the Spotless Mind of a Perfect Liar

Don't we all tell lies, little lies to distort reality to our own comfort and convenience? Of course we do. It hardly deserves attention, cause they're so small and so insignificant and they do nothing more than protecting ourselves from unwanted reactions which have no use anyway.But where do we draw the line between those small, insignificant lies and those bigger lies which are caused by embarrassment about bad deeds we did. It's like drawing the line between what's good andwhat's bad. It's as undefined. There's not just the black area against the white area; there's a grey area right in between. A lot of people wander there, wondering to which extend they still feel comfortable about those lies.

Some like it big and some do it big. Sometimes they get caught and sometimes they get away with it, whether someone found out or not. Some do it out of embarrassment, others out of necessity.

I belief Jason Mraz to be a compulsive liar.

He told us, in an early show, that his father used to ‘vib’ or ‘stretch his truth’. Then he tells us a story about how he was skipping school and noticed his father’s truck by the house when he came by. When he got home at the time he was supposed to be coming from school his father jumped out of bed thinking up lies why he was not at work. Jason said he didn’t care and that he was at school.

This little story got me thinking. I belief Jason is a son of his father, and I belief that he inherited some characteristics. One of them being lazy and another one being a liar.

He once told the press he was a cheerleader in high school. Though some other Mechanicsville-children don’t seem to remember. One even pleaded him guilty of lying. http://www.madeofglass.com/

He might have told the truth, though I would rather belief he was not. He might have made that up to look dorky and less popular in high school than he really was. Or maybe he was trying to look cool, cause he honestly has no clue how to approach a girl, let alone handle her. The last suggestion is one of my favorites, cause it's been proved once or twice that he really only has a quarter a clue how to hit on a girl.

Here's an infamous elevator story told by one of my many internet friends:

"My friend's sister met him. She works at some place in Seattle, and he was going to play a concert there. They were in an elevator together, along with some other people, and he was trying to hit on some chick who was simply not impressed." - http://www.roccodeluca.com/speaktome/viewtopic.php?t=435 - crylittlesister.

I suppose he doesn't really have to step up anymore since the girls step up to him. I belief he'd be indecent enough to accept a girls hand for a one-night-stand, and I belief he'd be stupid enough to mistake it for a longer kind of relationship. Maybe lying about being a cheerleader in high school helps.

I also belief he's smarter than most of us know, his mother might know. So that leads me to belief that the whole cheerleader story, including cheerleader camp story, was just made up for strategy, for him to look cute and helpless. Or too cool to be not in cheerleader camp. Whatever the case, I think he reached his goal with this particular little ditty.

It’s not proved it's a lie, but... Does anyone have any pictures proving he was a cheerleader?

Research goes on.