Hey, everyone! It's Jaylon with some great news! I'm trying to raise money so that I could go on a book tour to promote my book and I need your help in doing so. Just visit this link:
http://www.gofundme.com/5hbaa8
...and press on the button that says "Donate"!
Just know that every little bit counts! And... I'll probably write a post later on either today or tomorrow!
Go visit the site and remember, "Spread the word!"
-Jaylon
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Monday, November 25, 2013
The Life of Brian
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Wednesday, November 20, 2013
Let's Play A Game!
Hey, everyone! It's Jaylon with something a bit orthodox, but fun all the same! Let's play a game! Okay, the game goes like this! Whoever likes this post or this blog or uses the engine, tell me in the comments box how we met and tell me your favorite post that I've written! To the people that d this, I will send you a friendly comment about how much I enjoy your company and your love and support for my blog! Because without you, this blog wouldn't be a success! Let's have fun and remember...use Jay-Search!
Monday, November 18, 2013
Story #1
Hey everyone! It's Jaylon! I'm sorry about what happened a couple of weeks ago with my post. For some reason, it was not showing up on my blog so I'm going to retype the story again. This story, like I said before, is here to either entertain you or to teach a lesson. Whatever works for you! Ok, here's the story!
It all started in the city of Wesbrook. Our story begins with an African- American boy named Iesop. Iesop was a straight-A student who lived in the middle-class neighborhood of Freednick Ave with his 2 parents. His mom was a seamstress that worked days and his father was a mechanic that worked days and nights. They may not have been rich in wealth, but they were rich in the love that they had for one another. Then Iesop came across a problem. He ran into the local gang that chased Iesop all the way home. They chased him, threw things like bricks and glass bottles at him which he would dodge to prevent getting hit in the head with a brick like on one occasion. He ran to his house when his mom saw him bleeding on his foot. His mom ran up to him, worriedly and said:
"Iesop! My baby! Who did this to you?"
Iesop said:
"Those thugs outside, Mama! They threw rocks, bottles, sticks, stones, whatever they had and chased me all the way home!"
"...those thugs! TRASH, ALL OF 'EM! Makes me sick just lookin' at em! Saggin', smokin' weed, cussin', robbin', stealin' from innocent, HARDWORKIN' PEOPLE! Don't worry, baby! Tomorrow, I'm gonna get you on the city bus so that you don't have to worry 'bout bein' chased by those hoods!"
Iesop, with a look of relief, said:
"Thank you, mama!"
Mama said:
"I love you, Iesop and I don't want anything to happen to you. You're my only child and I don't want to lose you! I love you!"
Iesop said:
"Thanks, Mama. I love you too!"
Tuesday
8:30 A.M.
Iesop and his mother walked outside to the bus stop and waited for the bus to get here. After waiting for 5 minutes by the bus stop, Iesop said:
"Maybe the bus isn't coming, Mama."
Mama said:
"Don't you worry, baby! It's comin'! Just be patient!"
Just then, a silver and blue Greyhound bus drove around the corner of the street and parked by the bus stop where Iesop and his mother was standing. Mama said to Iesop:
"Now, you wait right here, baby! I'm gonna go talk to the bus driver!"
As Mama stepped towards the bus, the doors to the bus opened releasing a thick mist of fresh air in Mama's face. Mama got on the bus and said to the driver:
"Excuse me, ma'am. My son needs to ride the bus to school."
The bus driver looked at Mama sternly and said:
"Your kind is not welcome on this bus!"
Mama looked at the bus driver and said, patiently:
"Please, ma'am. I just need you to drive him to and from sch---"
The bus driver interrupted Mama and said:
"He's not allowed on the bus! What part of that don't you understand? He's better off dead! GO BACK TO THE JUNGLE WHERE YOU BELONG!"
Mama, out of anger and sheer rage, punched the bus driver in the face and yelled:
"Now look! ALL I WANT YOU TO DO IS TO TAKE MY SON TO AND FROM SCHOOL AND FOR YOU TO NEVER, IN YOUR LIFE THAT YOU SO PITIFULLY LIVE, DISRESPECT MY CHILD IN FRONT OF ME EVER! NOW, LET HIM GET ON THIS BUS AND YOU DRIVE HIM TO SCHOOL OR I SWEAR 'FORE ALMIGHTY GOD, I WILL SHOW YOU HOW WE DO IT IN THE JUNGLE! YOU HEAR ME?"
The bus driver, filled with paranoid, nodded her head cooperatively. Mama got off the bus, kissed Iesop on his forehead and Iesop got on the bus. He found a empty seat in the middle of the bus and sat down. He looked out the window and saw his mother waving at him from outside. He smiled and waved back at her. The bus began to move and headed down the street. The bus driver drove 2 blocks down Freednick Ave into 45th Street where two white men were waiting. The doors to the bus opened and they walked on. One of the men sat at the front of the bus while the other one looked at Iesop and said:
"Get up!"
Iesop, scared out of his mind said:
"Wha-Wh-Wh-Wha-Wha-What?"
The man said, again:
"I said "GET UP!"
Iesop said:
"N-N-o-o-o-NO!"
The man said, once again with a sense of animosity:
"Get up now!"
Then a voice from the back of the bus said:
"HEY!"
Everyone except the driver looked back and saw a black man get up from his seat and walk towards the man. The black man said to the white man:
"That's enough, Todd. Now, leave him alone!"
Todd said:
"Or what, Cliff?"
Cliff extended his fist back and said:
"THIS!"
He punched Todd right in his chest and Todd struck Cliff right in his nose, bruising it. Then a fight broke out between the two! Then a white man from the front got up from his seat to help Todd fight Cliff and a black man from the back got up from his seat to help Cliff fight Todd. And it wasn't until the whole bus was fighting each other. The black men were fighting the white men and the white men were fighting the black men. Iesop got on the floor and watched everything happen right in front of him, trying not to become involved. Everything turned into utter mayhem in a matter of minutes and out of the blue, Todd brought out a Molotov, used his lighter to set the rag inside the bottle on fire and threw it on the ground, setting the bus on fire. Everyone was now screaming shrieks of agony and pain. People on the bus were either on fire, bleeding out, crawling on the floor trying to reach the door, dead from 2nd or 3rd degree burns to major arteries, etc. Iesop was unaffected by the blast yet scrambled to his feet at the horror that he witnessed on the bus. He looked around and saw Todd on the floor with burns and major wounds on his legs, hands, face and body. He yelled out:
"DIE! DIE! ALL OF YOU COONS! YOU CAN ALL BURN IN HELL! HA HA HA HA!" Then he started coughing, gasped for air and died in his own blood.
Then Iesop looked back and saw Cliff on the ground also, badly damaged and in severe condition. Iesop went over to Cliff and said:
"NO! Don't die on me, man! Stay with me! Stay with me!"
Cliff said, weakened by the flames that bar-be-cued his lungs:
"No." *coughs* "You...child of God...must live for me. Goodbye...*coughs*...gentle creature. See you on the other...*coughs*...s...ide."
He took his last breath of air and closed his eyes ever so peacefully and was no more. Iesop cried as he stood over the body of his deceased friend. Iesop made his way to the emergency door which was partially destroyed in the blast. He pushed the door aside and got off of the singed bus that was now burned metal and roasted leather. He walked down the street and continued his journey to school. As he was walking down the street, a black mastiff spotted him and walked towards him with a vicious look in his eyes and foam covering the surface of his mouth. He growled at Iesop and barked wildly. Iesop, terrified and defenseless, did the only thing that he could think of---he ran. He ran as fast as he could through the neighborhood with the dog chasing behind him. Iesop started throwing down trash cans to slow the dog down, but it didn't work. Iesop hopped over fence after fence after fence, but the dog burst through the fences like it was water. Iesop continued to run for his life, feeling winded and out of breath when suddenly, the dog got his foot stuck in a hole that was dug in the street. Iesop looked at the dog struggling and whimpering to get out of the hole, but it was no use. It was stuck in the hole and all Iesop did was give off a sigh of relief and took a breath of fresh air. He walked to school with the bit of energy he had left in his body, hoping that there were no more dangerous surprises waiting for him.
As he walked towards his school, he saw that the entire student body was fighting against the police. Iesop went over to a student that was serving as a witness and asked:
"What's goin' on, man?"
The boy said:
"The police killed Robert!"
Then he pointed to his body that was laying on the sidewalk. His white suit and tie was coated in his own red blood and he was swimming in his own blood. Iesop watched with severe anxiety in his eyes the horrible violence that spewed out. Iesop's classmates were getting beaten by the cops, sprayed with hoses, bitten by their guard dogs, choked or they were watching like Iesop was. At that moment, Iesop had enough energy in his body to do one more thing. He spotted a megaphone by one of the squad cars, went over, picked it up, jumped on top of the squad car and said through the microphone:
"EVERYBODY STOP!"
Everyone stopped fighting and looked directly at Iesop. Iesop said through the megaphone:
"What are we doing? Why are we fighting each other? Why can't we love each other? Why can't you all understand that fighting isn't going to bring Robert back? It just creates a cycle of hatred that will last forever! There are some things worth fighting for and this is not it! We don't need to fight; we need to forgive!"
One of the boys stood up and said:
"NO! I refuse to forgive them! NOT AFTER WHAT THEY DID TO ROBERT! HE WAS MY BEST FRIEND AND THEY KILLED HIM FOR NO REASON! HE DIDN'T NEED TO DIE, BUT THESE HEARTLESS BASTARDS KILLED HIM! THEY THINK THAT JUST BECAUSE THEY HAVE A BADGE AND A GUN THAT THEY CAN KILL ANYONE THEY WANT! WELL, I HAD ENOUGH! WHO'S WITH ME?
Every black person on that street yelled:
"YEAH!"
Iesop said through the microphone:
"My brothers! I understand that you are upset at the loss of Robert, but he wouldn't have wanted you to fight against the police just to avenge his death!"
Then another boy yelled:
"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT ROBERT WANTED! YOU'RE NOT ROBERT! HE WOULD'VE WANTED US TO GET THE POLICE LIKE THEY GOT HIM!"
Everyone cheered:
"YEAH!"
Iesop said through the microphone:
"No, you're wrong! He would've wanted us to live our lives! Also, to have him in our hearts and in our minds. We need to prevent this time of thing from happening to future generations of African-American males and females! Say it with me! IN-CREASE THE PEACE! IN-CREASE THE PEACE! IN-CREASE THE PEACE!"
One black male stood up and said:
"In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace!"
Then two more black kids and a police officer said:
"In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace!"
Then it wasn't until everyone on the street, whether they were in the fight or not, started chanting:
"In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace!"
*Well, I hope everyone enjoyed the story! And now, I have a little message to share with everyone!*
*Know that we may be of different colors, backgrounds, religions, ethnicities, cultures, but there is only one race and that's the HUMAN RACE!*
-Jaylon
*Also, don't forget to use Jay-Search! It's a lot of fun to use!*
It all started in the city of Wesbrook. Our story begins with an African- American boy named Iesop. Iesop was a straight-A student who lived in the middle-class neighborhood of Freednick Ave with his 2 parents. His mom was a seamstress that worked days and his father was a mechanic that worked days and nights. They may not have been rich in wealth, but they were rich in the love that they had for one another. Then Iesop came across a problem. He ran into the local gang that chased Iesop all the way home. They chased him, threw things like bricks and glass bottles at him which he would dodge to prevent getting hit in the head with a brick like on one occasion. He ran to his house when his mom saw him bleeding on his foot. His mom ran up to him, worriedly and said:
"Iesop! My baby! Who did this to you?"
Iesop said:
"Those thugs outside, Mama! They threw rocks, bottles, sticks, stones, whatever they had and chased me all the way home!"
