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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wAhhhah* I had loads of laughs today.~ weeeE~ My life-long-partner(er, jy, don't mind me self-claiming u) and me, did some crazzy stuff today.  fun. hm.. probably only jy n me experienced it. We were really bored during recess, *wanders* around the 4d. Finally, settled down onto des ang's desk. Without any second thoughts, or rather, naturally, jy grabs a pencil and started scribbling words onto his maths wksheet.  *scribble* 'desmond ang, hi hao ma?'   --> jy thought to herself. hm.... should i end here or wad. No way! *scribble* "lalala..."

Janel: "u put lalala sure ppl knows it is you already..."

Jy: "really..?" -> thinking smth else to scribble.. *scribble* ' bahhhh....'

Janel: "bahh? .. bah bah black sheep.. haha.."
Jy : "hAHhaHA! okokok!"

*feeling so excited, continued writing* 'bah bah black sheet have u any wool, yes sir(x2) three.. " hm.. lost. shit. both of us forgotten wad's the nx line.

Jy: Oh yar! "three bags full.. one for ...desmond, one for marcus, one for ayub"

Janel: "hm... nono! one for ayub who lives down the lane!" 

Jy -> confused.

Janel -> repeats. rushing me along. "quick quick!"

*sCribbLes ruShingly* finally ending the beautiful poem, we quickly got out of his place & went to the other side of the class. & suddenly his face *popped* from the backdoor!

*LaUghteR, giggles* from the both of us. eunice n mad tot wad happened to us. we couldnt explain. the feeling is indescribable. it's all that lame, it's not that funny, but all the excitement seems to overpour all the stress and troubles, making us laugh like crazy. they started saying there was another side of me-being lame n funny-contradicts my *normal* self. haha!!