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:
a bell curve Saturday, May 1, 2010 11:38 PM
breathe in, breathe out.
last paper on the fourth of may,
and am literally unable to describe my current state of mind and being.

people and more people.
news and more news.
updates and more updates.

it doesn't make sense for me to express how i feel.
and am reminded of those who say i don't show much emotion
and neither do i speak of them.

aloof it may seem,
negligence it may seem too,
but is it not right to tend to neutrality on everything?

whereby you choose not to cross the line of overjoy,
because a fall from that height would hurt more?
now it seems clear that i ain't ambitious.
not a risk-taker.
but i don't fret bout lil' stuffs either.

neither do i go missing in action, be a wet blanket, or literally sob till i wet my blanket because i am particularly depressed over a bastard who 'ruined my life' (just an example).
because it fkin doesn't make any sense to live in misery because of things, people, events or messages around you.
you control your own brain.
and i control mine.

of course i'm not a buoy or someone constantly at equilibrium.
still, variable we all are.

goodnight.