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I cant say i have really lived the hardest of all lives but i however have had a life, and it is sorta cool i guess cuz i got to meet some sweet people so here is a tit little of a biography of me
i was born on April 25th, 1986 and well i guess it was a good year to be born
plus april 25th is a really good day for me. cuz i get free stuff not really sure why people do this for me but they do
as a tot i was a hipster dancing around before i could walk so i did the " crawl" across the floor like i was in the 70's, fuck i didnt care, well got up to being five and i guess at this point i was living in Eau Claire, Wisconsin
cuz i was doing this pre school thing where all of these people tended to my needs, maybe it was headstart. oh well i can only go by what i remember... mother hates me knowing shit bout me,
Anywayz, During that time i remember having a friend named Max, he played trains with me,. and thats when i first jumped on the bed ( great fun to this day) .. well for some reason or another me and him got in a fight not sure what bout. but we never talked again,..
moving on, 7 years old, rockin like keven bacon, i move into a trailer court,... ( first one) and we called this shitty town " altoona" .. that is where i learned to ride a bike. oh my god that took a long time, let me tell ya. that shit aint easy.. i also met a supposive first best friend of mine, Jason Peterson.. problem here.. he has the same fucking name as me.. yes people i am Jason Peterson and so is he.. i found this strange yet. intriging so i befriended him, we hung out like allot.. cuz i had an atari .. he came over almost everyday..
well that didnt last long at all.. uncle was co owner of the house and took it over.. (cocksucker) well then we moved on up.. to this 3 story duplex.. court.. like i mean there were lots of these.. all over the place.. they called it walden court.. ( still in altoona) and for the note altoona is a suburb of the big town Eau Claire, anywayz this place was rich.,.. until my mom backed the damn car into the back of the garage while we were moving in.. cracked some shit up.. but the manager was a very understanding person.. which you dont see to often in areas... i met this girl there (kelly) she tought me how to do lots of stuff.. like she walked me into the woods. and that is where i started my first club.. and people.. die if a word of this gets out but it was called the " mickey mouse club" SHUT UP!!!! i know it seems lame but we did some pretty decent shit.. pissing contests.. had a spiffy area where we all talked.. it was cool.. we even had weekly races considering it was like a race track around the whole thing.. okay let me explain.. we started near my house.. cuz it was flat and seemed like a nice finish line.. then there was a left turn.. it goes up a hill.. a round hill.. then you come to this dirt hill... yes people a dirt hill, you go down that.. and back onto the road.. then its a stretch to the finish line, yeah i know its cool you dont have to even think it..
well had to move out of there due to finacial trouble.. to my next hell.. Elmers Trailor court in fall creek wisconsin
yes it was my new hell.. the first day i moved in a damn rock got slammed onto my foot. this scab would torment me for the next 2 years.. anywayz.. that is where i met my friends.. adam barone ( hope i spelled that right) and david whatever.. um shane raney, chris, and some other peepz but they come in later in the picture.. well i started going to school, cant really call it school though.. since i had no friends.. recess was a simple sitting in the corner where nobody would notice me, i hated my life.. i dreampt of suicide at such a young age.. since those friends i mentioned above you cant really call friends.. 2 of them enjoyed beating me up and the others just used me, but it was an excuse from lonliness, and thats all i ever wanted then, 2nd grade was so tormenting .. i had this teacher.. she would always yell at me.. and i wasnt doing nothing wrong.. didnt even talk.. i guess those who dont speak become the problem so on my birthday the school gave me a special gift.. they sent me to Special Education because i was " emotionally disturbed" and it wasnt even funny how i was treated.. but all in all i passed the 2nd grade and got up to my 3rd grade.. where i had this really cool teacher named Mr Anderson, he rocked he could make chickens out of cloths, he made me laugh and but he was a harsh teacher from time to time.. but in learning you musnt slack off you must try to the best of your ability and i thank him for pushing me,
that is also the year i had my first crush.. this girl named casey or whatever i forget the full name.. it dont really matter.. but she road my bus and well i guess she was hot and she had somewhat of a darkness to her. and i like that somewhat. .. anywayz it lasted for about 2 years and then it faded cuz of personal matters...
