ha! updated!

more bullshit…

1. Guys hate sluts even though they have sex with them!

2. “Hey, are you busy?” or “Are you doing something?” ~ two phrases guys open with to stop from stammering on the phone.

3. Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about.

4. Before they call, guys try to plan out a little about what they’re going to say so there aren’t awkward pauses, but once he’s on the phone he forgets it all and makes it up as he goes.

5. Guys go crazy over a girl’s smile when they’re attracted to them

6. Guys will do anything just to get you to notice him.

7. Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend or ex love-interest. Unless they’re going for the let-her-complain-to-you-and-then-have-her-realize-how-wonderful-and-nice-you-are method.

8. A guy who likes you wants to be the only guy you talk to.

9. Boyfriends need to be reassured often that they’re still loved.

10. Don’t talk about your guy friends to your boyfriend.

11. Guys get jealous easily.

12. Guys are more emotional than they’d like people to think.

13. Giving a guy a hanging message like “You know what?!..uh…never mind..” would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he’ll assume he did something wrong and he’ll obsess about it trying to figure it out.

14. Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.

15. Guys hate asking parents for money to buy girls presents. So they come up with ideas like saving their lunch money for a week. But it never works because guys are always hungry so they end up asking the parents for money anyway.

16. Girls are guys’ weaknesses.

17. Guys are very open about themselves.

18. It’s good to test a guy first before you trust him. But don’t let him wait too long.

19. Your best friend, whom your boyfriend seeks help from about his problems with you may end up being admired by your boyfriend.

20. If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don’t need to give advice.

21. A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.

22. Guys love you more than you love them if they are serious in your relationships.

23. Guys will brag about anything.

24. Guys use words like hot or cute to describe girls. We rarely use beautiful. If a guy uses that, he likes you a whole hell of a lot.

25. Guys think WAY too much. One small thing a girl does, even if she doesn’t notice it can make the guy think about it for hours, trying to figure out what it meant.

26. Guys seek for advice from girls not other guys. Because most guys think alike, so if one guy’s confused, then we’re all confused.

27. Any guy could write out a rulebook or advice book for flirting, but no guy can write out a book about relationships.

28. Try to be as straightforward as possible.

29. A guy has to experience rejection, because if he’s
too-good-never-been-busted, never been in love and hurt, he won’t be mature and grown up.

30. If the guy does something stupid in front of the girl, he will think about it for the next couple days or until the next time he spends time with the girl.

31. No matter how much guys talk about asses and boobs, personality is key.

32. Guys learn from experience not from the romance books that girls read and take as their basis of experience.

33. Guys worry about the thin line between being compassionate and being whipped.

34. If a guy looks unusually calm and laid back, he’s probably faking it and is spazzing inside.

35. When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl, he really is. Guys rarely say that.

36. When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he’s just actually saying, “Please come and listen to me.”

37. Guys don’t really have final decisions.

38. If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him. It doesn’t happen that often, so when it does, you know something’s up.

39. If your best guy friend seems to avoid you or is never around when you’re with your boyfriend, he’s probably jealous and likes you.

40. When a guy looks at you for longer than a second, he’s definitely thinking something.

41. Guys like femininity not feebleness.

42. Guys don’t like girls who punch harder than they do.

43. A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes.

44. Don’t be a snob. Guys can be intimidated and give up easily.

45. Everything in moderation. Put on makeup, wear perfume. Just not too much.

46. Guys talk about girls more than girls talk about guys.

47. Guys hate rejection, but they hate being led on even more.

48. Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions and are MAD confusing but somehow are drawn even more to them.

49. A guy would give his left nut to be able to read a girl’s mind for a day.

50. No guy can handle all his problems on his own. He’s just too stubborn to admit it.

51. Not all guys are assholes. Just because ONE is a jackass doesn’t mean he represents ALL of us.

52. We don’t like girls who are too skinny.

53. We love it when girls talk about there ass.

54. Always make sure you know what kind of stuff your getting into before making out with a guy , like whether it’s a one time deal or not .

55. Believe it or not shy guys are the most easiest to talk to. It may not seem right but trust me they will start opening up like books after you just ask them questions about their lives and unnoticeable tell them about yours.

56. When a guy hits your butt it means that he wants you sexually.

57. Even if they refuse it all guys are ticklish on the ribs.

58. Guys love neck rubs and if he lets you keep doing it, it means that he really likes you or his neck really hurts.

59. Guys will test the waters to see how far they can get with you. Even if he doesn’t intend to it will happen. Know how far it is you want to let him go and he will respect that after you let him know a couple times.

60. When a guy sacrifices his sleep and health just to be with you, he really likes you and wants to be with you as much as possible.

” That’s her!! “

Got this from a friend’s profile on facebook…

When a GIRL is quiet … millions of things are running in her mind. When a GIRL is not arguing … she is thinking deeply. When a GIRL looks at u with eyes full of questions … she is wondering how long you will be around. When a GIRL answers ” I’m fine ” after a few seconds … she is not at all fine.

When a GIRL stares at you … she is wondering why you are lying. When a GIRL lays on your chest … she is wishing for you to be hers forever. When a GIRL wants to see you everyday… she wants to be pampered. When a GIRL says ” I love you ” … she means it. When a GIRL says ” I miss you ” … no one in this world can miss you more than that.

