Jayesel's Xanga

We know...we know...

Tue, 10 Nov 2009 17:06:11 GMT

We know everything offends you, bitch. You have to seriously get that big fucking good as god helmet off your head because nothing anyone will ever say will be completely neutral or unoffensive to you. You fucking dense bitch

Apparently you do not understand exactly how things work in the merry old land of oz. People talk, people have opinions, if your opinion is based upon how pissed you get when someone states how they view the world then you seriously need to consider getting a CATscan. Better yet, you need to consider getting your mouth sewn up and (while in the same surgical procedure) removing your head from your ass, because as we all know, it is not working for you.

I'm ninety percent sure that you grew up believing you were right as a kid, and I'm one-hundred percent sure your parents didn't have the ability to tell you: "You're wrong." Maybe they just didn't discipline you enough. I know whenever I said something really fucking stupid I would get slapped. If I verbally attacked anyone, I would get a good screaming and then hit so hard I couldn't breathe. Seems your parents never taught you respect; even if it is getting hit in the back with a flat leather belt.

I wonder how it is you have a steady heterosexual relationship. I mean shit, you are so empowered by being a woman you don't even wear a bra, and visit pro-female empowerment feministic websites. You know what the opposite of Misogyny is? Misandry, bitch. I wonder how it is you even allow a dick inside that moldy crusty vagina of yours. You fucking cut your hair short...wear not one...not two, but four fucking piercings. All of which make you look like a bull who just got caught and is about to be publicly raped.

If only you knew this was about you, you'd get your panties shoved so far up your poon that your great grandfather will have to come out of his grave to pull them out of his now non-existent (albeit: shriveled) ballsack.

Fuck off, dense bitch. You made the time in this room so intensely difficult that at one point I considered handing you a giant cardboard poster which read: "I can thank American Law for the law that says murder is illegal."

Curl up into that little defensive ball you curl up into whenever you get 'offended' when someone says something that conflicts with your safe little bubble you call a brain. What's your name again? Oh yeah...whore.

/rant

Good luck with this one.

Sun, 08 Nov 2009 22:55:47 GMT

'cos she's a bitch.

What's your profession?

Sat, 31 Oct 2009 06:15:33 GMT

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Wed, 28 Oct 2009 18:06:36 GMT

for those of you who know my earlier music...i took the opening chords of shiner...and reworked it

it was a shite song...so why not.

Halloweed

Mon, 19 Oct 2009 05:56:31 GMT

Was that a typo?

Nah...its the name of a song that's coming up that I wrote...to tell you the truth I don't know why I named it that.

Anyways...In the true spirit of Halloween, I will celebrate it by being a hippie...okay maybe not...but still. Obscurity at its Finest has released their first album. Under my label...which I'm still trying to get fully off the ground...but that will come with time. Apart from trying to get my life in order and trying to get a grip on things since I'm gonna be graduating in May, I learned that I may do something I actually enjoy.

What is it? Being a Probation Officer...

I don't want to be a teacher for one reason...it's too...sandboxed. Once you become a teacher, you're basically stuck there. The benefits are great, but I HATE our education system. It's too control oriented and not as much education oriented.

After considering and declining the option to be in porn, I decided to do this only because it is more low profile, and I get to...you know...work with people who have souls. I've been playing a lot of Audiosurf...to try to detract from the fact that I have some musicians writers block (but my fiction story is coming along nicely!).

My soundclick page is letting me know what songs people like...the last.fm page is good for shit, and I do mean shit. Rolling Rock FTW.

Alright, so other than that, you're probably wondering just what the fuck I've been up to. I'm up to...college. I just finished another midterm (which was a take home), and I just ate a meatball...or two...okay three. I've been having trouble sleeping lately and I'm really sure what it is (for those of you with protected access, you know what I'm talking about).

I've been running more actually. I bruised my foot yesterday while running though, so it was kind of difficult to walk today. You see, there have been a lot of dogs in my area, so naturally, there's a lot of dog shit in the area as well. We don't have that many sidewalks over here, so when I go run, I have to run on the grass. On top of that, when I run at the park, I usually run on the grass and not the track. Damn, rocks.

Anyways...I'll update more later.

Knowing the Cipher

Fri, 16 Oct 2009 11:02:49 GMT

I can't seem to sleep / I keep thinking /
About Now / About Tomorrow / About Yesterday / About Everything
It's an endless loop and I need support /
I've removed all my lifters / And I've broken all my lamps /
And I glide into the thoughts / With a dead memory /
I dot the eyes / Just to find obscurity /
I look around / Just to end another memory /
I love this / It's so warm / It's so old /
I'm used to this / I never want out /
But I must / But please tell me it's okay /
Diamonds for eyes / Plastic for teeth / Steel for ears /
You know who you are. /
Approval is all I need. /
Your love is all I breathe. /
You know you can't wait to hear from me again. /
It is cold you know - It isn't what you think it is /
Quickly I end this press / I dilute the air /
Ionizing and vagrant it stands / Yes, yes it's cold /
Deadly / I'm living the dream and killing reality /
Throwing shards of glass from water / Freezing cold /
But it's a month away from itself / It's so close to stay /
And I beg, I beg for it / Tell me / Just fucking tell me /
I write and write so you never read /
You'll never know why I never sleep / It's so cryptic /
It's so difficult / Unless you know the cipher /
Unless you know me / /

Written 10/12/09

Oh...oh...I have a soundclick account...watch out!