anywayz it was a great year.. i actually hung out with people. yet kept my darkness and lonliness at a level of depression so i guess it wasnt to great.. sue me.. i lied
4th grade.. i hated it .. it blew ass.. although it had one point.. i discovered my poetic side.. i got my poem published in some young authors book for some shitty halloween poem i wrote... anywayz this is where i started talking to some girls. but i guess they hated me for some odd reason.. thats okay.. i had a sweet birthday party cuz i had some new friends.. but for some reason all 8 new of them moved later that year..
5th grade.. goddamn need i even say this one.. this is where i started to learn my evil ways.. i began to realize how sick and cruel humans can be.. people started playing jokes on me, and exclaiming that i had been doing drugs and that is why i dont talk to people... well it wasnt true considering the fact htat i was in 5th grade and most dealers would normally refuse to do such a thing.. but yet again like i said.. people are sick and fucking cruel as hell.. girls would ask me out and when i said yes they would say shit like " yeah like i would go out with you" god i hated that.. it was stupid and immature..
anywayz i had a cool teacher and he had said i had a great sence of humour.. they tried to hold me back cuz of my lack of doing work for the grade.. but i forced my mother to pass me.. thus i go onto 6th grade
6th grade.. i turned into a wigger.. yes a wannebe gangster.. i said " yo g" " bitches" and "niggaz" i was so ignorant you wouldnt believe that was ever me, well thats when i started making trouble,and started to smoke, ack bad habit, anywayz dont be one of those people lol, i realized mine, and everyone elses that had that lifestyle around me, had a lack of learning, which i later devoloped back in life,.. anywayz.. people were finally starting to like me. i was just fitting in and all of that shit
then.. the U.S health department knocks on our door without warrent, busts in, looks through all of our drawers and everything, without saying a word, they wanted us out by 5 o clock that night , but we refused and wanted to take it up in court well they "assured" us we didnt have to, so we just had the sign on our door and nothing was ever done about it, but out of common patriotism to our country we moved to my current residence Menomonie, Wisconsin
oh yes the 7th grade..oh this was one of the greatest years.. i started it off with a fat guy who showed me around the school, now when i say fat.. i seriously am not kidding.. he went by the name of vipon or however ya spell it, well i got stuck with my new special ed teacher... mr misner..i know the name dont say asshole in it.. but lets just pretend for the sake of common decensy
he had this little room.. he would throw kids in there when he got sick of them.. and then send them to A.L.A.C when he got a headache.. he replaced social studies with social skills, science was replaced with " how to help your community" it was bullshit.. i didnt get to learn any subjects that i WANTED to learn,.. well then i guess this guy had molested kids... and was coming to the middle school, everyone was talking bout it, and they said he needs heavy counseling...it was horrible when dan montgomery walked in at that current time.. i think EVERYONE got the wrong freaking impression cuz they kinda stayed back from my main man for a couple days, but worse came to worse and me and him became as tight as a virgin marry in a freezer
yeah that explains how my life will go from now until then pretty much.. me and danny hung out every weekend listened to music, drank surge, ate junk food, watched porno, and played video games, the typical manly weekend, .... it is at this point i will admit people i did do drugs.. back then but danny didnt so dont get the wrong idea... anywayz.. yeah i was a stoner.. didnt always have to have it.. really didnt .. but i did get high any chance i got... but when danny was around i was somehow clean and didnt need it.. we had conversation and the old man at wall mart to keep us occupied
well i had to move from that great apartment.. to many late night wrestling matches.. holes in the wall and the music was to loud for neigbors.. so we moved to my next hell hole.. still in menomonie .. "ceder falls acres" now this trailor court.. i would love to say good things about it.. honestly i would.. but i cant.. so fuck it ya see the owner here vince.. is a big fuckin dick.. me and him never have and never will get along we are by far enemys
anywayz i picked up a nice little yellow trailor.. got myself the big room of course.. and me and danny had to help move into the place.. my mom bitched him out about some kind of knot that he wasnt supposed to tie.. however if he didnt tie it the damn thing would have fell off again.. kinda thing .. god i swear she is the biggest idiot at times
anyhoo.. moved in got my room set up.. it wasnt great .. 5 months later my mom took the room from me.. oh and i should also mention to you people cuz i think i forgot it way above.. i havent been a wigger since 7th grade.. now i am sort of a gothic kinda fella... anywayz yeah.. i was into the whole marilyn manson.. thing and yeah.. all of that cooky stuff that you would come to expect..
