Post by jason on Aug 12, 2010 20:50:25 GMT -5
CAN WE PRETEND
that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars i could
really use a wish right now wish right now wish right now
that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars i could
really use a wish right now wish right now wish right now
JASON ANDREW MENITA*
yo, it's jason, duh! though i have heard people refer to me as that kid. or if you're really mad, my parents use my full name which is jason andrew menita. but i wouldn't call me by my full name, unless you want a wet willie. my parents both were happily married before i came around. though it's never been proven, i'm pretty sure i was the reason my father ran off with some whore, and then dies. karma's a bitch, but my mother became devastated. i guess she always thought that maybe one day he would come to his senses and return home, but i knew the truth. i'm seventeen, but mentally i'm about eleven or twelve, you know the awkward stage where kids go through puberty and girls no longer have cooties... well, that's true for the most part. in my opinion, once a girl gets cooties, she always has cooties, guys just get used to it during this stage. ever since i was little, i've been able to manipulate time into working at my advantage. and for that, i've never been late to anything. i've always arrived right on time, without a minute to spare. though most people would take this skill for granted, i've managed to practice and perfect it in order to assist me with other things. being forced to go to a boarding school, i've had to learn how to be able to freeze time to give me an advantage over the kids who tried bullying me. i can't exactly say the same for my friend, although he managed to get his revenge when he learned about his powers. i think he got that from me, though. i couldn't be more proud of him. my mother always knew there was something odd about me after she had a few encounters with my skill. i did my best to keep it a secret from her, not wanting her to blame herself for how i turned out... but one time she kept pestering me to clean my room. after about the twentieth time, i didn't pay attention, and froze time while i cleaned it up. when she came back into the present, she was aghast by what happened. after a few interrogations, i finally showed her, and finally all of those bullies who had complained to the principal of the boarding school finally made sense to her. after that, i'm not sure how she did it, but she had found this school and helped me and my friend get into it.
I COULD USE A
dream or a genie or a wish to go back to a place much simpler
than this cause after all the partyin' the smashin' and crashin'
than this cause after all the partyin' the smashin' and crashin'
the name's kristine. feel free to check my other character, zackary livingston, to find out more. but just in case, paramour is the password.
thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you thank you
this application was made by two birds. of caution. steal and her hoard of zombies will come and eat your brains.