"...those thugs! TRASH, ALL OF 'EM! Makes me sick just lookin' at em! Saggin', smokin' weed, cussin', robbin', stealin' from innocent, HARDWORKIN' PEOPLE! Don't worry, baby! Tomorrow, I'm gonna get you on the city bus so that you don't have to worry 'bout bein' chased by those hoods!"
Iesop, with a look of relief, said:
"Thank you, mama!"
Mama said:
"I love you, Iesop and I don't want anything to happen to you. You're my only child and I don't want to lose you! I love you!"
Iesop said:
"Thanks, Mama. I love you too!"
Tuesday
8:30 A.M.
Iesop and his mother walked outside to the bus stop and waited for the bus to get here. After waiting for 5 minutes by the bus stop, Iesop said:
"Maybe the bus isn't coming, Mama."
Mama said:
"Don't you worry, baby! It's comin'! Just be patient!"
Just then, a silver and blue Greyhound bus drove around the corner of the street and parked by the bus stop where Iesop and his mother was standing. Mama said to Iesop:
"Now, you wait right here, baby! I'm gonna go talk to the bus driver!"
As Mama stepped towards the bus, the doors to the bus opened releasing a thick mist of fresh air in Mama's face. Mama got on the bus and said to the driver:
"Excuse me, ma'am. My son needs to ride the bus to school."
The bus driver looked at Mama sternly and said:
"Your kind is not welcome on this bus!"
Mama looked at the bus driver and said, patiently:
"Please, ma'am. I just need you to drive him to and from sch---"
The bus driver interrupted Mama and said:
"He's not allowed on the bus! What part of that don't you understand? He's better off dead! GO BACK TO THE JUNGLE WHERE YOU BELONG!"
Mama, out of anger and sheer rage, punched the bus driver in the face and yelled:
"Now look! ALL I WANT YOU TO DO IS TO TAKE MY SON TO AND FROM SCHOOL AND FOR YOU TO NEVER, IN YOUR LIFE THAT YOU SO PITIFULLY LIVE, DISRESPECT MY CHILD IN FRONT OF ME EVER! NOW, LET HIM GET ON THIS BUS AND YOU DRIVE HIM TO SCHOOL OR I SWEAR 'FORE ALMIGHTY GOD, I WILL SHOW YOU HOW WE DO IT IN THE JUNGLE! YOU HEAR ME?"
The bus driver, filled with paranoid, nodded her head cooperatively. Mama got off the bus, kissed Iesop on his forehead and Iesop got on the bus. He found a empty seat in the middle of the bus and sat down. He looked out the window and saw his mother waving at him from outside. He smiled and waved back at her. The bus began to move and headed down the street. The bus driver drove 2 blocks down Freednick Ave into 45th Street where two white men were waiting. The doors to the bus opened and they walked on. One of the men sat at the front of the bus while the other one looked at Iesop and said:
"Get up!"
Iesop, scared out of his mind said:
"Wha-Wh-Wh-Wha-Wha-What?"
The man said, again:
"I said "GET UP!"
Iesop said:
"N-N-o-o-o-NO!"
The man said, once again with a sense of animosity:
"Get up now!"
Then a voice from the back of the bus said:
"HEY!"
Everyone except the driver looked back and saw a black man get up from his seat and walk towards the man. The black man said to the white man:
"That's enough, Todd. Now, leave him alone!"
Todd said:
"Or what, Cliff?"
Cliff extended his fist back and said:
"THIS!"
He punched Todd right in his chest and Todd struck Cliff right in his nose, bruising it. Then a fight broke out between the two! Then a white man from the front got up from his seat to help Todd fight Cliff and a black man from the back got up from his seat to help Cliff fight Todd. And it wasn't until the whole bus was fighting each other. The black men were fighting the white men and the white men were fighting the black men. Iesop got on the floor and watched everything happen right in front of him, trying not to become involved. Everything turned into utter mayhem in a matter of minutes and out of the blue, Todd brought out a Molotov, used his lighter to set the rag inside the bottle on fire and threw it on the ground, setting the bus on fire. Everyone was now screaming shrieks of agony and pain. People on the bus were either on fire, bleeding out, crawling on the floor trying to reach the door, dead from 2nd or 3rd degree burns to major arteries, etc. Iesop was unaffected by the blast yet scrambled to his feet at the horror that he witnessed on the bus. He looked around and saw Todd on the floor with burns and major wounds on his legs, hands, face and body. He yelled out:
"DIE! DIE! ALL OF YOU COONS! YOU CAN ALL BURN IN HELL! HA HA HA HA!" Then he started coughing, gasped for air and died in his own blood.
Then Iesop looked back and saw Cliff on the ground also, badly damaged and in severe condition. Iesop went over to Cliff and said:
"NO! Don't die on me, man! Stay with me! Stay with me!"
Cliff said, weakened by the flames that bar-be-cued his lungs:
"No." *coughs* "You...child of God...must live for me. Goodbye...*coughs*...gentle creature. See you on the other...*coughs*...s...ide."
He took his last breath of air and closed his eyes ever so peacefully and was no more. Iesop cried as he stood over the body of his deceased friend. Iesop made his way to the emergency door which was partially destroyed in the blast. He pushed the door aside and got off of the singed bus that was now burned metal and roasted leather. He walked down the street and continued his journey to school. As he was walking down the street, a black mastiff spotted him and walked towards him with a vicious look in his eyes and foam covering the surface of his mouth. He growled at Iesop and barked wildly. Iesop, terrified and defenseless, did the only thing that he could think of---he ran. He ran as fast as he could through the neighborhood with the dog chasing behind him. Iesop started throwing down trash cans to slow the dog down, but it didn't work. Iesop hopped over fence after fence after fence, but the dog burst through the fences like it was water. Iesop continued to run for his life, feeling winded and out of breath when suddenly, the dog got his foot stuck in a hole that was dug in the street. Iesop looked at the dog struggling and whimpering to get out of the hole, but it was no use. It was stuck in the hole and all Iesop did was give off a sigh of relief and took a breath of fresh air. He walked to school with the bit of energy he had left in his body, hoping that there were no more dangerous surprises waiting for him.
As he walked towards his school, he saw that the entire student body was fighting against the police. Iesop went over to a student that was serving as a witness and asked:
"What's goin' on, man?"
The boy said:
"The police killed Robert!"
Then he pointed to his body that was laying on the sidewalk. His white suit and tie was coated in his own red blood and he was swimming in his own blood. Iesop watched with severe anxiety in his eyes the horrible violence that spewed out. Iesop's classmates were getting beaten by the cops, sprayed with hoses, bitten by their guard dogs, choked or they were watching like Iesop was. At that moment, Iesop had enough energy in his body to do one more thing. He spotted a megaphone by one of the squad cars, went over, picked it up, jumped on top of the squad car and said through the microphone:
"EVERYBODY STOP!"
Everyone stopped fighting and looked directly at Iesop. Iesop said through the megaphone:
"What are we doing? Why are we fighting each other? Why can't we love each other? Why can't you all understand that fighting isn't going to bring Robert back? It just creates a cycle of hatred that will last forever! There are some things worth fighting for and this is not it! We don't need to fight; we need to forgive!"
One of the boys stood up and said:
"NO! I refuse to forgive them! NOT AFTER WHAT THEY DID TO ROBERT! HE WAS MY BEST FRIEND AND THEY KILLED HIM FOR NO REASON! HE DIDN'T NEED TO DIE, BUT THESE HEARTLESS BASTARDS KILLED HIM! THEY THINK THAT JUST BECAUSE THEY HAVE A BADGE AND A GUN THAT THEY CAN KILL ANYONE THEY WANT! WELL, I HAD ENOUGH! WHO'S WITH ME?
Every black person on that street yelled:
"YEAH!"
Iesop said through the microphone:
"My brothers! I understand that you are upset at the loss of Robert, but he wouldn't have wanted you to fight against the police just to avenge his death!"
Then another boy yelled:
"YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT ROBERT WANTED! YOU'RE NOT ROBERT! HE WOULD'VE WANTED US TO GET THE POLICE LIKE THEY GOT HIM!"
Everyone cheered:
"YEAH!"
Iesop said through the microphone:
"No, you're wrong! He would've wanted us to live our lives! Also, to have him in our hearts and in our minds. We need to prevent this time of thing from happening to future generations of African-American males and females! Say it with me! IN-CREASE THE PEACE! IN-CREASE THE PEACE! IN-CREASE THE PEACE!"
One black male stood up and said:
"In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace!"
Then two more black kids and a police officer said:
"In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace!"
Then it wasn't until everyone on the street, whether they were in the fight or not, started chanting:
"In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace! In-crease the peace!"
*Well, I hope everyone enjoyed the story! And now, I have a little message to share with everyone!*
*Know that we may be of different colors, backgrounds, religions, ethnicities, cultures, but there is only one race and that's the HUMAN RACE!*
-Jaylon
*Also, don't forget to use Jay-Search! It's a lot of fun to use!*
Monday, November 11, 2013
Life
It's a wonderful thing to live. It's the most precious thing to be blessed with. It's the one thing that most people, no matter who you are, take for granted. People really don't seem to understand what a joy it is to be alive. To have a life with other people. To express your true and ultimate potential with the rest of the world. To upgrade and blossom from your previous form into a benevolent figure of grace and tranquil beauty. To take a breath. To dream. To imagine. To invent something. To kiss a member of the opposite sex. To walk. To smell a flower. To plant a garden. To ride a bike. To drive or learn how to drive. To learn period. To live life with a significant other. To smile. To brighten someone's day. To make someone else smile. To encourage someone to be better than the day before. To love someone. To have someone love you. To be able to walk with that person. To be able to talk. To be able to breathe. To be able to touch. To be able to see. To be able to hear. To be able to think. To be able to read and write. To climb a tree. To build a tree house. To go on a trip with friends and family. To spend time with your family and friends. To be able to meet someone new. To visit faraway places. To live your dreams. To make a person or people laugh. To be told by another person how much you made their day. To jump up and down enthusiastically. To do cartwheels and somersaults in your front yard just to do it. To enjoy an ice cream with a buddy. To go to public outings or events with your friend. To help out a neighbor. To play games. To go fishing. To go hiking. Skydiving. Out to the park to play football or to the court to play basketball or to the field to play baseball. To make homemade videos. To take a picture. To be in a picture. To listen to music. To write a story. To tell a story. To write a book. To read a book. (Like mine for example! Scroll down to the bottom of the blog). To sing a song. To make people happy while singing that song. To use your God-given talents to show others what you're capable of doing. To give others to look forward to in this life besides living. To make life so much easier instead of so disastrous and painful. To see 18. To see 30. Heck, to live long enough to see 100! What I want you all to understand is that life is not something to take lightly. Instead of being upset or angry with one another, realize what's bigger. The situation...or the fact that you wasted a large amount of your life fighting over something that could've easily been resolved. Instead of fighting each other, stop and realize that you may end someone else's life. Instead of wasting your life doing whatever, realize what you're throwing away. CREATE A BETTER LIFE FOR NOT ONLY ME, BUT FOR YOU, YOUR CHILDREN, YOUR FRIENDS AND FAMILY! CREATE A BETTER PLACE FOR FUTURE GENERATIONS OF PEOPLE! CREATE A BETTER FUTURE OR A BETTER WORLD! But that all starts when you have enough strength to put down the gun or the drugs or the pills that you shouldn't overdose on or the rope you plan to hang yourself with or the intention of jumping off a bridge or the knife you plan to cut yourself with. These are the people who take life for granted. Don't be like these people. Sure it may be hard, but you go to understand...it gets better. LOVE LIFE. ENJOY LIFE. VALUE IT. MOST OF ALL, ENJOY IT!