now some people say that i was stupid then and some say i was cooler.. well frankly.. i dont give a fuck.. never did never will. people can say what they want about me.. i am me whoever me could be.. so fuck ya'll hehe..
8th grade i got the best time of my life NO SCHOOL i fucked over the government by doing homeschool but not doing homeschool if you catch my drift. so i sat around all year.. watched t.v and got fat.. it was sweet..
then later that year danny met this girl.. while we were at his at the time incredibly cool brother.. ryan. her name was monica i suppose.. and me and her became friends and well her and danny became better friends.. it was hell because i knew it wouldnt work from the begening.. now it may seem like I'm just rubbin it in his face but I'm serious
i was lonely.. fuck I'll be a man and admit it.. i saw those two together and i thought how i never had a girl.. and maybe my time was soon.. unfortunently i was right.. i met this girl named jeni.. she was great.. probally the greatest person i ever met.. me and her had so much in common. i was like drawn to her.. but worse came to worse. and i chased her for a year.. because i didnt know what to do, i became obbsessive cuz i felt that she was the only girl i would ever love.. good thing i was wrong, but after a year of slitting wrists and writing dark poetry.. i realized there was better for me.. i was a revolutionary since the 7th grade.. i remembered i had started up N.H.A back then so i began to focuse more on my organization and not a girl that could never love me if my life depended on it.. once again i forgot to tell you somthing at this point i was in 9th grade
ninth grade was hell i told you about the girl part.. and no that is not it.. i lost my best friend
i was doing drugs because of her.. and not spending as much time with my homefry as i should have..
I began to steal, and all of that. . because i was in love.. then i went to a new school called Lucas alternative school, refused to do work, then I went back to the high school which i was banned from for supposivly trying to murder a kid with a rusty clay knife.. and dannys sorta mom type person found out.. her name is sarah.. well
i guess she got the wrong idea.. or maybe it was the right one.. that i was a bad person and was a bad influence on my main homeslice danny... perhaps i was.. perhaps i am a bad person
but i do not deserve this. not then.. not when i was going through what i was going through.. it was heartbreaking. i couldt stop crying.. then.. i got another chance... the light on my face was amazing that day.. i went over there with jeni.. cuz i thought i should introduce sarah to my girl.. well jeni ended up teling her that i was drinking, and smoking weed.. if i may state at this point in time . i never have and never will drink with jeni.. perhaps i smoked weed a bit.. i aint gonna deny everything cuz i am a brutally honest kinda guy..
she fucked it up for me.. my chance of getting my life back together.. and jeni fucks it up
well its been about a year and a half now since i have been banned.. and life hasnt been the same.. sure it may seem from the N.H.A site that i am doing well and am studying more.. well studying more yes.. cuz that is what i need to do.. to get back where i belong.. sitting on the couch with my main man.. this shit aint right.. i still whine about it till this day.. i know i shouldnt.. but when you lose somthing.. you gotta find it..and in the heat. you get pissed off when you cant.. it keeps happening like a fucking cycle.. i lost somthing of mine that i thought i could never lose.. i lost my best friend.. i lost my life.. i lost everything i stood for
This is my life... it isnt happy.. it isnt sad.. it is nothing...hope you enjoyed my short biography