Post by micah jaeger on Jul 24, 2008 5:42:19 GMT -5
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[/size]Cause I'm comin' home,
I'm comin' home,
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hello, the name's, micah kelan jaeger
but people tend to call me, micah, mic, mj, jaeger
I turned , twenty-two
on , january 29, 1986
so that means I've been ( attending / living ), ucla
when the days over i like me some , girls, hetero
[/color][/font][/size]I've seen a palace in London,
I've seen a castle in Wales,
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well, my hair is, light brown, kept short when starts to get curly
and I love my eyes, they're, sapphire blue, deep, emotional
and my skin colors this really cool, white
mainly because I'm , american
I measure up to , 6' 1"
no Seattle Sutton's for me ! the scale says , 175 lbs
but it's kind of cool that I have , many scars, tattoos - 1, 2, 3, 4
and my style blows yours away , ?
so over - all ,
Extremely curly and sandy blond describes Micah's hair in a nutshell, but it all depends on how he happens to be keeping it when you see it. It really looks more like a light brown these days and unless you knew him when he was younger, you wouldn't know just how curly it is. Once upon a time he let it grow and it sort of turned into an afro. Needless to say, he never made that mistake again. These days, he generally just keeps it shaved, leaving a soft fuzz, but lets it get to around an in inch in length as well, or until the curliness starts to show. When it comes to his looks, his hair has never been his strong point.but people say I look like , justin timberlake.
When it comes to facial hair, Micah has never been one to let it get very long. He sometimes has a tendency to let it grow to the point of being pretty scruffy, but he keeps it at least trimmed. There was a time he shaved every day, but that can get a little tedious, so he does that less often now. Occasionally he likes to shave most of the hair of the facial hair off and leave a bit of a goatee, sometimes with a mustache. Not really one to grown chest hair, he generally just isn't the hairiest guy.
Oh, Micah's eyes are definitely something. They are a nice deep blue that can sometimes appear lighter or darker, depending on the lighting or his mood. A lot of the time they tend to be on the darker side and give the impression of someone who is brooding. When he's in a good mood though, they are bright and full of humor. His eyes are just so full of emotion that it's hard not to know what he is feeling because they can often give him away, but at the same time, he knows how to control his expressions when he really wants to, usually covering up whatever he doesn't want to be shown with anger. Most of the time his eyes are tremendously genuine though. Those closest to him often notice how much passion he has when he puts his heart into something because it comes out so well through his eyes and the shape of his eyebrows. Also, when he's interested in something, it is completely obvious, especially a girl. He can sometimes make a girl feel like she's the only one in the world and he actually knows this and has used it in the past intentionally.
As one who enjoys being active and working out, Micah has never had an issue with weight. When he was younger, he mostly just jogged and played sports a lot. As he got a little older, he started going to the gym and weight lifting. It even kind of became his home away from home. He doesn't really work out to make himself look better, he just likes to be fit. The way his father and uncle treated him growing up, it was kind of expected anyways. Micah also took up dancing around the age of eleven. No, he didn't take classes or anything, he just started free styling on the streets as well as break dancing and over time became quite talented.
With all of his activeness, Micah is quite muscular, but not overly so. He doesn't like to be too bulky. Unless he's wearing a wife beater, he doesn't usually seem all that toned. Really though, he has nicely defined abs and pecks. He's a lot tougher than one might think and he kind of likes that people can underestimate him. He's a lot better of a fighter than some would give him credit for, but he really can fight since he's been boxing and getting into fights for as long as he can remember as well as learning from his uncle. Another advantage he has when it comes to fighting is his high tolerance for pain. Getting beaten on a regular basis for so long has made him used to being hurt. Sometimes it's even a problem how much he can tolerate because he will tolerate an injury that is much more serious than he realizes just because it doesn't feel as bad as it really is.
One of Micah's most distinguishing features is his tattoo on his upper left arm. It was the first tattoo he ever got and he decided to get a cross. Despite all that has happened in his life, he does have a lot of faith. The tattoo design is of a realistic nature, with patterns subtly delineating light and shadow in ink that draws the eye in to its bevels. He uses it to openly display his faith.