-Jaylon
-Jaylon
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
Jay-Search
Hey, everyone! I just thought that I would introduce everyone to something new. It's my new search engine that I designed called Jay-Search. With Jay-Search, you can be able to search anything you want and you can also look up posts from my blog that you like to read or share with others. So, give it a shot! You might like what you find!
-Jaylon
-Jaylon
Sunday, November 3, 2013
A Halloween Story
Hey, everyone! It's me, Jaylon. I understand that Halloween was over like 3 days ago, but I still got a little Halloween spirit in me so I'm going to tell you all a little Halloween story. It's about a party gone horribly wrong! It starts off like this!
There was a boy named Kleece who, all his life, wanted to be accepted by the popular kids at his local high school. Well, it isn't until one of the popular kids hosts a Halloween party at this haunted mansion that Kleece's life totally changes forever. One of the popular kids, Trudy, who was a bright honors student, started handing out invitations to random people in the hallway. Kleece waited by his locker, hoping that Trudy would notice him. She didn't. Instead, she saw him, looked straight at him, eye socket meeting eye socket and walked away. Kleece caught up to her and said:
"Hey Trudy. It seems that you forgot my invitation."
Trudy gave a quick chuckle and said:
"No I didn't. If I didn't give you an invitation, it should tell you something."
Kleece said, confusingly:
"Well, what should it tell me because I have absolutely no idea!
Trudy said, slightly aggravated:
"It means that I don't want you there! That's what it means! I handed invitations to people that I wanted to be at my party so do yourself a favor and get lost!"
Tracy walked away from the hallway and into her 2nd period Math class. Kleece, feeling upset at being rejected by one of the most popular girls in school devises a plan on how to exact his revenge on Trudy and the rest of the popular kids. He went into a nearby clothing store and bought a Grim Reaper costume. When he got home, he found a large pole and connected a long, sharp blade at the end of it to make his "scythe". He got into his car and drove to the haunted house where the party was going to be held. He also brought a lighter with him for the big finale. By the time Kleece came to the house, there were cars parked in front of the house with loud music blasting from the shattered windows of the house, making the wood fall from the ceiling. Kleece got out of his car and made way to the front steps.
There was a usher at the front door of the house that let people in only if you were actually invited to the party. The usher said:
"Name?"
Kleece said:
"The Grim Reaper."
The usher was flipping through pages while saying "Reaper" continuously. Then he replied with:
"You're not on the list!"
Kleece said:
"Let me in!"
The usher said:
"You're not on the list, sir! Now, back away before I call security!"
Kleece picked up the scythe that he constructed and swung at the usher's head, decapitating him. He walks further into the house to see partygoers dancing all around the house, hanging out with friends, partying, etc. Kleece made his way into the living room of the house and said:
"All of you are going to die tonight!"
Everyone in the building turned quiet and started laughing at Kleece. They started making fun of his costume, his mask, his robe, whatever. All of that hate and negative energy infuriated him to the point where he unleashed into a rampage. He grabbed his scythe and started swinging at people. Everyone in the building's laughs turned into screams of terror and they started to leave the building. Kleece swung at a boy's neck, cut his throat and he died. He swung at a girl's leg and she was crawling to the front door, groaning in agony. He started slicing through people as if they were sheets of paper being ripped. Trudy ran straight for the back door. She tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. Kleece walked slowly to the basement where Trudy was trying to get the door open. She started screaming and panicking! She screamed:
"AAAAHHHHH!!!!! PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO YOU!"
Kleece stopped, looked directly at Trudy, took his mask off and said, in a devious tone of voice:
"Oh, you didn't, didn't you?"
Trudy, realized that it's Kleece said:
"You're that kid from the hallway!"
Kleece said, insanely enthusiastic:
"And you're that girl that's going to die!"
Kleece picked up his scythe, took a swing towards Trudy's head while Trudy released a frightful scream of terror from her vocal chords. Kleece looked upon the body of Trudy, grabbed her head, went upstairs to where everyone was at and said:
"This is what happens when you leave me out of things!
A girl screamed:
"Oh my god, TRUDY! (crying) OH MY GOD! WHY?!!!"
Everyone shrieked in horror after seeing the sight of Trudy's head in Kleece's blood-filled hand. Everyone ran away from the house, got in their cars and left the house. Kleece was now standing in a pool of blood that came from Trudy's head and the lifeless bodies of kids he recently murdered. He unattached the blade from his "scythe" and mounted Trudy's head on the wall. He picked up the pole, set the pole on fire, dropped the pole and lighter on the living room floor and walked out of the house, watching it burn to cinders by the fiery hands of evil.
Happy Halloween! :)
-Jaylon
There was a boy named Kleece who, all his life, wanted to be accepted by the popular kids at his local high school. Well, it isn't until one of the popular kids hosts a Halloween party at this haunted mansion that Kleece's life totally changes forever. One of the popular kids, Trudy, who was a bright honors student, started handing out invitations to random people in the hallway. Kleece waited by his locker, hoping that Trudy would notice him. She didn't. Instead, she saw him, looked straight at him, eye socket meeting eye socket and walked away. Kleece caught up to her and said:
"Hey Trudy. It seems that you forgot my invitation."
Trudy gave a quick chuckle and said:
"No I didn't. If I didn't give you an invitation, it should tell you something."
Kleece said, confusingly:
"Well, what should it tell me because I have absolutely no idea!
Trudy said, slightly aggravated:
"It means that I don't want you there! That's what it means! I handed invitations to people that I wanted to be at my party so do yourself a favor and get lost!"
Tracy walked away from the hallway and into her 2nd period Math class. Kleece, feeling upset at being rejected by one of the most popular girls in school devises a plan on how to exact his revenge on Trudy and the rest of the popular kids. He went into a nearby clothing store and bought a Grim Reaper costume. When he got home, he found a large pole and connected a long, sharp blade at the end of it to make his "scythe". He got into his car and drove to the haunted house where the party was going to be held. He also brought a lighter with him for the big finale. By the time Kleece came to the house, there were cars parked in front of the house with loud music blasting from the shattered windows of the house, making the wood fall from the ceiling. Kleece got out of his car and made way to the front steps.
There was a usher at the front door of the house that let people in only if you were actually invited to the party. The usher said:
"Name?"
Kleece said:
"The Grim Reaper."
The usher was flipping through pages while saying "Reaper" continuously. Then he replied with:
"You're not on the list!"
Kleece said:
"Let me in!"
The usher said:
"You're not on the list, sir! Now, back away before I call security!"
Kleece picked up the scythe that he constructed and swung at the usher's head, decapitating him. He walks further into the house to see partygoers dancing all around the house, hanging out with friends, partying, etc. Kleece made his way into the living room of the house and said:
"All of you are going to die tonight!"
Everyone in the building turned quiet and started laughing at Kleece. They started making fun of his costume, his mask, his robe, whatever. All of that hate and negative energy infuriated him to the point where he unleashed into a rampage. He grabbed his scythe and started swinging at people. Everyone in the building's laughs turned into screams of terror and they started to leave the building. Kleece swung at a boy's neck, cut his throat and he died. He swung at a girl's leg and she was crawling to the front door, groaning in agony. He started slicing through people as if they were sheets of paper being ripped. Trudy ran straight for the back door. She tried to open the door, but it wouldn't budge. Kleece walked slowly to the basement where Trudy was trying to get the door open. She started screaming and panicking! She screamed:
"AAAAHHHHH!!!!! PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO YOU!"
Kleece stopped, looked directly at Trudy, took his mask off and said, in a devious tone of voice:
"Oh, you didn't, didn't you?"
Trudy, realized that it's Kleece said:
"You're that kid from the hallway!"
Kleece said, insanely enthusiastic:
"And you're that girl that's going to die!"
Kleece picked up his scythe, took a swing towards Trudy's head while Trudy released a frightful scream of terror from her vocal chords. Kleece looked upon the body of Trudy, grabbed her head, went upstairs to where everyone was at and said:
"This is what happens when you leave me out of things!
A girl screamed:
"Oh my god, TRUDY! (crying) OH MY GOD! WHY?!!!"
Everyone shrieked in horror after seeing the sight of Trudy's head in Kleece's blood-filled hand. Everyone ran away from the house, got in their cars and left the house. Kleece was now standing in a pool of blood that came from Trudy's head and the lifeless bodies of kids he recently murdered. He unattached the blade from his "scythe" and mounted Trudy's head on the wall. He picked up the pole, set the pole on fire, dropped the pole and lighter on the living room floor and walked out of the house, watching it burn to cinders by the fiery hands of evil.
Happy Halloween! :)
-Jaylon
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Thursday, October 17, 2013
My Cherie Amour
If you read my book, you would know that I would have a lot of these that I feel within my heart and soul to be the one for me, but they never are. But I would always be the type of person to care about the girl when they don't care for me. Love her when she doesn't love me. Give when she doesn't give to me. Appreciate her when she doesn't me or herself. You know, the good Samaritans that girls push to the side for the idiot that shows blatant disregard for the women's feelings and treats her like dirt. (Girls post...check it out)! But what I want to talk about is my ideal woman. The woman that I believe within my heart and soul makes me feel whole. The woman that makes me feel alive! The woman that makes me feel good about September 30th, 1995! She helps me truly understand! What it means to be a man! When I fall, she takes my hand. She picks me up so that I can stand! She is the one that I live for! I love my sweet Cherie Amour!
The woman that I want has to love me for me
Not for materialistic objects, jewelry or money
The one for me must stand on her own 2 feet
My divine queen shall have so much beauty
The woman that I want needs to be friendly
A lovable face and a brilliant personality
Intelligence is the key for my beauty queen
For we would be the most creative beings in the whole galaxy
The woman for me must love herself
For she is my sweet and wondrous mademoiselle
This is the woman that I would like to kiss me
And not be like those other ones that dissed me
My Cherie Amour
From her hair to her voice
From her lips to her face
To her interest in boys
I would love this girl
From day in to day out
I would show this girl
What it means to be a real spouse
Because even though I tried and tried
To find that girl that shall be mine
I would always end up being blind
To the girl that is so fine
She would play with my true feelings
That actually had so much true meaning
She would reject me on the spot
And this was a girl that was real hot
But no matter how hard I get brought down
I will always be around
Because I know since my D.O.B.
That God has a big plan for me
Because I know and I am sure
That my woman will be strong and pure
I want her to love me for rich or for poor
My beautiful and everlasting Cherie Amour
-Jaylon
The woman that I want has to love me for me
Not for materialistic objects, jewelry or money
The one for me must stand on her own 2 feet
My divine queen shall have so much beauty
The woman that I want needs to be friendly
A lovable face and a brilliant personality
Intelligence is the key for my beauty queen
For we would be the most creative beings in the whole galaxy
The woman for me must love herself
For she is my sweet and wondrous mademoiselle
This is the woman that I would like to kiss me
And not be like those other ones that dissed me
My Cherie Amour
From her hair to her voice
From her lips to her face
To her interest in boys
I would love this girl
From day in to day out
I would show this girl
What it means to be a real spouse
Because even though I tried and tried
To find that girl that shall be mine
I would always end up being blind
To the girl that is so fine
She would play with my true feelings
That actually had so much true meaning
She would reject me on the spot
And this was a girl that was real hot
But no matter how hard I get brought down
I will always be around
Because I know since my D.O.B.
