I Am The Walrus.

I’m happy now. No more waiting. ROFL :D 

Finally made a freaking header image for my tumblr d:

I get all excited when I have new fonts, brushes, patterns, and textures to use for editing :3 hells yeeeeuh(:

I’m not embarrassed about the fact that I still use a nightlight and can’t sleep without my blank-y. ROFL.

Dear person I wish I can forgive/ person who can’t forgive me,

You know, being completely honest you make it extremely hard to make me forgive you. Sure, I’ll have the occasional awkward conversation with you and act normal but it really doesn’t amount to the irritation of just looking at you. You can never seize to make me feel stupid. Its been two years already. I can’t forgive you for blaming and assuming all this stuff about me— which obviously resulted to this. I know: forgive and you shall be forgiven; Well, I’ve tried that. Since I’m not forgiven neither are you. That really showed how much you know me.

-Jordan.
Misconceptions only lead to trouble.

Happy birthday Ying Xiong! Your seriously one of the coolest best guy friends evaa. I hate the fact that I lost my phone— I can’t freaking text you happy birthday T___T oh well. d: I love you fag!

Dear person i hate the most,

Provoke me one last time, I dare you.

-Jordan.

Writing Day 11’s letters were way too emotional for me. :|

Dear Michael,

Countless times since you’ve passed I can only think of you. Maybe its because I hate the fact that you left me too soon. I barely got to see you and yet I was able to label you my favorite cousin. I remember only a few things of you from the past that my memory would let me keep. I remember almost following you home, I remember almost following you into the mens restroom, I remember you and paul were the best of friends, i remember you used to own a bright yellow jacket, I remember you used to sing, I remember when you bought me a toy out of the 25 cent machine and I even remember the last time I saw you. It upsets me that these were the main things i remember. You enlisted into the military too early for me to understand the fact that war wasn’t a game.

You would have been out of the army by now. You would have been with your kids. You could have been there during every family gathering.  I don’t know why its so hard to write this letter without crying; picturing you and everything makes it even harder. Your my older cousin so theres no doubt i looked up to you and everyone else when i was little. The thought of loosing another one of my cousins scares me every day. I don’t want it to happen at all. I fear death, but whats worse than my own death is the death of someone i love. Loosing you left a great impact on me. I never realized how scary the war in Iraq actually was. I never thought that of all people in the war that you’ll be one of many to sacrifice their lives for the sake of all of us. 

Your the biggest influence in my life— Your my hero. I love you Michael. Rest in peace.

Love, Jordan. 

Dear Pop,

I miss you so much. I don’t even remember much about you. I know your favorite candy was lemon heads and I know you loved the little drummer boy; I know you tricked my mom into eating a rabbits leg and i know how much you love grandma. There are bits and pieces of my memory of you but their not good enough to say I remember you completely. I was really little when you passed away so everytime i look at pictures of you I feel so guilty. I want to remember your voice, your smile, I want to remember you forever but my memory keeps failing me! I remember people telling me that when you first saw me I was going to grow up to be very pretty— I remember people telling me all these things that I wish I can hear for myself. As I write this I can’t help but cry. I’ve wrote so many letters to you in secret when i was little; foolishly thinking you’ll be back soon as soon as you read them.Writing this letter years later I don’t even know what to say anymore. Despite my lack of memory theres one thing i will always be sure of for my entire life: I love you Pop. Rest in peace.

Love, Jordan. 

the hell, I seriously just lost my phone. I can’t find it anywhere and I’m pretty damn sure its in my house somewhere. SCREW THIS. I’ve been looking for two freaking days and I still haven’t found it. One night it was right next to me and the next day it was gone. The hell?! This is freaking mad. I want my phone and I want it now. Yes I did call it but my battery was halfway dead when I last had it; so calling my phone is out the window. FML T__T I think the Aswang took it. d:

(such a depressing situation and I still have the time to joke around) 

Dear _____,

What happened? We used to be really close and all of a sudden our relationship changed in a quickness. We can never hang out like we used to nor can we express any emotion like we used to. The whole subject was dropped in a matter of weeks. Do you know how hard it is for me to see you and just pretend not to notice each other? It sucks. And what disappoints me the most is that all this might have been my fault. Whatever I did I’m sorry, but why can’t you just for once not look and talk to me like you hate me? I mean do you? Because if you do I’d like to know what the hell it is I did to make me and you become so distant. A separation of a friendship isn’t because of that one person. Think about it.

Anyways it’s no point in reaching out to you. you are, after all, stubborn and arrogant now.

Duces, Jordan.