Fan Mail

This morning I checked my email and I found a fan mail in my inbox.

It made me smile and now I feel inspired to add a "Fan Mail" link to my navigation bar. 

Enjoy.

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Justy, just ran into your blog, very cool. I see you have a lot of love already happening, it was comforting reading about you and how open and honest you are~ I feel like I'm not the only one on this crazy island with similar thoughts and feelings when it comes to being gay. I applaud you on your work and grateful- quite an inspiration =) I am considering doing a blog myself. Love lots, thanks a lot, take care =)

~n8 

p.s. I'll add more fan mail to this post in the future.

Me

Here's a random pic of me.

My sister gave me this haircut a year ago.

I thought I'd do something different and try it out. 

I kinda miss it haha.

August 17, 2010

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A Caring Dad

During engineering class yesterday, I noticed a young boy - maybe around seven years old - sitting in the front row of the auditorium.  I wondered to myself:  Why is there a boy sitting there?

Then I realized that it must be my professor's son. 

Toward the end of the lecture, my professor told his son to stand up in front of all the students and help him with a teaching demonstration.  During the demonstration, my professor's face was painted with a goofy smile that displayed his immense happiness of having his little kid around. 

There was something magical about watching my professor acting fatherly in the classroom. 

I remember my first impression of him on the first day of school:  strict and too serious.  Over time, however, that impression of him broke down and a new impression of him developed.  He started to become more of a father-figure and more of someone I could look up to.  He even became handsome...

Oh gosh, I never thought I'd say that.

During the demonstration, I looked around at  the other students' faces and they too were smiling.  The mood of the classroom at this instant felt different.  It felt more friendly, more comfortable.  It exuded a feeling of being at home with loved ones.

It was a feeling that everyone in the world should experience.

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As I sit here typing this out on my laptop, I wonder to myself: Will I ever be a father?  If so, would I be a good one? 

I envy my professor not because I don't have that relationship with my dad but because I question if I'll be a good dad to my children someday...

How do children cope with having gay parents? 
With having no mom or no dad?
Will they fare well with other children teasing them for having gay parents? 
Or is it something that they'll be willing to lie about to keep it a secret?
Will they come to secretly despise having gay parents?
Will other people question the safety of a young boy in the hands of two gay men?

Although I'd love to be a dad someday, I don't want to have children if I'm not ready to handle all the challenges that gay parents face.  That would be a huge mess...

Because it's an uphill battle.



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"The Island Guy" Art

January 8, 2008

Do you love me?
More than you could ever know.




"Nice Guys"
December 21, 2007

I drew this from a picture of the Wong Fu Productions' members: Phil, Wes, and Ted.
I was in full admiration of their friendship; it's something that anyone would want.




"The Sketch Of A Tree"
July 18, 2011

A little sketch I made one day... read about it here.




"What Makes A Man"
March 27, 2009

My friend drew this.
Read about it here.




"The Sketch Of Another Tree"
August 8, 2011

Read about this sketch here.




"M&M Graduation"
June 2007

Read about this drawing here.

Jordan Bites walking through the meadow

Colored pencil on paper

July 24, 2011

Read about this drawing here.        

  Cartoons I made Pen May 4, 2013       Updates coming in the future...

Hiking Up Memories



Taken the last time we went hiking.
March 31, 2007



About three months ago, I was doing some summer cleaning when I came across a paper: an old college assignment. 

During my freshmen year of college, I had to write about a family tradition for my English 100 class.  I thought it would be awesome to write about hiking with my family.  After pondering over why I loved hiking with my famiy, I wrote something simple yet meaningful:

Hiking Up Memories

Written on January 29, 2008

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I will always remember going on long hikes with my family.  I was in the first grade when we first discovered the hiking trail on Schofield near Kolekole Pass.  Since then, we have climbed to the top countless times.  I have probably hiked up that trail more than the number of times I have done my own laundry.



There are many things that make hiking a family activity that I will always remember.  Racing my older brother to the top, enjoying snacks with my family, and making sure wild pigs don't attack us are some of them.  Most importantly, it helps bring me closer to my family.  Reaching the top is something we accomplish together.



Reaching the top is always the best part of the hike.  Butterflies and dragonflies flutter about and the clouds roll along in the blue sky above.  All around, the bushes and wild grass swing side to side with the calm breeze.  Looking down one side of the mountain you see the town of Wahiawa and the pineapple fields.  On the other side, you can see the beach and the ocean.  I feel like the king of the world up there; yet at the same time, it is humbling to see how small you are compared to everything else.

Once when we went hiking, my aunt Remy followed along.  She brought along a video camcorder and recorded us hiking to the top.  I remember thinking to myself that I will probably watch that video someday and laugh at myself. 

I was right.



When I look back and watch the video, it makes me laugh to see how silly me and my siblings were as we hiked up the mountain that day.  I hope that my future is filled with fun adventures, just like when I go hiking with my family.

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My little brother walked into my room and saw the paper on my bed.  He asked if he could read it.  I said sure and he eagerly grabbed the paper and went into the living room.  I heard my little brother, sister, and my dad laughing as they read my paper. 

A few weeks later, my sister read the paper again.  I could see the smile on her face as she read it.  She told me afterwards that she enjoys reading it. 

I know why.  It's the same reason why I enjoy reading it:  We had fun going on those family hikes.

I miss going hiking up there.  The last time I went hiking there was when I about to graduate from high school (around the time that I came out to my dad).  I have a feeling that we'll be going hiking up there sometime soon.  I'll keep my fingers crossed.



Me dancing while eating a corndog.
I look so silly haha.
Taken from the video that my aunt Remy took.



P.S.  This is the same hike that I mentioned in A Memorable Graduation. 

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