That God has a big plan for me
Because I know and I am sure
That my woman will be strong and pure
I want her to love me for rich or for poor
My beautiful and everlasting Cherie Amour
-Jaylon
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Time
You know this beautiful thing called time that we have? This periodic spectrum of life that determines how long the universe was created, how long humans have evolved and how long humans have been on this Earth? The one thing that we wish we could change at times when we create disastrous incidents based on our thoughtless actions that have no positive resolution towards them. The one thing that people often take for granted because there will come another day that will replace the day that already ran its course. Now I just want everyone that reads this to understand how immense time is. We only have so little of it left. We need to cherish the time that we have while it's good and pure. That's why everyone should spend every minute, every second meaningful and worthwhile and valuable. Do the things that you love to do every single day and enjoy doing what you're doing. Love yourself as well as life because you only have one time to enjoy the magnificent. Sure, we have hard "times" now and then, but we need to understand that nothing lasts forever. That's why we need to treat everyday like it's the last day of our lives. Now, there was a boy that I knew that treated every day that he lived as if it was the last day that he had left. He smiled every day, made it a mission to make at least one person and devoted his life to having fun every single day of his life. He was always helping someone or giving to someone or sharing his time, his materialistic objects, whatever he had in his possession to satisfy that one person or group of people. He was a true symbol of how life should be approached, how it should be attained, how each minute should be spent, how it should be shared, and more importantly, how time should be...stored.
-Jaylon
-Jaylon
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Dancing
I've been doing this since I was 4. When I was young, my mom would always be playing music on her stereo and I just had to dance to it. I remember when I would do this spin that my mom would call the "Michael Jackson twist". Now, for some reason, when I was young, I always thought Michael Jackson was a big, large black dude. (Boy, was I wrong)! Anyway, I was always doing that spin! My mom would always say to me "Jaylon, do the Michael Jackson twist!" And I would do the spin! But I started doing more than just the twist. I was learning more dance moves at a rapid pace based on how much I loved to dance. Every cookout I was at, I was dancing. Every time my family started dancing to a song that played on her stereo, I was dancing with him. Every time a new song came out on the radio, I was doing whatever it was out there! (This was when I was young, like age 4, so I'm not contradicting myself)!
But the one thing that I remember was every time I heard the cha-cha slide, ...it was over! I would go off to the point where I ran the whole song with an iron fist! I would dance to the song, but put my own spin on the dance moves! I love every part of that song! Parts 1, 2,3, all the way to infinity! It really didn't matter as long as that one specific song came blazing out of someone's speakers! No matter where I may be!
As I got older, it just got worse! (In a good way)! When I started listening to Michael Jackson, ...you couldn't touch me! I was on a whole 'nother level when it came to dance then! I was memorized and practicing every single last dance move that MJ did! It took me weeks to figure out how he performed the moonwalk and the Smooth Criminal dance routine! I was just goin' off! And like I said previously, I was always putting my own spin on his moves! I was watching pretty much everything that he did because I wanted to move as slick and as smooth as he did! Even when he died, I played Michael Jackson: The Experience and went off on that! I felt that the way I was playing, I was working out and dancing at the same time! Every day I would always be dancing! Every move that I make would be a dance move! Whether I'm walking, turning a corner or turning around or walking backwards (moonwalking time), that's just how I move! I love the flow of how my legs communicate with music! It's just amazing! Music and legs are a beautiful couple and I prove that phrase to be 100% written in stone true! I love you all and thank you for letting me share one of my passions!
-Jaylon
Hold up... I have a little treat for everyone! My friend, who calls himself Lyrical Blaze, has started a Facebook page all about him dancing and expressing his love of dance. Now, I wanted everyone to share in the finesse of his moves and get lost in his moves! Hope you all like it and like his Lyrical Blaze Facebook Page!
But the one thing that I remember was every time I heard the cha-cha slide, ...it was over! I would go off to the point where I ran the whole song with an iron fist! I would dance to the song, but put my own spin on the dance moves! I love every part of that song! Parts 1, 2,3, all the way to infinity! It really didn't matter as long as that one specific song came blazing out of someone's speakers! No matter where I may be!
As I got older, it just got worse! (In a good way)! When I started listening to Michael Jackson, ...you couldn't touch me! I was on a whole 'nother level when it came to dance then! I was memorized and practicing every single last dance move that MJ did! It took me weeks to figure out how he performed the moonwalk and the Smooth Criminal dance routine! I was just goin' off! And like I said previously, I was always putting my own spin on his moves! I was watching pretty much everything that he did because I wanted to move as slick and as smooth as he did! Even when he died, I played Michael Jackson: The Experience and went off on that! I felt that the way I was playing, I was working out and dancing at the same time! Every day I would always be dancing! Every move that I make would be a dance move! Whether I'm walking, turning a corner or turning around or walking backwards (moonwalking time), that's just how I move! I love the flow of how my legs communicate with music! It's just amazing! Music and legs are a beautiful couple and I prove that phrase to be 100% written in stone true! I love you all and thank you for letting me share one of my passions!
-Jaylon
Hold up... I have a little treat for everyone! My friend, who calls himself Lyrical Blaze, has started a Facebook page all about him dancing and expressing his love of dance. Now, I wanted everyone to share in the finesse of his moves and get lost in his moves! Hope you all like it and like his Lyrical Blaze Facebook Page!
Sunday, October 6, 2013
My Saturday Morning Walk
On October 5, 2013, I got up at 6:00 in the morning because I was going to do a radio interview on a local radio station for the Autism Hope Center in Columbus, GA. The walk actually took place at Hardaway High School's track field and the radio station had a tent set up right next to the field. My mom and I were there to promote the book and have a good time supporting the cause of autism. (The type of autism that I have is PDD-NOS). Anyway, when we got there, we looked around and saw all of the things that were available for people to do. There was a coloring section, a table that gave away all sorts of toys, gadgets and accessories which were all blue to symbolize autism. I thought that was neat! Then, I met this beautiful girl who was there to volunteer, so I go over there and "introduced myself." I started making her laugh and whatnot and we started talking. After we finished, she did her thing and I did mine with my mother. Before we started the walk, everyone heard the announcer talking about the statistics of autism and the history of the Autism Hope Center. When he was done, there was a woman who sang the "Star-Spangled Banner." After she finished, the walk started. We walked around four good times and I looked around and I observed all of the mothers, fathers, relatives who were there supporting their family members with autism or themselves. I also think about the love and strength that all of these people have for others with autism. (Because think about it! All of these could've gave up on their child or relative because of how hard the disorder is on the candidates). Seeing everyone there with smiles on their faces that day pretty much made my morning.
My mother thought that it would be a good idea if I volunteered at the event. Since I was looking for something to pass the time of waiting until I spoke on the radio, I looked for the volunteer sheet. I had to be redirected to different people to finally get to the volunteer sheet. Fortunately, I met a woman with the sign-up sheet and signed my name. I was given a sticker and told to see if the water tank needed help. (Oh, yes they did!) I mean, they weren't doing anything wrong. It's just how they got the water to the people. People would have to walk around the track and walk to the cooler to get a bottle of water. (And I'm thinking "What if the people are tired from walking around?") So, what I did was, I got 2 water bottles, walked around the field and asked people if they needed a bottle of ice cold water. (Of course people wanted water! We were walking around the track in the blazing heat!) Well, you know what they say! "You got to give the people what they want!" Just as I was about to make my 2nd round with 4 water bottles, my mom told me that I was about to speak on the radio.
I made my way to the radio station tent and before I spoke, a mother with a 6-year old autistic son talked about her story and how in the past, she was denied coverage to receive medical help for her autistic child by numerous medical offices. She then discussed how she talked to the CEO of her medical provider about this matter and because she did, she was able to get coverage for her child and now, coverage was available to every single family in the Columbus, GA region who suffers from autism. After she was done, I started talking. First, of course, I started talking about my book. when it was released, what it's about and where people can buy it. (On my blog!) Also, there was a flyer in front of me about returning prayer back into school and that's when I started "droppin' science." I informed everyone that was circled around the tent and the people who were listening on the radio about my feelings on prayer in school, what it would mean to have prayer and the fact that "under God" wasn't added to the Pledge of Allegiance until 1958. I started getting positive reactions from everyone that was there at the time and I received the best news of the whole day! My mom got a call from the radio station saying that they wanted me to do a 30-minute segment directed on how I can uplift teens and turn them into positive individuals of society. I thought "Are you serious?! My own show?!! That's amazing!" That was God blessing me with an opportunity that I felt extremely privileged to have and I was going to have a good experience doing it! I guess that's what happens when you don't give up hope, you don't accept defeat and you wait your turn. Good things come to those who wait and apparently, this is proof that it can happen. Just be patient and believe.
-Jaylon
My mother thought that it would be a good idea if I volunteered at the event. Since I was looking for something to pass the time of waiting until I spoke on the radio, I looked for the volunteer sheet. I had to be redirected to different people to finally get to the volunteer sheet. Fortunately, I met a woman with the sign-up sheet and signed my name. I was given a sticker and told to see if the water tank needed help. (Oh, yes they did!) I mean, they weren't doing anything wrong. It's just how they got the water to the people. People would have to walk around the track and walk to the cooler to get a bottle of water. (And I'm thinking "What if the people are tired from walking around?") So, what I did was, I got 2 water bottles, walked around the field and asked people if they needed a bottle of ice cold water. (Of course people wanted water! We were walking around the track in the blazing heat!) Well, you know what they say! "You got to give the people what they want!" Just as I was about to make my 2nd round with 4 water bottles, my mom told me that I was about to speak on the radio.
I made my way to the radio station tent and before I spoke, a mother with a 6-year old autistic son talked about her story and how in the past, she was denied coverage to receive medical help for her autistic child by numerous medical offices. She then discussed how she talked to the CEO of her medical provider about this matter and because she did, she was able to get coverage for her child and now, coverage was available to every single family in the Columbus, GA region who suffers from autism. After she was done, I started talking. First, of course, I started talking about my book. when it was released, what it's about and where people can buy it. (On my blog!) Also, there was a flyer in front of me about returning prayer back into school and that's when I started "droppin' science." I informed everyone that was circled around the tent and the people who were listening on the radio about my feelings on prayer in school, what it would mean to have prayer and the fact that "under God" wasn't added to the Pledge of Allegiance until 1958. I started getting positive reactions from everyone that was there at the time and I received the best news of the whole day! My mom got a call from the radio station saying that they wanted me to do a 30-minute segment directed on how I can uplift teens and turn them into positive individuals of society. I thought "Are you serious?! My own show?!! That's amazing!" That was God blessing me with an opportunity that I felt extremely privileged to have and I was going to have a good experience doing it! I guess that's what happens when you don't give up hope, you don't accept defeat and you wait your turn. Good things come to those who wait and apparently, this is proof that it can happen. Just be patient and believe.
-Jaylon
Sunday, September 29, 2013
Happy Birthday
On September 30, 1995, I was born. In Chicago. The South Side. One of the most dangerous cities in the United States. It was so dangerous that now, it's commonly referred to as "CHIRAQ". In exactly 12:01 Monday morning, it will mark the 18th anniversary of my birth. A special day to the boy that went through so much and came out a BOSS! I will be 18 and in the eyes of the law, an adult. New things will be happening in my life that I believe will benefit my life greatly. My 18th birthday means a new beginning, a fresh start into life, the dawning of an upgraded "me". I finally made it! I made it to the one place where so many people wish they could reach! I reached the milestone. A major milestone. I will be a man! A real man! I can't express how I feel enough to each and every one of you all that reads this post! For now, I just want to share with everyone my joy, my excitement, my energy, my moment. I just wanted to spread not only the word, but the love. So, for my readers, what I want you to do is tell as many people as you know about my birthday. Make them understand the struggle of getting to this day was for me. How I didn't even think that I would make it. there's so many things that I want to share, but I don't think I can express it all in one post. All I can say is...
