Me: Do you have a favorite number? Any particular reason why
you like that number?
Janeil: uuhh, I kind of like eight? It looks like a snowman.
That’s really the only reason I like it. I don’t really have a favorite number.
Me: What was your life like growing up?
Janeil: Life growing up was, what’s the word I’m looking
for? I don’t want to say unstable but . . . yea it was good! A little unstable
at times but it was good. Being from a single parent home it just wasn’t always
easy and we had other struggles that we went through. But overall I wouldn’t
change my childhood growing up. I think it made me, And the craziness that I am
now.
Me: What are some things that scare you?
Janeil: Getting deep and spooky . . . Spiders just kidding.
Probably failure scares me, um, probably not ever being able to do what I
really want to do. Like becoming stuck and complaisant where I am and not ever
doing what I want, no matter what the risks are.
Me: If you were going to write a book, what would you call
it and what would it be about?
Janeil: Probably a children’s book. That’s more fun. It
would be about a little girl, a little black girl . . . no a little white girl
with really curly hair named abbey . . . no just kidding. Uh let me think, I
think with the time we are in, something about a little girl finding out and
loving who she is the way she is, with our culture being how it is little girls
have it rough and being told how they are supposed to be and look, and what is
right. I would call it I love me.
Me: What have you learned today?
Janeil: I learned that Panera has really good caramel
lattes.
Me: What was the first thing you thought when you woke up
this morning?
Janeil: Crap what time is it I have to meet abbey.
Me: What’s something most people don’t know about you?
Janeil: wait side note, I figured out what I am! I’m Scottish, Italian, Indian and straight off the boat African. Okay what was the question? (Me: repeats the question) oh I guess that could be it. That’s my answer. Also I am very sensitive.
Me: Your soul or your skin?
Janeil: Oh my soul. My skin is too, but my soul.
Me: What’s the stupidest thing you’ve ever done?
Janeil: Oohh. It’s not in my adult years. When I was six I
put a sleeping bag over my head when I got out of the shower, and ran into the
corner of a dresser and sliced the little thing that holds your lip to your
gum.
Me: do you have dance parties of one? Be honest.
Janeil: Yea, when I’m the only one at home cooking or
cleaning. It’s on.
Me: do you have a hobby?
Janeil: Probably.
Me: what is the best gift you’ve ever received?
Janeil: (Holds up arm) my Pandora bracelet and all its charms.
Greg gave it to me.
Me: what’s the best gift you’ve ever given?
Janeil: My existence to the world. . .no I sound so vain. Um,
best gift I’ve ever given? I give lots of gifts . . .probably I bought my mom a
pair of diamond earrings once. That’s probably the best.
Me: What is your dream job?
Janeil: My dream job would be either working in or owning an
orphanage that takes in children and teens who have been victims of sex
trafficking and working to rehabilitate them back into normal life.
Me: give me advice.
Janeil: Don’t move to Tennessee. I’m going to miss you.
Me: final words?
Janeil: Love more. Hate less. Hate only affects you, not the
people you hate. Because I could hate you so much and you may never know it ,
it would never bother you only me. So love more.
thanks so much Janeil for doing this with me! i love you forever and ever! also thanks to panera for some delicious breakfast. you never disappoint.
I really love Janeil's final words on why it's important to love more and hate less. So inspiring!!
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