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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i've had my convocation and it feels like just yesterday i finished my last exam paper.
life is such a bitch seriously.
i already sense cruelty and bitches from here in my room, after sending out numerous resumes.
if it were the old times, i think i would have had sent a heap of hard copied resumes to the companies' mailbox by now.

how can we be positive, my friend.
in times like this, when all i need is a fkin job that steals my life away and hasten ageing and death day.

that is why we need loud music and crazy friends and fiery drinks to make life a lil' more interesting.

i don't wallow in self pity in my own room for pete's sake.
we need a life.
so why am i now here, not doing the things i want to do?

and so sometimes i like to pick on a fight,
instead of listening to what people would like me to do.
if doing the things that makes other people happy and not yourself,
it gradually feels like you're being taken advantage of, and he/she is sucking the shit outta you.

seriously, people either adore you or hate you.
be it they envy you or jus hate your fkin face.
before i step into the grounds of the corporate world, politics already creeps up.
when bitches or bastards talk.

'What i heard about you is totally right.'
it doesn't hurt if it's a positive statement. but what he meant was nothing of that sort.
and the worst thing was i am so positive the person he heard from was non other than the one who warned me that people talk.
alright, but who fkin cares.
because if the person who said that above statement rather listens to that male bitch who rat about me, so be it.
i don't find any need to explain myself to such people.

i don't do things that betray myself nor my friends.
if you think so, don't come act all nice with me you fkers.