MAN, IT FEELS SO GOOD TO BE ME RIGHT NOW! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! 18! 18! 18! 18! 18! 18! WHOO WHOO WHOO WHOO! OW! WHOO! WHOO! WHOO! WHOO! YEAH! PEACE OUT!
-Jaylon
MAN, IT FEELS SO GOOD TO BE ME RIGHT NOW! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! 18! 18! 18! 18! 18! 18! WHOO WHOO WHOO WHOO! OW! WHOO! WHOO! WHOO! WHOO! YEAH! PEACE OUT!
-Jaylon
Thursday, September 12, 2013
Jaylon O'Neal
Yep! That's me! As black as can be! Showing all of you my autobiography! But...there's a story between that cover and back cover of that book! A book that tells a story of what's like to truly be "different" from everyone else. A story that tells of a young man that overcame a struggle so heartbreaking yet so raw that it just had to written for the world to see! But, there's one problem...the world doesn't know that much about it yet! People don't even know this book exists! (In my mind). And it was released on February 28, 2013! I started this blog for the sole purpose of trying to "SPREAD THE WORD" of this book that I have in my hand. I also have:
A Facebook Page for the book... (Like!)
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Autism-In-My-Own-Words/168254463330036
A Twitter Page... (Follow!)
https://twitter.com/JaylonONeal
A Google+ Page...(Add to circle)
https://plus.google.com/104638641267753659023/posts
Newspaper Article... (Read)
http://www.ledger-enquirer.com/2013/06/23/2549422/early-college-academy-of-columbus.html
My Blog (...do I even have to go on?!!)
...and this was all done by a 17-year old boy! Ok, let's be real! WHO CAN SAY THAT THEY WROTE A BOOK ABOUT THEIR LIFE AT 17 YEARS OLD? AND BE BLACK?!! COME ON, NOW! YOU KNOW YOU CAN'T BEAT THAT! I mean, my generation is constantly being looked at as the generation that's leaving this world to complete and utter calamity! Brothas sagging, droppin' out, being sent to jail, speakin' broken English, bein' disrespectful to authority, etc. To me, it's just chaos at its peak! It, to me, is going to get to the point where everything just stops and the universe implodes on itself based on all of the nonsense that it has to take for people to finally see that the people in this world made it into crap.*looks left and right* But that's why I'm here. To keep hope alive. To show others what happens when you believe in yourself. TO SHOW ALL PEOPLE THAT THE GOOD ONES ARE HERE AND PLAN TO STAND TOGETHER IN MAKING THE WORLD A BETTER PLACE! It all starts... with my book! Please...go get my book and take part of my story. Thank you and have a good night.
-Jaylon O'Neal
Monday, September 2, 2013
L.U.V. (Love UrselVes)
It's something that we all need to do.
It's something that we all can do.
It's something that would make the world a better place if we start doing more of.
Everyday, there would be some type of negativity in the world all because of a broken system of living, negative people or we don't have self-confidence within ourselves! If I truly loved myself as a person, then I wouldn't let any type of negativity break me! I wouldn't let anyone or anything get in my way of trying to live life to the fullest. I mean, I would see countless people on the news or hear stories about people who would commit suicide, kill innocent people or would lash out simply because someone's constantly teasing him/her or that person got out of a good relationship or simply because he/she didn't believe he/she wasn't good enough for the world! For the people that read this post, repeat after me:
"I AM HERE FOR A PURPOSE! I LOVE MYSELF! I HAVE A RIGHT TO LIVE! I AM SOMEBODY!"
Because let me tell you all something! There was a time when we were all in the fight of our lives! We were all in a race to live out of millions of other people! Only one person (or some times, more than one) was allowed access into this world. Everyone else would die. We should all be fortunate to be the ones that made it! Because, it could've been someone else! It didn't have to be you that lived! I'm sorry that I have to say it like that, but it's true! I mean, it kills me when someone commits suicide or has thoughts of committing suicide! It just sickens to hear the words enter my eardrums! A mind may be a terrible thing to waste but a life is the most horrible thing, out of all animate or inanimate things on this planet, to waste! LOVE THYSELF! Even if you feel that no one loves you, know this!
I LOVE YOU
-Jaylon
It's something that we all can do.
It's something that would make the world a better place if we start doing more of.
Everyday, there would be some type of negativity in the world all because of a broken system of living, negative people or we don't have self-confidence within ourselves! If I truly loved myself as a person, then I wouldn't let any type of negativity break me! I wouldn't let anyone or anything get in my way of trying to live life to the fullest. I mean, I would see countless people on the news or hear stories about people who would commit suicide, kill innocent people or would lash out simply because someone's constantly teasing him/her or that person got out of a good relationship or simply because he/she didn't believe he/she wasn't good enough for the world! For the people that read this post, repeat after me:
"I AM HERE FOR A PURPOSE! I LOVE MYSELF! I HAVE A RIGHT TO LIVE! I AM SOMEBODY!"
Because let me tell you all something! There was a time when we were all in the fight of our lives! We were all in a race to live out of millions of other people! Only one person (or some times, more than one) was allowed access into this world. Everyone else would die. We should all be fortunate to be the ones that made it! Because, it could've been someone else! It didn't have to be you that lived! I'm sorry that I have to say it like that, but it's true! I mean, it kills me when someone commits suicide or has thoughts of committing suicide! It just sickens to hear the words enter my eardrums! A mind may be a terrible thing to waste but a life is the most horrible thing, out of all animate or inanimate things on this planet, to waste! LOVE THYSELF! Even if you feel that no one loves you, know this!
I LOVE YOU
-Jaylon
Hey, everyone! I just created a Twitter account! Now, we can "Spread the Word" about "Autism: In My Own Words" on Twitter!
https://twitter.com/JaylonONeal
Follow me into the promised land (for those of you with Twitter accounts) and if you don't have one, make one! :) FOLLOW ME! I FOLLOW BACK! :) Also, a new post will be coming to my BlogSpot later on today! Just keep waiting, always love yourself and remember "Spread The Word"!
-Jaylon
https://twitter.com/JaylonONeal
Follow me into the promised land (for those of you with Twitter accounts) and if you don't have one, make one! :) FOLLOW ME! I FOLLOW BACK! :) Also, a new post will be coming to my BlogSpot later on today! Just keep waiting, always love yourself and remember "Spread The Word"!
-Jaylon
Monday, August 26, 2013
Books
Book (n)-a written work or composition that has been published
The one record of our history. The one vital importance on how we collect information. The entrance into another person's life, perspectives on life and their imagination. They teach us. They move us. They give us a refined, concrete example of how reality has personified our ability to tell a story whether fictitious or not. Books have been around in our lives since the beginning of time and have been written to preserve our history and to give future generations a glimpse on how life was in a previous generations. Readers can tell how or what a certain time period was like based on the writing, the events that happened in the story, the characters, their attire, vernacular, etc. One book, in particular, taught me a lot about life and about self-confidence, being yourself and also realizing what's more important in the long run. That book was Hill Harper's Letters To A Young Brother.
In Hill Harper's Letters To A Young Brother, Hill sends letters to a "young brother" describing various situations in the young man's life, goes in depth about life lessons that teenage youth would find beneficial to their lives and uses real-life advice and quotes from celebrities and close friends and family to address his position on a certain topic. My favorite topic that was discussed was Hill using the phrase "Money, Power and Respect" to his advantage, but instead of supporting that phrase; he switched the phrase around to "Power, Respect and Money" to explain to his audience how knowledge is power and should not be taken lightly when trying to pursue the career of your dreams.
Also, another discussed topic was the topic about girls and their desire for a "man". He related the story of how girls want a real man to girls wanting a real product at a shopping mall and not a cheap knock-off. That opened me up and encouraged me to continue the fight on being myself regardless of what others thought or said negatively on my behalf. Because it's never about what others believe or think! It's about what you believe and think! What do you think about yourself? What do you believe? I believe...that women are the greatest creatures ever created! I think about women every day of my life! I adore them! I love them! I also believe in being a free-spirit! I think about all the time in the past that was wasted caring about what others believed and not hearing the little voice that came from inside of me! That's why I devote every day of my life to make a difference in people's lives and more importantly, mine! It's people like Hill Harper that gives life a whole new beginning for people like me and for people who believed that life was over for them for whatever reason. Books give people the chance to escape from the reality that they currently take part of and enter the author's. Books give people a message. A powerful message no matter what it is. But no matter what, the most important message from any book should be...welcome to my world!
Autism: In My Own Words (come into my world)
-Jaylon
The one record of our history. The one vital importance on how we collect information. The entrance into another person's life, perspectives on life and their imagination. They teach us. They move us. They give us a refined, concrete example of how reality has personified our ability to tell a story whether fictitious or not. Books have been around in our lives since the beginning of time and have been written to preserve our history and to give future generations a glimpse on how life was in a previous generations. Readers can tell how or what a certain time period was like based on the writing, the events that happened in the story, the characters, their attire, vernacular, etc. One book, in particular, taught me a lot about life and about self-confidence, being yourself and also realizing what's more important in the long run. That book was Hill Harper's Letters To A Young Brother.
In Hill Harper's Letters To A Young Brother, Hill sends letters to a "young brother" describing various situations in the young man's life, goes in depth about life lessons that teenage youth would find beneficial to their lives and uses real-life advice and quotes from celebrities and close friends and family to address his position on a certain topic. My favorite topic that was discussed was Hill using the phrase "Money, Power and Respect" to his advantage, but instead of supporting that phrase; he switched the phrase around to "Power, Respect and Money" to explain to his audience how knowledge is power and should not be taken lightly when trying to pursue the career of your dreams.
Also, another discussed topic was the topic about girls and their desire for a "man". He related the story of how girls want a real man to girls wanting a real product at a shopping mall and not a cheap knock-off. That opened me up and encouraged me to continue the fight on being myself regardless of what others thought or said negatively on my behalf. Because it's never about what others believe or think! It's about what you believe and think! What do you think about yourself? What do you believe? I believe...that women are the greatest creatures ever created! I think about women every day of my life! I adore them! I love them! I also believe in being a free-spirit! I think about all the time in the past that was wasted caring about what others believed and not hearing the little voice that came from inside of me! That's why I devote every day of my life to make a difference in people's lives and more importantly, mine! It's people like Hill Harper that gives life a whole new beginning for people like me and for people who believed that life was over for them for whatever reason. Books give people the chance to escape from the reality that they currently take part of and enter the author's. Books give people a message. A powerful message no matter what it is. But no matter what, the most important message from any book should be...welcome to my world!
Autism: In My Own Words (come into my world)
-Jaylon
Thursday, August 22, 2013
Bullying
It never should've started. It needs to stop. It has claimed millions of lives everyday. It needs to end. And to the people that read my book, you would know exactly why!(And if you didn't, you should! Just scroll down to the bottom of my blog and click the picture of my book. ...And you can do the rest!) Bullying has an effect on everyone! It has people do things to themselves that they will later regret in life! No one is made of stone! Bullying hurts people. It's never okay to be a bully to anyone. It makes you shallow, pathetic and less of a person knowing that you need to destroy another person's confidence in his/her self in order to assert dominance over that person. But what I want to do for my readers in this post is something special. I'm going to tell a story. Not about me. I've already done that. (Scroll to the bottom of the screen, click pic,...). I'm going to tell a story about a friend that I knew that was a very special friend of mine. She (Yes, this is about a girl) was a wonderful girl that never did anything wrong to anyone. She was my best friend and I will always remember her for her beauty, her style and her love for people. Her name is Mandy.
Now Mandy was the new girl at Bundy High. She didn't know anyone so she was always eager to meet new people. She was walking down the hall and saw a group of girls talking about boys, Justin Bieber/1D, cheerleading, whatever. She goes up to the girls and says:
"Hi, my name is Mandy! What's yours?"
