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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:
dirty lil' secret Friday, September 7, 2007 11:32 PM
man, little did i know males have the ability to be bitches.
well, the dirty lil' secret is that he ain't really a male.
he's got a dirty boyfriend.
obviously, he's gay.

i don't discriminate, and i've got some perfectly wonderful gay, lesbian or bisexual friends.
but this one gay bastard has gotten overboard.
i know they need ample assurance and whatever,
but i've gotta tell you he shall be whacked very soon because of his character.

spoling my best friend's reputation means spoiling mine,
and i ain't gonna sit back and do nuttin' bout it.
he ain't gonne get away with that dirty act of his.

i can't decide if sleeping around with people whose names you've yet to know
is normal in their sorta life,
but it seems absolutely fine in his.
furthermore, he calls girls he hate sluts and announces to the entire world.

downright low-life, agreed?
p/s advise me on how i could help my friend.