Jansie

i prefer mustard over ketchup. crispy over plain.i have a thing for cheap, oversized sunglasses. but i don't mind developing a thing for expensive ones, if i had the moolah, that is - or you can give me some. i love the fabricated feeling of hiding from everyone and secretly watching them.i hate being tickled cos it hurts. it actually does. try having a frail body and get someone give you a killer tickle.i'm scared of getting vaginitis - if i had the term correct, that is - from public toilets that's why i don't let any part of my body touch the toilet seat aside from our own but i don't stand on it or squat or anything a kid does who can't reach the floor with her feet when seated. i also don't touch the flush lever when i flush. i use my foot. but i am not hygienically obsessive-compulsive though at times i feel the world is one big basket case of pathogens. probably at one time, i also thought you were. then again, mama says the toilet seat is a lot cleaner than the lid of a soda can, based on a UST study. in that case, i won't pee on the lid of a soda can seated lest i catch leptospirosis.speaking of mama, i wish i were more like her when she was my age for she was the prettiest ive seen among her generation; focused, smart - incomparable. one of my misfortunes is she having imparted a little of her genes.my friend, Dino, once told me that i am a creature of higher evolution as i can do much too much things with my feet than most of you guys can. i can tie shoelaces with my feet and type on the keyboard as well. i can also use a fork and a spoon with them. but don't worry, i haven't eaten with them - YET. i can bend my body in so many ways and cramp myself in too small a space. i am a freak.welcome to the jansie santos freak show.