Ahoy hoy.
My name's Jamie. Nice to meet you too. To paraphrase Tom, would you like a cookie?
I'm Despair Faction. : D
If you know what that is, you'll know why I'm happy about it.
I'm sixteen, or thereabouts. I'm starting things over, and letting the past go. I play bass, love my music, love my friends and love the massive, hench plates of baked beans on toast with cheese that I make myself when I get back late Friday nights.
I haven't been a good person, in fact, I've been quite a naughty boy. Karma's slapped my wrist for it, and I've learned my lessons. Not that it makes anything better, but I can look back now and see why things went the way they did.
Apparently I'm a nice person, someone who likes to help. It also means I'm nosey where your life is concerned. If I'm pissing you off by fumbling noisily with your private life when you're back is turned, then let me know.
I like to help people out, play bass, read books, have my customary late night gaming sessions with Tom, hang with the Annies crew, get the piss ripped out of me by my friends, eat really nice food, get dressed up, have straight hair (^^), listen to the Rasmus when I feel a little shitty, and walks in St Anns.
I love Olivia, just to clear that one up too. A lot.
I'd love to fumble on a little more about what makes my motor tick, but I'm sure that you've got better things to do then read all of this. Well, I'd hope that you do, the world's a good place when you appreciate it.
I do dislike the occasional thing. Generally the little niggles with life, the small things like my pedal's battery going flat before a practise session, my Zen running out of battery just after I get on the train to Brighton, AFI not playing in England for fucking ages, the little things that just nibble at you a little.
I will freely admit that I used to be a tad... attention seeking. That's passed though, at least I think. Mind you, everyone who's got a Myspace must be an attention whore at least a little bit, the odd need for "friends" and profile views from people who you either don't know or could be spending time with in the real world seems a little, wanting for me..
But I'm ranting, as I'm prone to do.
I love to connect with people, to feel the little sparks of social electricity flow between you. I love understanding people, to know what they're thinking before they say it. Apparently I have an uncanny memory for events and things people said and when. I can only put this down to me wanting to enjoy things as much as I can nowadays. Moving on has meant that some things are a lot further from me, and I see them a lot less but it only makes me appreciate them more.
Just for the record, I'm obsessed with AFI. Well, not obsessed to the point of destruction, but I'd love to meet someone who when I shout "Through Our Bleeding" they reply "We Are One". Not sure why, it's just something I'd like I suppose :)
Also, for the record, my friends list is a little.. biased towards people who make me feel better when I'm shitty, but then again, that's what friends are for right?
And before I finish, I'd like to leave you a quote from a certain David Havok..
"As you get older you will gain a bit more control over everything. Don't let anyone, even your parents, break you. Find good people who care about you and surround yourself with just them. If you can't find them at first, find good music and fall into it, let it hold you until they come."