One of the girls came up to Mandy and said:
"Does it look like I give a f*** what your name is, b****?"
The girl walked away with her friends leaving poor Mary in the middle of the hallway, speechless and crying. Now I was walking down the hall listening to my music as always when I saw her. She looked so broken. Sitting on the middle of the floor in her own tears sobbing. I turned my MP3 player off, went over to her and said:
"Hey, what's the matter?"
She said, while crying;
"Th-this g-g-girl called me a b-b-b****! *crying*"
I held her close and said:
"It's okay. It's going to be alright. Haitin's (hatin') always been like that! But what she said to you shouldn't crush you! You are a wonderful girl and you're here for a reason!"
She looked at me and a smile came across her face with her makeup smeared across her eyes. She said with the sound of sadness still in her voice:
*sniffs*"I am?"
I said:
"Of course you are. You're beautiful. Now, dry those tears!"
She went into her purse, got a tissue and cleaned her face up. She looked at me as happy as she was when she walked in and said:
"Thank you. What's your name?"
I said:
"Jaylon."
She said:
"You have a nice name, Jaylon."
I said:
"Thank you."
We both walked the halls in opposite directions and went to our individual classes. The next day, Mandy met a guy named Mark. He was the quarterback of the boys' football team and the most popular kid in school. (Just like in every story, right?) Anyway, Mandy went up to Mark and said:
"Hi!"
Mark said:
"Hey, you're cute!"
Mandy laughed and said:
"Thanks! What's your name?"
Mark said:
"My name is Mark! How 'bout you?"
Mandy said:
"Mandy!"
Mark said:
"Listen, I'm having a football game this Friday. You should come!"
Mandy, so full of joy and energy, said:
"I'll be there!"
After that conversation, both Mark and Mandy walked away and she sent me a text!
*phone vibrates* *I look at my phone*
Mark just invited me to a football game! EEEEE!
*text back saying* "Have fun, but watch out for Haitin! She's on the cheerleading squad!"
*Mandy texts back saying* "I'm not afraid of Haitin. What's the worst that could happen? Plus Mark is playing! Friday is going to be the best day ever!"
FRIDAY
Mark and Mandy are driving to the football game in Mark's Jeep. Mark asks Mandy:
"How do you feel knowing that you're about to see a real star in action?"
Mandy said:
"AWESOME! WHOO! Give me a M-A-R...K-I-E! Go Markie! Yay!"
Mark laughed. He said:
"I see you're fired up!"
Mandy giggled and said:
"Well, of course! You're only the best football player there is!"
Mark said:
"I am?"
Mandy said:
"Yeah. Not to mention the cutest!"
Mark said:
"You're not too bad yourself! In fact..."
He parks the car in the school parking lot right next to the football field and they both made out. As they were making out, Haitin was at the field working on cheers for her squad. They were working on the pyramid routine and as the other cheerleaders were lifting Haitin at the top of the pyramid, she saw the whole thing! That's when she thought of a plan! She got all of the cheerleaders to make a cheer that was negatively directed at Mandy! She rounded all of the girls up in a straight line and said:
"Okay, girls! A little change in plans! We're going to do a whole new cheer!"
All of the girls exchanged confused looks and said:
"A whole new cheer?"
"What sense does that make?"
"Are you serious?"
Haitin said:
"Just follow my lead!"
The game started an hour later and Mandy was sitting in the front row watching the game start. Mandy thought about what that intimate moment in Mark's Jeep meant for her. She thought:
"OMG! That kiss was amazing! He's totally in love with me! OMG! I can tell that we're going to be in love forever and ever!"
Then, right when the game was about to start, Haitin got a megaphone and said:
"Wait! Everyone! My squad and I would like to do a little cheer that's dedicated to someone in the bleachers! Ready, girls?"
All of the girls replied with a:
"YEP!"
Haitin said:
"Ready! OK! S-L-*-*! What does that spell? MANDY! You stupid piece of trailer trash! You can't take our quarterback! Come on, everybody!"
Then, everyone stood up and said the cheer and looked right at Mandy as they said it!
"S-L-*-*! What does that spell? MANDY!"
Mandy started to cry, got up from the bleachers and ran away from the football field. She ran down the street as fast as she could, crying tears of pain! She got out her cell phone, sent me a text.
"Jaylen, I love you! I'll always love you and I'll always remember you! The pain is too much for me! I just can't go on any longer! XOXO FOREVER!"
*phone vibrates* *I see the message* *heart drops* I texted back saying:
"Mandy, what happened? Tell me! Please!"
*sits down on edge of bed* *cries* *turns on TV*
"And in local news, police are investigating the gruesome death of 16-year old Mandy Calbright. Witnesses say she jumped in front of a car that collided into a tree, thereby killing her and the driver. Police has declared this death a suicide and all that was left at the scene was a cell phone with the victim's last text making it known that she was going to commit suicide. But what we don't know was the victim's motive on what possessed her to take her own life. More details at 11."
*shuts TV off* *cries*
And that was the end of Mandy Calbright. My one true friend that I will forever hold close to me forever.
-Jaylon
Now Mandy was the new girl at Bundy High. She didn't know anyone so she was always eager to meet new people. She was walking down the hall and saw a group of girls talking about boys, Justin Bieber/1D, cheerleading, whatever. She goes up to the girls and says:
"Hi, my name is Mandy! What's yours?"
One of the girls came up to Mandy and said:
"Does it look like I give a f*** what your name is, b****?"
The girl walked away with her friends leaving poor Mary in the middle of the hallway, speechless and crying. Now I was walking down the hall listening to my music as always when I saw her. She looked so broken. Sitting on the middle of the floor in her own tears sobbing. I turned my MP3 player off, went over to her and said:
"Hey, what's the matter?"
She said, while crying;
"Th-this g-g-girl called me a b-b-b****! *crying*"
I held her close and said:
"It's okay. It's going to be alright. Haitin's (hatin') always been like that! But what she said to you shouldn't crush you! You are a wonderful girl and you're here for a reason!"
She looked at me and a smile came across her face with her makeup smeared across her eyes. She said with the sound of sadness still in her voice:
*sniffs*"I am?"
I said:
"Of course you are. You're beautiful. Now, dry those tears!"
She went into her purse, got a tissue and cleaned her face up. She looked at me as happy as she was when she walked in and said:
"Thank you. What's your name?"
I said:
"Jaylon."
She said:
"You have a nice name, Jaylon."
I said:
"Thank you."
We both walked the halls in opposite directions and went to our individual classes. The next day, Mandy met a guy named Mark. He was the quarterback of the boys' football team and the most popular kid in school. (Just like in every story, right?) Anyway, Mandy went up to Mark and said:
"Hi!"
Mark said:
"Hey, you're cute!"
Mandy laughed and said:
"Thanks! What's your name?"
Mark said:
"My name is Mark! How 'bout you?"
Mandy said:
"Mandy!"
Mark said:
"Listen, I'm having a football game this Friday. You should come!"
Mandy, so full of joy and energy, said:
"I'll be there!"
After that conversation, both Mark and Mandy walked away and she sent me a text!
*phone vibrates* *I look at my phone*
Mark just invited me to a football game! EEEEE!
*text back saying* "Have fun, but watch out for Haitin! She's on the cheerleading squad!"
*Mandy texts back saying* "I'm not afraid of Haitin. What's the worst that could happen? Plus Mark is playing! Friday is going to be the best day ever!"
FRIDAY
Mark and Mandy are driving to the football game in Mark's Jeep. Mark asks Mandy:
"How do you feel knowing that you're about to see a real star in action?"
Mandy said:
"AWESOME! WHOO! Give me a M-A-R...K-I-E! Go Markie! Yay!"
Mark laughed. He said:
"I see you're fired up!"
Mandy giggled and said:
"Well, of course! You're only the best football player there is!"
Mark said:
"I am?"
Mandy said:
"Yeah. Not to mention the cutest!"
Mark said:
"You're not too bad yourself! In fact..."
He parks the car in the school parking lot right next to the football field and they both made out. As they were making out, Haitin was at the field working on cheers for her squad. They were working on the pyramid routine and as the other cheerleaders were lifting Haitin at the top of the pyramid, she saw the whole thing! That's when she thought of a plan! She got all of the cheerleaders to make a cheer that was negatively directed at Mandy! She rounded all of the girls up in a straight line and said:
"Okay, girls! A little change in plans! We're going to do a whole new cheer!"
All of the girls exchanged confused looks and said:
"A whole new cheer?"
"What sense does that make?"
"Are you serious?"
Haitin said:
"Just follow my lead!"
The game started an hour later and Mandy was sitting in the front row watching the game start. Mandy thought about what that intimate moment in Mark's Jeep meant for her. She thought:
"OMG! That kiss was amazing! He's totally in love with me! OMG! I can tell that we're going to be in love forever and ever!"
Then, right when the game was about to start, Haitin got a megaphone and said:
"Wait! Everyone! My squad and I would like to do a little cheer that's dedicated to someone in the bleachers! Ready, girls?"
All of the girls replied with a:
"YEP!"
Haitin said:
"Ready! OK! S-L-*-*! What does that spell? MANDY! You stupid piece of trailer trash! You can't take our quarterback! Come on, everybody!"
Then, everyone stood up and said the cheer and looked right at Mandy as they said it!
"S-L-*-*! What does that spell? MANDY!"
Mandy started to cry, got up from the bleachers and ran away from the football field. She ran down the street as fast as she could, crying tears of pain! She got out her cell phone, sent me a text.
"Jaylen, I love you! I'll always love you and I'll always remember you! The pain is too much for me! I just can't go on any longer! XOXO FOREVER!"
*phone vibrates* *I see the message* *heart drops* I texted back saying:
"Mandy, what happened? Tell me! Please!"
*sits down on edge of bed* *cries* *turns on TV*
"And in local news, police are investigating the gruesome death of 16-year old Mandy Calbright. Witnesses say she jumped in front of a car that collided into a tree, thereby killing her and the driver. Police has declared this death a suicide and all that was left at the scene was a cell phone with the victim's last text making it known that she was going to commit suicide. But what we don't know was the victim's motive on what possessed her to take her own life. More details at 11."
*shuts TV off* *cries*
And that was the end of Mandy Calbright. My one true friend that I will forever hold close to me forever.
-Jaylon
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Ledger Enquirer
On May 30, 2013, I was about to finish my second to last day on high school for my junior year at Bundy High and I just wanted to be finished so summer vacation could start. Originally, I didn't want to come to school that day because I wasn't really feeling like going to school on the 2 last days of school, but I was told that I was going to be interviewed for the Ledger Enquirer about my book "Autism: In My Own Words". (http://www.amazon.com/Autism-In-My-Own-Words/dp/1481709208)
So I went because I would be a fool to waste the opportunity of having two eager reporters wanting, out of their own free will, to know the truth about why I chose to write the book, the type of impact that I wanted it to have and the people that I wanted to inspire while they read it.
Well, as I was waiting, my school was adding a new "tradition" to the school where they would put the students in "houses". They made 4 houses and every student had to draw a color card from a box. The color of the card you pulled represented the house that you would be put into. Sounded a little interesting, but wasn't really feeling it. Then, one of the staff members of Bundy High, Mr. Franklin, wanted me to come into the office because the reporter from the Ledger Enquirer finally arrived. He had to be the most kindest, blue-eyed saints that I met that day! He was telling me how it would be happy if I had a copy of my own book with me to be used in the interview (which I didn't have, but I remember my principal, Mrs. Farris, had a copy so I used her copy). We went to the library and we started talking about my book, my family, what made me want to write the book, how doctors and other people rejected the mess out of me, etc. Then, his photographer took pictures for the article and we made the story.
http://www.ledger-enquirer.com/2013/06/23/2549422/early-college-academy-of-columbus.html
It was Sunday morning on June 23, 2013 which was two days before the 4th anniversary of Michael Jackson's death that the story was published! Everyone in Columbus, GA that had a subscription to the Ledger Enquirer saw my story! :) Now everyone in the city of Columbus knew my story because people who saw the story told people who told people and so on and so forth! This is exactly what happens when you don't quit and you don't stop trying so hard to make a difference in your life! Doesn't matter how different you are; you can still be successful!
