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jasonunoriginal

About Me


Well another day has come and gone, we could complain about the weather, or school, or work, or what ever, but it's another day, and as far as I am concerned, it is much better then the alternative...
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Art is part of me everyday.
I might be slightly obsessed with cars... oh well.
I talk too much. Deal with it.
I've played the drums since I could walk.
I also play guitar and piano.
日本語がはなせます。Well, not yet haha.
I played hockey for 13 years.
I used to snowboard, but it's been a while.
Music keeps my spirit alive.
DOWN TO EARTH GUY... HATE DRAMA. Don't even go there.
I'm going to be straight with you no matter what.
Ask the people who know me, I tell it like it is.
Not a huge fan of TV.
Rarely play video games. If anything... something with cars.
Don't expect me to kill a spider for you, I won't.
I procrastinate more than you, ha... trust me on that.
I hate making decisions.
I own shoes that I don't wear.
I don't smoke or drink, but I won't hate you if you do.
People talk about me... not even going to waste my time.
Messed up in the past.
...and wouldn't change a thing.
The screen name is: w2sWdaT

My Interests



RIP Joshua Balis.
You will always be with us.

I'd like to meet:

The honest. The respectful. The caring. The one. People who are into cars. Artists, photographers, musicians.

Music:

Techno/Trance.
Happy Hardcore.
Emo.
Hippity-Hop.
Hardcore.
Grindcore.
Dance.
Pop-Punk.
Reggaeton.
Jazz.
...seriously, pretty much anything.

My Blog

Take My Hand...

Endless phone conversations. The constant confirmations.So repetative, will it ever end?Cars pass like the days in this life.Some fast, others slower.White, gray... black.Impatientness grabs at all pa...
Posted by ¸§¤½ó on Mon, 17 Mar 2008 03:38:00 PST

Make It.

Hospital beds that cannot be.No needle long enough.All beds need to be cleansed.Relieved of the sin that engulfs them.A half-lung, gasping for breath.The other, creeping nearer to death.Why?Explainati...
Posted by ¸§¤½ó on Sat, 24 Nov 2007 01:50:00 PST

The Day After (3/18/07)

Research lies unfinished and unminded.  I feel the need to explain, but I am lost as to where I would begin. Everything feels like the movies. One day, 'Refresh' will become as worn away as ...
Posted by ¸§¤½ó on Sun, 18 Mar 2007 02:33:00 PST

St. Patrick's Day...

My arms are crossed. Well, one could say my thoughts are too. All of these feelings seem so new, yet far too familiar. When simple promises are broken, hearts break along with them. A lesson never lea...
Posted by ¸§¤½ó on Sun, 18 Mar 2007 10:32:00 PST

Saturday Morning. 1/20/07

If vanishing to hide happened to be my problem, I would make the world wide web my very own. That's "www" for "what went wrong?" Such neutral tones splashed with shades of blue. A new shade with no de...
Posted by ¸§¤½ó on Sat, 20 Jan 2007 09:53:00 PST

Thoughts.

I don't know what this is going to be about. A burned mouth. On fire from the food. On fire from the words that were spread due to this bad mood. This dark room. Only light, from the moon. A racing mi...
Posted by ¸§¤½ó on Thu, 21 Dec 2006 03:52:00 PST

Winston - "Running In Place" Lyrics

Winston Running In Place   Its become so synchronized Every morning through these worn out eyes One step towards progress Two steps towards defeat   An attempt to feel accomplished A welcomi...
Posted by ¸§¤½ó on Wed, 09 Aug 2006 08:25:00 PST

Who Posts Blogs Anyways?

So I just realized I haven't posted one of these for like... ever? So uhh... I'll think of something to write about or something and maybe post one sometime soon. Haha.
Posted by ¸§¤½ó on Thu, 16 Feb 2006 06:07:00 PST

Frizzy Frazzapalooza

.:FRAZZAPALOOZA:. SATURDAY JUNE 4TH 4PM @ THE KIRTLAND GRANGE *FIVE DOLLAR ADMISSION* -Scoreboard Says, Petty Theft, Empire Undone, Tba, When Ghosts Play Dead, The Carsons, The Thrifters, Leaving Yest...
Posted by ¸§¤½ó on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

...

I walked 30 feet behind them down a hallway that seemed neverending. And honestly, I don't think I've ever felt that alone in all of my life.
Posted by ¸§¤½ó on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST