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:
Thursday, December 30, 2004 1:59 PM
Boss, Gerald, and 2 big bosses from SIME are having a meeting. Nowadays, there's something called the Polycom, so people from the other countries do not have to travel all the way here from far away.


Oh yes, late afternoon yesterday, i was sitting at my office desk when suddenly the dimmer of my area's lightings popped out. it gave me a shock. i went forward to see that it was melting away. the white part became a brownish black color. i called Jennifer & we witnessed the melting. ewww. to be honest, it's the first time i ever saw this happening.


let's go back to what i'm doing now. actually, nothing. errrrmmm. i'm in doubt, wondering how things would be if reality were different and somewhat more special & amazing than what it seems. feelings of complications. give a sigh.




I'll start my flying away from here,
Away from the disasters & gruesome fears.
I see your pure feelings of disatisfaction-
You so deeply want a thing called perfection.


Understanding me is everyone's problem,
And the process wouldn't seem that awesome.
Do not worry for ol' peet's sake,
For I'll still leave my traces of the muffins i baked.


I always say, "I'll be back once more,"
But still remembering those so hurtful sore.
Just note that I'll be okay and mostly fine
Till the end of that peaceful day i fail to dine.




Another poem- I do make a pretty quick poet.


Later!