What Goes Around Come Around

The other day Julio Sanchez was shot three times by a female aquiantance of his. Julia is a truly a player, he played me when we were married, he played me for years after the marriage and now he's been played. I was waitng in the emergency room with Shelia, his fiance. My eyes drenched in tears because of the history that we shared together. We've known each other since the 9th grade. Started going together in the 10th grade at Patterson High School. He was on the Basketball team and I was his cheerleader. We did almost everything together but have vaginal sex. It's funny but he respected me more when I was a virgin. After I lost my virginity to him, he wanted me to explore so many sexual ventures. I felt low most of the time but he was my husband and at the time I clinged to him to get away from home.....Now look at him, lying in bed with 3 gunshot wounds froma woman he mistreated....Many of nights when he didn't come home I dreamt of doing the same thing but I thought differently. Now I feel pity for him. I pray that he lives for his children sake. Rodrigo loves his father regardless of his reckless behavior............Boney

Woo Be Me

The other day my stepmother told me that I thought that I was better then her and my sisters because I was married to a wonderful man, with a son that's into jazz music, with a good attitute towards life. I have friends who cares about me and not misjudge me or act as if I am better then they are......I am as plain as they come....no better/no worse just plain ol' Bonita.

I try to treat people fairly because they assume things about me that are not true....which goes to show just how fucked up some people can think because they don't really know me at all....

A few weeks ago a co- worker was going to get breakfast so I asked her could I join her. She had this crazy expression on her face that puzzled me all damn day so I asked her what was up with that look that she gave me and she told me that she thought that I didn't hang with plain people (wtf) because she see me hanging with Thalia & Luna.......That fucked my mind up because I don't know if other people felt the same way that she did......I pray to God that they don't because looks don't mind shit to me, it's the individual spirit that grabs my attention, not the looks.............oh well..............Boney

What A Day, What A Day!!

Well Today was weird as hell, I left the dundalk area over a month ago and so I went back to visit Kiesha and Diago. It was all good until i felt a fucking roach crawling up my capri's. I was too embarrassed to jump so I knocked it off of me on a sly. My thing is people who have roaches should not act surprised when they crawl up visitors legs because the freakin roach was there all damn day.........you feel me........Boney

Haiku U

Recently Malik and I was sending haiku's to each other via email so I'm going to share the completed set............it's kind of cute............Boney


Your smile lights up rooms
Or turn heads of many people
Boney mi pretty...............M

You are a proud man
with overwhelming pleasure
I reciprocate.....................B

Not one day goes by
Where you were not on my mind
I lived only for you..........M

When I needed love
Your strong arms surrounded me
Never letting go...............B

I asked for true love
And the Lord sent you to me
I am not worthy..............M

When my spirit's low
Our bond keeps me together
Love keeps me lifted.......B

Malik & Bonita Jacobs 062505

Another Thought

When I am working there is this security guard on the Wolf Street entrance of Johns Hopkins. Everyday I walk pass him coming from a breakfast spot on Monument street. well home boy snaps photos of me with his camera phone then emails them to me as if it's funny. At first I thought that it was cute but now I don't see the humor in this. Mik says that it's not different then starking someone. I don't eant to get the man fired but this shit aint funny anymore....Boney

Other Peoples Woo's

Today I felt lost with mixed emotions. I had all these friends talking to me asking me for suggestions like a brother and his wife who were recently seperated. But I always wondered who is there for me when I need to spiil my guts. An ex Sister- friend once told me that I keep the real me hidden, then prance around as if it not eating me to the core. Sister friend you are dead wrong because my woos are on the surface and if you look deep into my eyes you would see how hard I am crying to be heard. Sometimes I feel like Logan (Woverine of the X-Men) He obsorbs everyone else illness, wounds and woos. It's not a good thing but I do that a lot and it wears my ass out big time. But people continue to confide in me and I never igged anyone. A friend told me years ago that when people open up to you never turn them away because you might be that one person that motivates them to live. Ya Ya never turns people away and when I needed her she was there for me. So I have to do the same for others. Sort of like paying it forward..............Boney