-Jaylon
So I went because I would be a fool to waste the opportunity of having two eager reporters wanting, out of their own free will, to know the truth about why I chose to write the book, the type of impact that I wanted it to have and the people that I wanted to inspire while they read it.
Well, as I was waiting, my school was adding a new "tradition" to the school where they would put the students in "houses". They made 4 houses and every student had to draw a color card from a box. The color of the card you pulled represented the house that you would be put into. Sounded a little interesting, but wasn't really feeling it. Then, one of the staff members of Bundy High, Mr. Franklin, wanted me to come into the office because the reporter from the Ledger Enquirer finally arrived. He had to be the most kindest, blue-eyed saints that I met that day! He was telling me how it would be happy if I had a copy of my own book with me to be used in the interview (which I didn't have, but I remember my principal, Mrs. Farris, had a copy so I used her copy). We went to the library and we started talking about my book, my family, what made me want to write the book, how doctors and other people rejected the mess out of me, etc. Then, his photographer took pictures for the article and we made the story.
http://www.ledger-enquirer.com/2013/06/23/2549422/early-college-academy-of-columbus.html
It was Sunday morning on June 23, 2013 which was two days before the 4th anniversary of Michael Jackson's death that the story was published! Everyone in Columbus, GA that had a subscription to the Ledger Enquirer saw my story! :) Now everyone in the city of Columbus knew my story because people who saw the story told people who told people and so on and so forth! This is exactly what happens when you don't quit and you don't stop trying so hard to make a difference in your life! Doesn't matter how different you are; you can still be successful!
-Jaylon
Autism: In My Own Words FACEBOOK PAGE AWARENESS
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Autism-In-My-Own-Words/168254463330036
Ok! This is the link for the "Autism: In My Own Words" facebook page! Make sure that you like, comment, subscribe (if there's a "subscribe" button) and spread the word about its existence! Also, go out and get the book "Autism: In My Own Words"! It's a very great read about my life, the struggle that I went through and how it molded me into a stronger being. But before I go, I just want you to know something about the book! It's something never-before-seen, something that you may not be aware about, something you may regret not seeing for the rest of your life!
("Well...,what is it?")
THIS!
Ok! This is the link for the "Autism: In My Own Words" facebook page! Make sure that you like, comment, subscribe (if there's a "subscribe" button) and spread the word about its existence! Also, go out and get the book "Autism: In My Own Words"! It's a very great read about my life, the struggle that I went through and how it molded me into a stronger being. But before I go, I just want you to know something about the book! It's something never-before-seen, something that you may not be aware about, something you may regret not seeing for the rest of your life!
("Well...,what is it?")
THIS!
-Jaylon
Spread The Word!
Everyone that reads my blog, all of you have a mission! To Spread the Word about this blog! Make this blog known to everyone everywhere because everyone needs to know about this blog, this book, everything and only you can make it happen! All you have to do is share this link: http://jaylononeal.blogspot.com/
...to anyone and go look at my debut novel "Autism: In My Own Words"! It's a great read and all of you that read my blog will be making a difference in this young, talented man's life by sharing or sending an e-mail in the e-mail option on my blog or comment on any of the posts! Because every journey begins with a single step...and it all starts with you!
So, share this link: http://jaylononeal.blogspot.com/ on your Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, PinInterest, Google+, Hotmail, Yahoo, blogger, MySpace, I don't care! Heck, show it on the news! Spread the word on the news! As long as you're spreadin' it some type of way to someone! Together, we can all make a difference! Thank you, good night!
-Jaylon
...to anyone and go look at my debut novel "Autism: In My Own Words"! It's a great read and all of you that read my blog will be making a difference in this young, talented man's life by sharing or sending an e-mail in the e-mail option on my blog or comment on any of the posts! Because every journey begins with a single step...and it all starts with you!
So, share this link: http://jaylononeal.blogspot.com/ on your Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, PinInterest, Google+, Hotmail, Yahoo, blogger, MySpace, I don't care! Heck, show it on the news! Spread the word on the news! As long as you're spreadin' it some type of way to someone! Together, we can all make a difference! Thank you, good night!
-Jaylon
Monday, August 19, 2013
Video Games
Since I was 3 or 4 years old, I was always a huge fan of video games! I loved video games with a passion! They give me a chance to step into a virtual world and take part in all of the fun the game has to offer! And there's different types of games from different types of genres so you don't have to get bored playing the same old games. I remember what my first system was. A Nintendo 64. I played all types of games on it. Mario Kart. Super Mario Smash Bros. Brawl Melee. NBA Jam. Super-Man. It didn't matter! Then, there was the Dreamcast! I loved the Dreamcast! I used to play Devil May Cry 2 all day long! I also remembered that it was originally my dad's system, but he knew that I loved video games so much that he let me have it! I was also playing a game called Ready 2 Rumble Boxing on the Dreamcast and my favorite character on that game was Afro Thunder! I also remember playing that amazing Sonic the Hedgehog game which I never beat, but I do remember playing it every single day! Then the PS1 came out and I had a lot of games for that system! I had Tony Hawk Pro Skater, Ready 2 Rumble Boxing Round 2, Spider-Man, this fighting game that I got mad at because I couldn't beat a certain fighter so I broke the disc, Crash Bandicoot, whatever was around! I love my game systems and then there was the next gen...
My GameCube! Man, was I in love with my GameCube! When the GameCube first came out, I had it! I remember playing the demo disc that came with the game for hours! I liked to play the demo version of the video game Viewtiful Joe! I mean, the one thing that I hate about video games are the demos! I can't stand demos! You could start the game, play it and then the whole game's over in under 30 seconds! But this type of demo was worth it! It wasn't until my dad bought the actual game that I was ecstatic about playing the game because I had the full game! I could finally play the entire story mode and the game won't cut off unless I turn off the system! When I think about Viewtiful Joe, I think of all the memories that came with the experience of playing that game from sunup to sundown! But that's not all! I had Spider-Man 2 (loved it), Tony Hawk's Underground 1 & 2 (both epic), Harry Potter (amazing) and so much more! I remember I had 16 games for that one system!
Then I got the XBOX which was, once again, my dad's system that he let me have because I wanted to play on it so badly! As for the games, I had Burnout Revenge (my all-time favorite), Black (the most hardcore FPS of its time), Jet Set Radio Future (the most flyest and tricked out game ever created), Blinx (it was alright), Crimson Skies (the most epic aerial game in existence), etc. I just loved the XBOX at the time.
Then, there was the Wii! I literally exploded with energy when I got my first Wii! My very first games were Pokémon: Battle Revolution (why'd I give that game away?), Mario Party 8 (freakin' love that game!), and something else! I can't fathom what it was, but it was amazing that my parents got me one when I wanted one so badly! I still have it even though it just sits on my cabinet collecting dust and remains unplugged! Man, do I remember the times I had with my Wii! I used to bring my Wii games over to my friend's house and we would play and eat French toast at the same time! It was wonderful! Plus, since I was connected to the Internet, I added all of these channels to my Wii console which increased more awesomeness from my system! But that was the past unfortunately and this is now! And now, the old game console that I'm currently playing on is my PS3 in which I worked so hard cutting grass around my neighborhood to raise money for me to purchase one! And when I finally got it, man was I happy! I was ready to plug it in, play Call of Duty: Black Ops and enjoy all of the features that the PS3 had! I love to play on-line and I'm always up for a challenge!
PSN ID: THE-BLACK-KING95
To all of the gamers out there, thank you for taking time out of beating the newest game that you recently purchased while consuming large quantities of potato chips and soda to read about my gaming history! Don't forget to share, comment, tell your friends, e-mail, like or share on Google+! LONG LIVE VIDYA GAMES!
-Jaylon
My GameCube! Man, was I in love with my GameCube! When the GameCube first came out, I had it! I remember playing the demo disc that came with the game for hours! I liked to play the demo version of the video game Viewtiful Joe! I mean, the one thing that I hate about video games are the demos! I can't stand demos! You could start the game, play it and then the whole game's over in under 30 seconds! But this type of demo was worth it! It wasn't until my dad bought the actual game that I was ecstatic about playing the game because I had the full game! I could finally play the entire story mode and the game won't cut off unless I turn off the system! When I think about Viewtiful Joe, I think of all the memories that came with the experience of playing that game from sunup to sundown! But that's not all! I had Spider-Man 2 (loved it), Tony Hawk's Underground 1 & 2 (both epic), Harry Potter (amazing) and so much more! I remember I had 16 games for that one system!
Then I got the XBOX which was, once again, my dad's system that he let me have because I wanted to play on it so badly! As for the games, I had Burnout Revenge (my all-time favorite), Black (the most hardcore FPS of its time), Jet Set Radio Future (the most flyest and tricked out game ever created), Blinx (it was alright), Crimson Skies (the most epic aerial game in existence), etc. I just loved the XBOX at the time.
Then, there was the Wii! I literally exploded with energy when I got my first Wii! My very first games were Pokémon: Battle Revolution (why'd I give that game away?), Mario Party 8 (freakin' love that game!), and something else! I can't fathom what it was, but it was amazing that my parents got me one when I wanted one so badly! I still have it even though it just sits on my cabinet collecting dust and remains unplugged! Man, do I remember the times I had with my Wii! I used to bring my Wii games over to my friend's house and we would play and eat French toast at the same time! It was wonderful! Plus, since I was connected to the Internet, I added all of these channels to my Wii console which increased more awesomeness from my system! But that was the past unfortunately and this is now! And now, the old game console that I'm currently playing on is my PS3 in which I worked so hard cutting grass around my neighborhood to raise money for me to purchase one! And when I finally got it, man was I happy! I was ready to plug it in, play Call of Duty: Black Ops and enjoy all of the features that the PS3 had! I love to play on-line and I'm always up for a challenge!
PSN ID: THE-BLACK-KING95
To all of the gamers out there, thank you for taking time out of beating the newest game that you recently purchased while consuming large quantities of potato chips and soda to read about my gaming history! Don't forget to share, comment, tell your friends, e-mail, like or share on Google+! LONG LIVE VIDYA GAMES!
-Jaylon
Sunday, August 18, 2013
Back To The Future
One of my most favorite sci-fi movies ever created has always been Back to the Future! I love that movie with a passion! In fact, I love all 3 of the movies with a passion! It is one of the only sci-fi movies that I can watch continuously and not get bored at all! I mean, everything about that movie was amazing! The special effects, the story, the plot twists, the general aspect on how we perceive time travel because normally when we think of time travel, we think of stepping through a portal or getting inside a chamber with the time coordinates already set on the chamber, but the creators of Back To The Future wanted to go beyond that and use a car! The Delorean time machine! After that, I was hooked!
The thing that I enjoyed most from watching back To The Future was seeing one of my favorite actors, Michael J. Fox. Michael J. Fox had to be one of the hardest working actors of the 80s because on top of doing Back To The Future, he was also acting on the hit sitcom Family Ties as Alex P. Keaton. If it wasn't for Michael J. Fox, then, in my opinion, I don't believe Back To The Future would've been as successful as it was and still is. I mean, Michael J. Fox represented what an average teenager was back then. A cool rebel who likes to hang out with friends, become popular in school and chase girls! Steven Spielberg and the rest of the creative minds behind Back To The Future made a pretty righteous decision in casting Michael J. Fox as the lead role because it just made us all feel a sense of excitement into the film and we all got to see Michael J. Fox for who he is as an actor! Which is a smart, funny, energetic, charismatic, courageous, strong-minded individual that always wanted to do more with acting and pleasing the public.
