yes they were hiding in their room.. I told them it was time to go. figure it out man! and they did, the next day while I was at the store they grabbed the majority of their stuff and left... I came home to a bedroom literally stormed on with dirty diapers and garbage.. filthy pigs could of left it cleaner.. and surprisingly.. never heard from them again... middle finger to them.. but that's life.. it was time for us to get adjusted on our own anyways..

and we were good. a girl I went to school with got ahold of me and needed child care for her 2 boys. which was at the most perfect time! with my disability I was making enough simply to pay my bills.. the little extra money watching her kids gave us the little up to be able to actually leave the house .. I started making friends in the area, dated a little bit.. everything was just moving forward.. and where do things go when they start moving forward...

so I'm dating this guy and hes trying to impress me and buys me tickets to a concert for my birthday... well 2 days before my birthday he finds someone better to take and they are no longer my tickets... really? so I'm telling my mom about this and shes like well I haven't gotten your present yet, ill get u tickets and watch T, L was with her dad..., find a friend and go.. so me and my friend tiffany went... she got so freaking drunk and puked in the car the whole way home.. but we had so much fun.. end of the night she went home with some guy and I went home by myself.. the house was so quiet.. but it was peaceful.. and things for once finally felt right in my life.. so the next morning I'm laying in bed being lazy playing on Facebook, and that section comes across of people you may know.. so I'm scanning thru the pictures, when this gorgous bald, tan, tattooed guy in sunglasses crosses my screen.. and it says hes from my hometown? really.......? so I click... Jason O$%&^%* that name doesn't look familiar.. and he just made this profile today.. hmmmmm ... wtf do I have to lose.. so I send him a private message.. something classy.. along the lines of “Hey your hot! I don't know if I know you but I should!” ... yes seriously.. but like I said what did I have to lose..? few seconds later

“Gwassy, its JO” ..... jo? jo? jo? oh holy shit.. the jo that lived at the end of my street and dated my friend when we were in high school? that jo? “yes” well I never knew ur last name, ur just JO...  “so what are u doing today, u want to go for a ride?” this was him asking me.. maybe he felt like he had nothing to lose as well cause he went right for it.. either that or he just really wanted something to do.. either way I was laying there in my drunkin stentch from the night before and needed to get in the shower.. I told him to give me about an hour and he was there in like 45 minutes.. and then he walked in.. it was like quick small talk and before I knew it I was on the back of his bike and we went and got lunch, and then road off to the lake..

the whole way to the lake my stomach for cramping up so badly between new health issues starting up, and the hangover, and greasy bar food from lunch, it honestly took everything in me not to puke down the back of him.. but out of know where he put his hand back on my leg and all was calm.. until we got there, then I ran to the bathroom and disappeared for about 20 minutes.. hi, ya, great first impression.. I figured when I came out he would have left, but there he was looking all cool smoking his cigarette, big smile on his face, laughing and asking if I was all right... ahh yah.. ok. so I kinda explained to him some of my health issues, told him about my kids, he told me about his kids and then he took me home.. because my kids would be home soon.. and having him over for pizza for dinner sounded like a good idea.. NOTE I normally do not just bring guys around my kids.. but at this time I didn't want to say goodbye yet.. mostly because I really felt something.. and normally when I would say bye I wouldn't see them again.. he stuck around, had pizza, played with the kids, watched some movies.. put the kids to bed.. and then we had the most amazing boning ever.. a few times.. even tho I told him he could stay cause we had a few drinks but told him no funny business.. the funny business happened.. he was up and out in the morning by 5am.. had to get to work. I woke up with a smile regardless..

at that point I honestly figured he was a fly by night.. but then by lunch time he texted me.. wants to see me again? bring over dinner tonight to cook? oh u wanna cook? ya.. so jo became an every day thing. I found out he had just broken up with some girl, and she had 30 days to get out of his house.. so he stayed at my house while that happened.. then the time came that she moved out and he was able to go home.. at that point I definetly figured it was over.. he didn't need this anymore...

but what if he actually wanted this? we kept seeing each other, going back and forth between the 2 houses.. I remember him introducing me to his sons girlfriend as me being his girlfriend.. within a few weeks I packed up my house and the kids, and we moved to another new city.. all in about 2 months time from meeting him.. everyone thought we were crazy! the only back up was that his rental was put into my name incase anything happened I would get to stay at his house.. but other than that I ran on fate. I loved this guy, and waking up next to him every day seemed like a really amazing idea! time to start a new chapter.. happy times!