tattoo2 - upper back
tattoo3 - mid/upper left calf
tattoo4 - outer left calf, just above ankle
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[/size]but I'd rather wake up beside you
and breathe that ol' familiar smell,
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[/i][/size][/color] because, i'm closed off and have a dark past
I love,all music, singing, writing music & lyrics, playing guitar & piano, dancing, sports - basketball, boxing, football, surfing, snowboarding, golf, etc. - the gym, tattoos, partying, alcohol, fighting, daggers, guns, his motorcycle, testing his limits, goofing off, women, sex, good sense of humor, hugs, girls with gorgeous lips, romance, surprising people, being underestimated, loyal friends, people easy to talk to, dogs, street racing, cars & working on them, building things, the beach, sunsets/sunrises, keeping to himself, children, family, learning new things, watching movies, spontaneity, reading, photography, hiking, camping, being on time, sleep, waking early, astronomy, foreign languages, Ireland, Australia, Japan, Spain, Guam, his aunt and uncle, thunderstorms, etc.but I really despise,betrayal, backstabbers, overly promiscuous girls, failing, being called sweet or adorable, showing his softer side, lying, trusting people, his father, his temper, hospitals, his past, being vulnerable in any way, heights, being out of shape, being confined, himself, being addicted, withdrawals, using his dad's money, those who abuse authority, depression, hurting people, arguing, his curly hair, confusion, procrastinating, very messy people, abuse, drugs, dealing drugs, abortions, his nightmares/memories, being judged, discrimination, therapists, etc.I personally think I'm pretty good at,fighting, writing, playing guitar and piano, singing, controlling his temper, his capacity for love, is loyal to a fault, keeping promises, determined, sense of humor, can be extremely romantic, high stamina & metabolism, great dancer, great with kids, keeping secrets, ability to retain information, street smart, staying in shape.though I should really work on ,sometimes loses temper, his loved ones in distress, children, strays, desire to fall in love, hates himself, his past, women, using drugs to escape, his nightmares, gets jealous easily, truly believes he's meant to be alone.people tend to tell me I'm ,
a sweetheart[/font] because, they're delusional in my opinion
a good dad[/font] because, my world revolves around my baby girl[/ul][/font]
but basically, I'm ,
Describing Micah Jaeger is far from an easy task. When first meeting him, even in his best moods, it is not that hard to pick up on his broodiness. With a past as dark as his, it's probably something that will always be a part of who he is. No matter how much he can look back at his life and can accept all that has happened, the pain he feels never goes away. Every single day he feels an immense pain that he has to hide because there really isn't anything else to do with it. Nothing would ever change how he was raised and things he's done that he regrets completely. He knows this, but he still struggles with his feelings about all of it everyday.
Even with his broodiness, he's a lot more easy-going these days. It's as if he's a completely different person than he used to be. When he goes out, he tends to smile a lot more, even greeting people he doesn't know on the streets and opening doors - something he never used to do at all. In fact, his old self would probably think you were crazy if he'd ever been told that this is how he would turn out. He's really become such a sweetheart, even though he still doesn't feel like that really fits him. The reason for this is because he doesn't usually try to be sweet in things he says and it was never a quality people ever saw in him in the past, so it's just awkward for him when he hears it. All in all, he's a very caring person.
Nevertheless, we must talk about how he used to be because he wasn't always such a caring person and as much as he has managed to change, some of the old him will always be in there. Once upon a time, Micah didn't look out for anybody but himself and those closest to him. Not only that, but he had a huge temper that was far too easily triggered. If the trigger was serious enough, like a friend being attacked, his temper could send him into a blackout, literally blinded by rage. No matter how much better he has gotten at controlling this part of him, he should never be underestimated. Controlling his temper is something he struggles with every day, even when it may not seem like it.
For the people closest to Micah, they can expect nothing but complete loyalty from him. He has very strong opinions about certain things, loyalty and love being the most prominent. Micah, quite simply put, is loyal to a fault. If he makes a promise about something, he has every intention of keeping it. Tell him a secret, and he'll take it to the grave. He also has a very protective nature and can be quite fierce when he feels those protective urges, especially over women. It's not a matter of thinking about them as the weaker sex, he just has a much higher opinion of them - yet another things his old self would be shocked to find out.
So, what are Micah's opinions about love? Well, he's really a hopeless romantic at heart. He does believe in true love, and meant to be, and all that jazz. At the same time though, he knows that love is also a choice and something that takes a lot of work. He's been burned pretty badly in the past and it took him a long while to get past it. If a girl can get past his walls and get him to open his heart to her, she can expect nothing but the best from. When Micah makes the choice to put his all into something, he does just that.
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[/size]I never thought you could leave me,
I figured I was the one ,
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I came from, NYC
well my father .. ,
coming in at , 50
he supported us by , entreprenuer, investor
all in all, he's pretty , fucked up.[/ul]
onto my mother ,
coming in at , would be 43
she helped too, by , not being there
in the end she's quite , deceased.[/ul]
and then they had kids ,
kaden mathias jaeger, 25
then it was time for my own ,
and my one and only pet(s) ,
Jasmine.Female Boxer.6months
Aladdin.Male Boxer.6months
Tigger.Male Kitten.2months
the love life ,
vegas lemeir
piper
scarlett finlay
maddie barton
kylah thomas
& the good and the bad,
Despite coming from a wealthy family, Micah's life has been far less than easy. Growing up with his father has left him with a tremendous amount of scars, both physical and emotional. When his mother and father found out she was pregnant with twins, they couldn't have been more thrilled. The entire pregnancy was a fine one, and any observer would have imagined the twins to be destined to have an amazing upbringing with such loving parents.
Everything changed the day his mother went into labor. Feeling an excruciating pain in her abdomen, Kirsten was rushed to the hospital a month early. There were so many complications and after hours upon hours of the doctors doing everything they could, only Micah would come out of it alive. Both his mother and his baby sister died and what should have been a truly happy day became more of a tragedy. That was only the beginning. Completely devastated at having lost the love of his life and his baby girl, Kyle was forever changed.
During his baby years, Micah was primarily cared for by a nanny named Sirena who would eventually become the closest thing he's ever had to a mother. Kyle Jaeger didn't have much to do with his son during those first few years. After losing his wife and a daughter, he buried himself in work, often having to travel elsewhere. Even when he was home with less work to do and Sirena would try and get him to interact with his son, Kyle couldn't even look at him. He started drinking in his spare time instead, not wanting anything to do with the boy. Nevertheless, things weren't entirely bad. Sirena treated Micah as if he were her own son, loving him unconditionally.
The earliest memories Micah has go back to when he was four years old. It was right around that time that his father started taking a bigger role in his life. He wasn't going away as much, having other people put in charge to handle his businesses, so he had more free time than he knew what to do with. Micah had been attending preschool and showing remarkable potential. After being tested, steps were being taken to get him set up to start school a year earlier. Kyle then decided his son might actually be worth something and started having Sirena take care of him less and less. With Kyle never having been much a part of Micah’s life up until then, he didn’t see him as his father. He didn’t know the man and when Kyle would talk to him or try to hug him, Micah felt awkward and confused.
Things got really bad really fast. One of Micah’s most mild memories of his father around that age involves his father barking at him to clean up some milk Micah had spilled by accident. When Micah didn’t respond, instead standing still, completely frozen from how scary his father looked when he yelled, his father took him by the back of the neck to push him down and rub his face into the carpet like some people think it’s ok to do to a puppy when then pee on a rug. If one can get Micah to open up - about the abuse he suffered from that time up until his late teens - that is generally the one story he will tell. With anything else, he can’t seem to bring himself to really talk about it. Everything got so bad that there are some gaps in his memories from the age of five up until nine. They only resurface in nightmares now and Micah never remembers them once he wakes up from them.
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[/size]but I understand your sadness so
I guess I should just hold my tongue ,
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[/size] hello, I'm eighp[/color]. I play micah[/color] and his/her playmates, kamilah[/color]. I myself have seen nuthin but a number [/color]summers and I plan to see a lot more, living the good life up in pacific time zone[/color]. I've been in this part of town for two years[/color], so I know the area pretty well. oh! and did I mention that holly [/color]told me about this island resort? he/she's a gorgeous thing. stalk me? well, my aim is n/a[/color], my msn's eighp417@hotmail.com[/color], and my email's eighp417@hotmail.com[/color], . but, of course, you can always PM me. au revior !"[/size]
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- - - - - Whenever Micah started feeling down in some way, he always tended to go to places where he could be alone. Majority of the time, these were places that had some sort of serene affect on him. The beach was the main place he found comfort. He’d always go there to sit, watch the waves, and just let his mind get absorbed in the sight, sound, and smell of the ocean. He’d close his eyes and let the crashing of the waves drown out the sound of his own thoughts. Then he’d take deep breaths, enjoying the feel of the breeze and just, concentrating on calming his nerves. However, this was not always the case. Sometimes the waves just weren’t loud enough and all the things that reeked havoc with his thoughts would overpower anything Micah would try to do to stop it. This was one of those nights. Something about the whole situation with Madison, Amber, Noah, Hannah, and all of them just really got him worked up. All the bullshit at Blair got on his nerves and even more so this night or he wouldn’t have been having issues with his temper. He couldn’t even figure out totally what was bothering him so much, he could just really feel himself loosing it and he had to make it stop. In no way did he want to do something he could regret, or end up in the hospital again.
- - - - - There was very few people who could snap him out of one such mood. Roxie was his best bet and he had already exchanged a few texts with her, asking her to bring alcohol. Well, really he had told her to, but she knew he was asking really. She wasn’t the kind of chick that could be ordered around in any such way, but he imagined she’d get that he was in some kind of bad shape. Physically he was completely fine of course, but emotionally he was just plain spiraling. He kept trying to think more about everything to figure out what was getting to him so much exactly, but he was making no progress whatsoever. He just felt completely worthless and confused. More than anything, he felt so alone. He always felt so alone and as he walked along the beach, bare feet kicking the sand up as he went, he was painfully aware of the fact that he probably always would be. People were so hard to count on in this world and as much as he had a way of fucking up, he knew he was a good guy. At least, he felt like he was. Even once his dad was silenced by death, no longer able to be there to influence him, that deep hateful voice always lingered in Micah’s mind. That was and probably always would be the main source of his anger, but in times like these, after all the effort he always made to be better and the way it never changed anything, he just felt exhausted. He was still all alone. Sure, he had people, but nobody understood. Not really. Most likely, nobody ever would either and he felt like there was this huge burden on his shoulders because he could never fully allow people in. Especially after all that had happened on top of the nineteen years of being made to believe he was nothing by his father. He just didn’t understand why he was so unlovable. His own goddamn father couldn’t love him, how could he expect anybody else to?
- - - - - Goosebumps appeared upon his bare torso and a nice little breeze came off the ocean. He’d already lost his temper enough to punch the window of his car out. He’d had his leather jacket covering up his fist though, so as much as it hurt, he hadn’t gotten all cut up like times he’d done it before in the past. However, one piece had managed to slice through and get his hand, so he’d taken off his white tee and wrapped his hand in it to keep the bleeding under control. The way glass cut, it didn’t have to be that bad to bleed really good, and the cut was fairly deep so it was flowing pretty good. He really didn’t care. For some reason, he had half a mind to forget about keeping the cut wrapped and go stick it in the salty ocean water. Physical pain was sometimes a good distraction for him when his temper got bad enough, but other times, it didn’t phase him. He wasn’t going to do that though, he just hoped Roxie got there sooner. She knew him from his worst days and never once had she let him down. She felt bad for not being there for him during the coma he was in, but he didn’t blame her at all. When she’d gotten the opportunity to go to Europe, he’d fully supported her and encouraged her to go. She was his best friend since he could remember and she just kind of got him. A lot of times he’d do something stupid, she’d be there for him and he found a lot of comfort in their friendship.
- - - - - Hearing the ringtone for her coming from his cell phone, he reached in his pocket and pulled it out, reading her text. Soft lips curled in a half smirk as he read it. Already he was feeling some relief from the emotions building inside of him. He loved that she could make him smile with just a few words in a text. Closing his cell and slipping it back into his pocket, Micah continued on his way down the beach in the direction she had specified. After a minute or two, he spotted the figure of a woman a short distance away and he couldn’t help but smile again. It was most likely her and as he neared, he was certain. He knew that long dark hair and gorgeous body anywhere. Yes, he did completely notice how gorgeous her body was. There was no getting around that. There was just no way to look at her and not notice how completely stunning she was in every way. Suddenly his mind was drifting to the conversation they’d had on IM when they’d talked about how amazing they could be together, as well as the night they’d spent together at her dorm just hanging out, and his heart kind of started beating a little faster. His temper was kind of subsiding and he felt a kind of nervousness he wasn’t used to at all. He’d told Noah he could really like her, but the way he was feeling at that moment had him wondering just how much, and it was scaring him. There was no way she could ever really like him like that and he wasn’t about to open himself up to that sort of thing again, just to be utterly disappointed. No, alone was what he was meant for and he was sticking to that. She could do so much better than him anyways. A number of the girls around Blair made that pretty clear to him.
- - - - - Picking up his pace, he strolled into the water and made his way up behind her. Wrapping his arms around her, he held her close as he spoke softly into her ear. “Hey sweetheart,” he said with a tone that anyone good tell held a great deal of relief, but he may have unknowingly slipped in some of his seductive tone as well. Taking a deep breath, he let it out slowly, already feeling calmer. Releasing her, he took her hand and pulled her over to a nearby piece of drift wood that was useable as a kind of bench. Sitting, he looked up to her as he told her, “Man, I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
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