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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:
behold Friday, June 15, 2007 2:26 PM
okay, there has gotta be some changes cus i'm freaked out by my current lifestyle.
there's money matters, after how much i've spent.
but hey, what's spent is spent.
whatever, i'll earn 'em back.

and there's fat matter.
so there's gotta be perserverance starting out my running routine again recently.
after months of not swimming or running,
muscles start aching.

boo.

hmm, so how many matters do i have?
minimal,
but more than enough to get me thinkin'

right.

p.s. shopping ain't all about heading down to town,
cus i got some interesting stuff just from a revamping suburb.

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still, there just has to be something weird in a suburb.

i was wearing just a normal tee and a skirt,
and in this particular shop,
i felt a thirty-ish bespectacled, blue eyeshadowed sales assistant staring intently at me.
uncomfortable as anyone would get,
i looked towards her and she asked something so peculiar (in mandarin),
"Your T-shirt wear wrong side huh?"

right, as if i came out shopping and never bother to look into the mirror to check if i wear my tee the wrong side.

'You want me to wear it even more upside down?' i thought.
no point being so rude upfront,
so i said, "Erm, it's a design. IT'S LIKE THAT."

somehow, she didn't quite agree with me or believed my words,
for after i walked a distance away from that freak,
she was still staring at my shirt.

god, i scrammed out of the shop immediately.

couldn't she have looked at the hems properly before jumping into conclusion?
how can she be selling clothes when she has no basic foundation of hems and seams?
great.
well, some people really do startle me.

haha,
au revoir