let me take you on the ride of my life
un:
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.




deux:






trois:
Wednesday, February 9, 2005 8:57 PM
it's house visiting people.
how much cash have you've people collected?
seems like this chinese new year ain't that great nor that bad.

i don't want to be that heart-rending casualty again.
just like that in the movie, i won't let him get hold of me.

we hate to be the losers.
you know, i'm quite stuck in this distressing issue.
i didn't know what gotten into me the other day, but now i feel i'm really awake.
no more clinging on the summit.
i feel alive.

so what if he has got the looks, so what if he's got the bad boy character.
now you really know truth is he doesn't have a single clue about treating you like a lady.
ladies, just forget about them. men are equivalent to very cunning sweet talkers.

i've had enough of listening to stories, about how bad they treat you, about how faceless they are. i can understand they're all the same, their thinking are just in the box. i do see from their gestures. i do see from their expressions. i know it all.

if you stick to him after he treats you bad, you lose women's face.
i don't think i'll want to hear yet another tale from you.
i won't say,"forget about him." nor will i say, "just leave him alone."

probably i'll keep silent & say, come on, let's plan.

yesterday this moron (obviously another male AGAIN) asked me a hateful question.
he said, "why are you biased against males, you don't give them a chance. were you hurt by some guy or are you a lesbian."
he likes to exaggerate every little thing.

fark off you moronic bastard.
i am NOT biased against males.
only EXTREME cautious of ah bengs, flirts & known people.(probably many more)
why should i give them a chance. (don't ask me back,"why shouldn't you?")
and hurt? i've never heard of such a word.
i see cute guys down the mall. it's normal.
and i'm zillion percent straight you illegitimate child.

alright, i shall end this with a happy ending.
happy birthday febian. smiles*
God bless everyone!
more hongbaos tomorrow.
i'll go for a swim now, ciao!