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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the weekends were going on pretty well till i found out it's a MONDAY.
god i hate mondays.
especially when i have to get up bloody early for the 9am class.
it's like waking the dead.

but since tomorrow's a holiday,
my spirit's tolerating till my body says it's time to fall into a deep sleep.
i was preparing for a motivating this coming week,
but it seems i banged my head right into the table on my first lesson today.
this sucks.

remember the rash i developed?
my mother has listed down all the things i've been consuming,
and she has concluded that the whole lotta Dried Shrimps my sister put in her Laksa 6 days ago is the suspect.




god, i guess it wasn't the moisturizer.
and for the past 5 days,
she has had been scrutinising my face every minute.
even now as i type,
she is shining a torch upon my face to better see the rash from the Dried Shrimps.

and now, the torch has run out of battery,
because of her frequent use of shining it upon me.
gosh.
she is talking to me about how oil is forming on my face.
and is still observing my face now.

when Zach comes over,
she'll be diggin' out renewal and acne creams solely for him.

there you go.
that's a wee bit of introduction of how my mom keeps herself occupied at home.