How to make a Janel

Ingredients:
5 parts success
3 parts beauty
5 parts family
5 parts love

Method:
Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Top it off with a sprinkle of fitness and enjoy!



What about me?

love prints & handy crafts,
used to live in tokyo for a couple of yrs
however do not speak japanese,

eat only the breast meat,
do not eat abalone,
love black/white vinegar & gyoza,
pick out onions & pickles from my food,

have 'negro' curly hair,
play the electone,
love the rain,
prefer the night to day,

squeeze my toothpaste from its end,
wear my retainers at night,
love romantic comedies.


My nature

quiet
independent
logical
unemotional
ingenious
innovative
curious
driven to increase competence
casual
adaptive
nonconforming
unpredictable
detached
reasonable
balanced
avoids aggression and violence
tolerant
calm
well-developed sense of justice
empathetic
free of jealousy
loves to read


How to love me


♥ Respect my privacy and independence.

♥ Appreciate my competencies and wealth of creative ideas.

♥ Encourage me to spend time alone.

♥ Don't talk too much or force an emotional conversation before I'm ready.

♥ Try not to nag me about being messy or meeting deadlines.

♥ Allow me plenty of space to pursue my interests in depth and time to think things through.

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the house is not quiet.
i've had enough of noise!
my head's exploding into a thousand pieces.
i hate all the disagreements.


and i hate adware & spyware.
to hell with the person who created farkin viruses.


everyone cannot keep quiet & daddy's not around.


i cannot watch a proper tv programme in peace.


i miss my daddy's presence in the house.


sobs. bitches. i detest them.


maybe i shouldn't even have gotten involved at all.
i feel so alone.
i feel so broken.
tomorrow is going to be another day. when is daddy gonna be home.


i locked the kitchen & baked chocolate walnut cookies alone today.
i put them in 3 containers. who should i give it too? they don't taste sweet. really, they don't taste sweet.


i've got 3 slashes across my left thigh. an unbroken blister too.
i've got 1 un-painful one on my right thigh.
2 blister on my left foot. 1 blister underneath.
1 on my right sole.
i am broken - emotionally ugly. i am broken - physically ugly.


a shower makes me scream within. the raw skin is killing me. my teeth gritting on my shirt.


BUT


there's always something that goes : hope for a brighter day tomorrow.
guardian angel once told me, "You're a blessed child my girl."
i really do hope so he/she is right.


good night.
praise the lord.


p.s. i detest copycats. end.