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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it's all in the mind isn't it?
how we want to feel about things.
regardless of the environment and the people,
and how bad they make you feel,
it's all about how your brain handles how you feel about them i suppose.

i haven't been in the best of moods lately,
material things do serve as momentary means to happiness.
i know i wouldn't be happy if i had all the money in the world,
but i could be shopping ten hours a day,
sponsoring children,
having my dream boutique,
etc.

a woman doesn't need a man.
well,
answer this stupidly cliche question:
'what is love?'

tired of seeking for the answer.
tired of trying to make things work.
tired of telling myself to be rational.

it's simple when two people have the same kinda feeling for each other.

then it isn't when one drifts away, and the one tries to revive it.
been in both worlds, so tired.
giving up,
yet holding on to a stupid tiny dash of hope.

and
that i will commit, that he will commit.
something we probably are afraid of.