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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sometimes it's not really about not being able to prioritise our work,
but the time God gives us on earth sometimes just isn't enough.
or should i put it in the way that we just simply have to sacrifice some things in our lives.
especially women.

we cannot meet all our friends and catch up with all of them,
especially when time and schedules are the ones to be blamed,
or even possibly because we cannot split ourselves into two,
to be at two different places at the same time.
of course that's chaotic and we're digressing.

so, when one stops joining outings or simply stops being part of group,
either because of clashes of schedules or whatsoever causes,
it's indeed sad to say that the role you play in that group of friends has disappeared.
and as we get older,
we either become more cynical or realistic,
that friends are just 'a name',
and perhaps certain people are not worth being friends with.

i can list down the close friends in which i can count with my two hands,
whom i can talk to, and have the same frequency as i.
and you may even have more you can count with your feet.

and i have probably the same amount of friends in which i'm quite sure we could be close friends, but we probably do not have the fate to be so.

and then, i probably have three times more friends whom i say hi and bye to.

oh, and even more people (notice i didn't say friends) whom i know who they are, and they probably know who i am, and just either stare or pretend to not know that the other person's there (either trying to remember what his/her name, or is your boyfriend's or girlfriend's ex, or simply can't be bothered to acknowledge the person's presence, or you're simply in a foul mood). of course the list goes on.

i must admit i am sometimes guilty of this,
and you should too.