Fri, 09 Oct 2009 17:21:22 GMT

More such things.

Wed, 30 Sep 2009 17:03:29 GMT

I haven't posted as I'm working on a really big section out of this project I'm doing, as well as trying to get over a cold.

My singing style has progressed, and I have learned how to sing while running. Which is weird.

A new song I'm working on is...more than in just one octave of my vocal range so I'm progressing. I really want to sing this song in public though, because it's extremely ambient compared to my other stuff.

Classes are going well I guess. Being a criminal justice major now I am forced to learn a lot of law, which is retarded.

I'm looking for an internship and will probably end up working with Juvenile Probation, which would kick ass so I don't have to worry about being behind a desk all day.

I'm running again, and that's always good. I had just bought new running shoes, for when I feel like wearing them on a run. I'm going to get back to writing, which is something I've been doing almost non-stop for the past few days.

Eugh...

Mon, 07 Sep 2009 04:11:36 GMT

WoW, you faggots.

According to Xfire, the top game for the past few years (yes you read right, YEARS), has been World of Warcraft.

With 16,638,192 collective minutes played today, as of (8:45 pm on September 07, 2009).

Let me break this down so you get the idea of how this translates to human time.

16,638,192 / 60 = 277,303.20 Hours
277,303.20 / 24 = 11,554.30 Days
11,554.30 / 365 = 31.66 Years (Roughly, not taking into account leap year)

That's 31.66 years worth of playing WoW, accumulated in ONE fucking day. Thank fuck humans don't age that fast. If a day playing wow determined how fast a person aged...one would shit bricks.

To put this into perspective...the next best ...or popular game is Call of Duty 4, with 9,823,888 minutes of game time.

9,823,888 / 60 = 163,731.47 Hours
163,731.47 / 24 = 6,822.14 Days
6, 822.14 / 365 = 18.69 Years

WoW is kicking CoD4's ass. CoD4 is just legal, WoW is the middle aged pedophile at recess lurking in the shadows to make sure you have just the right stuff to lure him in.

Gamers are a fucking group unto themselves. Seriously.

Before you start bitching and start saying shit like: "why do you have to be so fucking mean Jake?" I need you to remember one thing. The Rant, is not recognized as a valid literary technique for many reasons. One of them being, the fact that is really has no formal fucking structure.

I'll tell you that ranting is heavily misunderstood. It is a literary technique that came out of being pissed off about writing little shitty reviews and essays out of sociology. Instead of writing a formal critique, you get this. A fucking informally written rant. With more curse words than your mother can shake a stick at. So before you go ahead and apolgize for misunderstanding this shit. I'll have to make it clear.

Let's not get into it too much. I'm going to cut the bullshit and just jump straight into the steaming pile of horseshit headfirst. I do not understand 90% of people and their bullshit. To prevent any more stupidity from happening, I'm going to make this motherfucking clear. I DO NOT CARE how fucking sorry you are. I have enough of a hard time looking at Jim Morrison's cock through his pants, so you do not fucking have to confuse, amaze, stun, distract, or surprise me any more than I already am.

I've played my share of zombie games to know when there is a mindless fuck me over fest unraveling before my eyes, and I just do not understand that regardless of how un-dis-anti-ambiguous (whatever the fuck you read that as).

This is will go beyond a fucking rinse, reuse, recycle phase that almost all the bullshit that I come across goes through. You can't pay me enough to not talk shit to people who seem to not get the fucking point.

As Denis Leary said, "you cannot buy a sense of humor".

So do me a favor you fucking videogame nerds...rather...you WoW Faggots. Get something better to do, yes I do play Call of Duty 4, but for fucks sake, I do not let my life revolve around the game. At that, why the fuck would you pay 30 dollars a month for a game? Shit, I barely am willing to pay ten dollars for a fucking video game. Here you guys are fucking spending 30 dollars a FUCKING MONTH?!

Seriously...you dense motherfucker, get out. Get your shit, and get the fuck out of the house, away from a computer and find a girlfriend, and take her out for dinner once a month spending 30 dollars on that. Hell, get a prostitute, a cheap one, or fuck man, BUY BEER. I don't care, just get out of the house. Seriously.

It is so fucking weird. Just...fucking weird....I'll stop before I burst a blood vessel in my eye.

/rant

-Jake

Safe - The acoustic Cut, as well as a cover

Thu, 03 Sep 2009 01:26:33 GMT

I did an acoustic version of Safe, which received some good reception from the 'fans'.

So...here it is...on xanga, for you all.

I also have decided to add a cover of blue in the face by the alk3