Back To The Future will always be one of my favorites mainly because I'm a fan of the 20th century! The movie really stepped out of the box when it came to wanting to try something new with its audience and always had something imaginative to add to the movie's genuine craft! I mean, no one can take that away! Nobody can reproduce, recreate, reboot, or re-make a classic like Back To The Future because most people won't accept it without the original cast! (In my opinion)! I love Marty McFly. I love Doctor Emmett Brown, Einstein, Biff Tannen, Lorraine and George McFly, watching Marty time travel into the past, future and alternate present just to get business done! I love the hoverboard! (I wanted to know if those were real, actually)! I love Huey Lewis and the News playing "Power of Love", Marty McFly playing Johnny B. Goode on stage, Marty always standing up for himself every time someone calls him a chicken, (Even though his character was going at it the wrong way)! I love every element of that movie because it made movies come alive! Michael J. Fox, (In my opinion), is a legend, will always be a legend and long live BACK TO THE FUTURE!
-Jaylon
The thing that I enjoyed most from watching back To The Future was seeing one of my favorite actors, Michael J. Fox. Michael J. Fox had to be one of the hardest working actors of the 80s because on top of doing Back To The Future, he was also acting on the hit sitcom Family Ties as Alex P. Keaton. If it wasn't for Michael J. Fox, then, in my opinion, I don't believe Back To The Future would've been as successful as it was and still is. I mean, Michael J. Fox represented what an average teenager was back then. A cool rebel who likes to hang out with friends, become popular in school and chase girls! Steven Spielberg and the rest of the creative minds behind Back To The Future made a pretty righteous decision in casting Michael J. Fox as the lead role because it just made us all feel a sense of excitement into the film and we all got to see Michael J. Fox for who he is as an actor! Which is a smart, funny, energetic, charismatic, courageous, strong-minded individual that always wanted to do more with acting and pleasing the public.
Back To The Future will always be one of my favorites mainly because I'm a fan of the 20th century! The movie really stepped out of the box when it came to wanting to try something new with its audience and always had something imaginative to add to the movie's genuine craft! I mean, no one can take that away! Nobody can reproduce, recreate, reboot, or re-make a classic like Back To The Future because most people won't accept it without the original cast! (In my opinion)! I love Marty McFly. I love Doctor Emmett Brown, Einstein, Biff Tannen, Lorraine and George McFly, watching Marty time travel into the past, future and alternate present just to get business done! I love the hoverboard! (I wanted to know if those were real, actually)! I love Huey Lewis and the News playing "Power of Love", Marty McFly playing Johnny B. Goode on stage, Marty always standing up for himself every time someone calls him a chicken, (Even though his character was going at it the wrong way)! I love every element of that movie because it made movies come alive! Michael J. Fox, (In my opinion), is a legend, will always be a legend and long live BACK TO THE FUTURE!
-Jaylon
Friday, August 16, 2013
Michael Jackson
The King of Pop. The greatest entertainer of all time. One of my influences. One of the people in this world that I wish to have resurrected! He's one of my favorite singers and his music touched millions of people no matter what type of genre of music you normally listen to. He made it possible for future artists to have a career in the entertainment industry and he believed in seeing a change for our world. He always did the things that no one would expect anyone to do! He opened up an amusement park/home in which he lived in. His home was also home to giraffes, elephants, lions, his pet monkey Bubbles, goats, etc. He owns property on the moon. He has the number 1 best-selling album of all time, Thriller and...he was my role model in this world. I knew exactly where I was when he passed on June 25, 2009. I was in my bed watching television when I got a phone call from my friend Isaac telling me he passed away. At first, I laughed because I didn't want to believe in what I was hearing, but then he said "Turn to the news." So I did and there it was. Headlines were made saying "Michael Jackson is currently in a coma" "Michael Jackson has suffered cardiac arrest" "Michael Jackson has died on June 25, 2009. He was 50 years old. He gave us 40 years of music. Music that will forever live on in our hearts and in our minds."
I got on the edge of my bed and I cried and prayed at the same time! You got to understand when Michael Jackson died, I thought I lost a relative! A relative that taught me how to dance just like him, move just like him and moonwalk just like him! But in my opinion, it wasn't drugs that killed Michael Jackson. It was the media's never-ending slanderous assault that killed Michael Jackson! Years and years of the media creating false stories about him, trying so hard to destroy he man's righteous integrity. I mean, he never asked for any of this to happen to him; it just happened because the media wanted to make him out to be a bad person which he never was.
Back then, when Michael would want to go play outside on the playground with other kids or interact with other kids, he couldn't because he was always in the studio or at a concert performance or a tour or a TV special. It was always something! So, when he was an adult and finally got to be independent, he want to live the childhood that he never had by being a kid at heart. But then, the media got ahold of something like this and had a field day over it. "Michael Jackson, singer or pedophile?" "Michael Jackson has invited teenage boys into his Neverland ranch for a slumber party." It finally got to the point where Michael Jackson was sued by one of the boys' fathers. He then took advantage of Michael Jackson and his wealth.
Since then, he was getting sued on a daily basis for child molestation charges. Then, the police searched the Neverland ranch and found nothing. They stripped the man down and photographed every last body part on his body and if he failed to comply with the proceedings, he would be sent to jail. He was a victim of police brutality numerous times, he had to take drugs just to perform normal operations like sleeping. The FBI also made a hotline to request that any kid with any information of being molested by Michael Jackson to please call the hotline. (But my thing is, how come the government is willing to take this much action on a man who was wrongfully accused of any of the molestation charges being made against him, but they will never do that with an actual criminal who does this type of thing every single day). Michael was innocent from day 1, but because of the media's wrongful portrayal of Michael's character, they brainwashed the public into believing whatever garbage was being said about him! And if you don't believe me, answer me this!
1) If Michael Jackson was guilty of the crime, how come police found NO evidence of any kind?
2) If Evan Chandler was so positive that Michael Jackson was guilty, why did he tell on himself on a private phone conversation? https://www.youtube.com/watchfeature=player_detailpage&v=wGj8CC7Z2yc
3) If Evan Chandler was 100% positive about MJ being guilty, why did he, a couple of months after MJ died, kill himself? WHAT INNOCENT MAN KILLS HIMSELF?
http://www.nydailynews.com/entertainment/gossip/evan-chandler-dad-boy-accused-michael-jackson-molestation-commits-suicide-new-jersey-article-1.417751
4) Why is it that MJ died, Jordan Chandler, Evan Chandler's son who his father claimed got molested by Michael, told the truth that his father made him lie to get Jackson's money and escape poverty?
THIS IS HOW MUCH OF A FAN I AM OF MICHAEL JACKSON! I WAS A FAN OF MICHAEL JACKSON BEFORE ALL OF THE FAKE FANS DECIDED TO JUMP ON THE BANDWAGON BECAUSE THAT WAS THE TREND! YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN? People won't tell you the real deal about people, only their fixed idea on what they believe was really true! I was there listening to Beat It repeatedly because that was my song that I got hooked on in 6th grade! Yeah... that long! AND I'M STILL A FAN OF MICHAEL JACKSON! I STILL LISTEN TO HIS MUSIC! I STILL LISTEN TO MJTUNES.COM! I STILL DO THE DANCES, MOONWALK AND LOVE WHAT TYPE OF PERSON HE WAS BECAUSE THAT'S SOMEONE WHO GOD WANTS IN HEAVEN! And that's what we need to be. True followers of God and people who need to be true to who they really are and keep moving forward when dealt with adversity! Michael Jackson is the boss, will always be the boss and will continue to be the greatest entertainer in the world because that's who I'm inspired by.
-Jaylon
I got on the edge of my bed and I cried and prayed at the same time! You got to understand when Michael Jackson died, I thought I lost a relative! A relative that taught me how to dance just like him, move just like him and moonwalk just like him! But in my opinion, it wasn't drugs that killed Michael Jackson. It was the media's never-ending slanderous assault that killed Michael Jackson! Years and years of the media creating false stories about him, trying so hard to destroy he man's righteous integrity. I mean, he never asked for any of this to happen to him; it just happened because the media wanted to make him out to be a bad person which he never was.
Back then, when Michael would want to go play outside on the playground with other kids or interact with other kids, he couldn't because he was always in the studio or at a concert performance or a tour or a TV special. It was always something! So, when he was an adult and finally got to be independent, he want to live the childhood that he never had by being a kid at heart. But then, the media got ahold of something like this and had a field day over it. "Michael Jackson, singer or pedophile?" "Michael Jackson has invited teenage boys into his Neverland ranch for a slumber party." It finally got to the point where Michael Jackson was sued by one of the boys' fathers. He then took advantage of Michael Jackson and his wealth.
Since then, he was getting sued on a daily basis for child molestation charges. Then, the police searched the Neverland ranch and found nothing. They stripped the man down and photographed every last body part on his body and if he failed to comply with the proceedings, he would be sent to jail. He was a victim of police brutality numerous times, he had to take drugs just to perform normal operations like sleeping. The FBI also made a hotline to request that any kid with any information of being molested by Michael Jackson to please call the hotline. (But my thing is, how come the government is willing to take this much action on a man who was wrongfully accused of any of the molestation charges being made against him, but they will never do that with an actual criminal who does this type of thing every single day). Michael was innocent from day 1, but because of the media's wrongful portrayal of Michael's character, they brainwashed the public into believing whatever garbage was being said about him! And if you don't believe me, answer me this!
1) If Michael Jackson was guilty of the crime, how come police found NO evidence of any kind?
2) If Evan Chandler was so positive that Michael Jackson was guilty, why did he tell on himself on a private phone conversation? https://www.youtube.com/watchfeature=player_detailpage&v=wGj8CC7Z2yc
3) If Evan Chandler was 100% positive about MJ being guilty, why did he, a couple of months after MJ died, kill himself? WHAT INNOCENT MAN KILLS HIMSELF?
http://www.nydailynews.com/entertainment/gossip/evan-chandler-dad-boy-accused-michael-jackson-molestation-commits-suicide-new-jersey-article-1.417751
4) Why is it that MJ died, Jordan Chandler, Evan Chandler's son who his father claimed got molested by Michael, told the truth that his father made him lie to get Jackson's money and escape poverty?
THIS IS HOW MUCH OF A FAN I AM OF MICHAEL JACKSON! I WAS A FAN OF MICHAEL JACKSON BEFORE ALL OF THE FAKE FANS DECIDED TO JUMP ON THE BANDWAGON BECAUSE THAT WAS THE TREND! YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN? People won't tell you the real deal about people, only their fixed idea on what they believe was really true! I was there listening to Beat It repeatedly because that was my song that I got hooked on in 6th grade! Yeah... that long! AND I'M STILL A FAN OF MICHAEL JACKSON! I STILL LISTEN TO HIS MUSIC! I STILL LISTEN TO MJTUNES.COM! I STILL DO THE DANCES, MOONWALK AND LOVE WHAT TYPE OF PERSON HE WAS BECAUSE THAT'S SOMEONE WHO GOD WANTS IN HEAVEN! And that's what we need to be. True followers of God and people who need to be true to who they really are and keep moving forward when dealt with adversity! Michael Jackson is the boss, will always be the boss and will continue to be the greatest entertainer in the world because that's who I'm inspired by.
-Jaylon
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