Life only comes around once, make sure u spend it with the right person …. Find a guy … who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him and who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.

Wait for the guy who … kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you and who turns to his friends and says, ” That’s her!! “

what is love?

I love those who love me, and those who seek me find me – Proverbs 8:17

It would be better if they love you first. Unfortunately, I am not God. I prefer being loved first, too.

Hatred stirs up dissension, but love covers over all wrongs -  Proverbs 10:12

Fine. I guess, I love you that much. Does that mean I have to forgive and forget, too?

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails… – 1 Corinthians 13:4-13

Isn’t it amazing that love is actually that? And if it isn’t? It is not love. Or I’m only human. Or I’ll get there one day…

There is no fear in love, but perfect love casts out fear. For fear has to do with punishment, and whoever fears has not been perfected in love. – 1 John 4:18

But I am still afraid…. But I feel like I am being punished most of the time…. Yep, I’m a work in progress….

Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends. – John 15:13

That would be very sweet….But don’t you dare leave me alone!!!!

bleeding love by leona lewis

Closed off from love
I didn’t need the pain
Once or twice was enough
And it was all in vain
Time starts to pass
Before you know it you’re frozen

Ooooh…

But something happened
For the very first time with you
My heart melted into the ground
Found something true
And everyone’s looking ’round
Thinking I’m going crazy

But I don’t care what they say
I’m in love with you
They try to pull me away
But they don’t know the truth
My heart’s crippled by the vein
That I keep on closing
You cut me open and I

Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open

Oooh, oooh…

Trying hard not to hear
But they talk so loud
Their piercing sounds fill my ears
Try to fill me with doubt
Yet I know that their goal
Is to keep me from falling

Hey, yeah!

But nothing’s greater
Than the rush that comes with your embrace
And in this world of loneliness
I see your face
Yet everyone around me
Thinks that I’m going crazy
Maybe, maybe

But I don’t care what they say
I’m in love with you
They try to pull me away
But they don’t know the truth
My heart’s crippled by the vein
That I keep on closing
You cut me open and I

Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open

And it’s draining all of me
Oh they find it hard to believe
I’ll be wearing these scars
For everyone to see

I don’t care what they say
I’m in love with you
They try to pull me away
But they don’t know the truth
My heart’s crippled by the vein
That I keep on closing
You cut me open and I

Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open and I

Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
I keep bleeding
I keep, keep bleeding love
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love
You cut me open and I
Keep bleeding
Keep, keep bleeding love

superwoman by karyn white

Early in the morning
I put breakfast at your table
And make sure that your coffee
Has its sugar and cream

Your eggs are over easy
Your toast done lightly
All that’s missing is your morning kiss
That used to greet me

Now you say the juice is sour
It used to be so sweet
And I can’t help but to wonder
If you’re talking ’bout me

We don’t talk the way we used to talk
It’s hurtin’ so deep
I’ve got my pride, I will not cry
But it’s makin’ me weak

I’m not your superwoman
I’m not the kind of girl that you can let down
And think that everything’s okay
Boy, I am only human
This girl needs more than occasional
Hugs as a token of love from you to me, ooh, baby

I fought my way through the rush hour
Trying to make it home just for you
I want to make sure that your dinner
Will be waiting for you

But when you get there you just tell me
You’re not hungry at all
You said you’d rather read the paper
And you don’t want to talk

You like to think that I’m just crazy
When I say that you changed
I’m convinced I know the problem
You don’t love me the same

You’re just going through the motions
And you’re not being fair
I’ve got my pride, I will not cry
Still I can’t help but care

I’m not your superwoman (Oh, no, no)
I’m not the kind of girl that you can let down
And think that everything’s okay
Boy, I am only human (I’m only human)
This girl needs more than occasional
Hugs as a token of love from you to me

I’m not your superwoman (Hoo, hoo, hoo, ooh, ooh, hoo)
I’m not the kind of girl that you can let down (Hey)
And think that everything’s okay (Don’t let me down, don’t you let me down)
Boy, I am only human (I’m only human, yeah)
This girl needs more than occasional
Hugs as a token (Ooh, ooh) of love from you to me

Oh, baby, look into the corners of your mind
I’ll always be there for you through good and bad times
But I can’t be that superwoman that you want me to be
I’ll give my everlasting love if you’ll return love to me

I’m not your superwoman (Oh, no, oh, no)
I’m not the kind of girl that you can let down
And think that everything’s okay
Boy, I am only human (I’m only human)
This girl needs more than occasional
Hugs as a token of love from you to me (Oh, no)

If you feel it in your heart
And you understand me
Stop right where you are
Everybody sing along with me

Hoo, hoo, hoo, ooh, ooh, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, ooh, ooh, hoo
I’m the kind of girl that can treat you so sweet
But you got to realize that you got to be sweeter to me, oh, ho, ho

Hoo, hoo, hoo, ooh, ooh, hoo
Hoo, hoo, hoo, ooh, ooh, hoo
I need love
I need just your love

I’m not your superwoman (Oh, no)
I’m not the kind of girl that you can let down (You can let down)
And think that everything’s okay
Boy, I am only human (I’m only human)
This girl needs more than occasional (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Hugs as a token of love from you to me

I’m not your superwoman

ROXETTE

FADING LIKE A FLOWER

DANGEROUS

ALMOST UNREAL

IT MUST HAVE BEEN LOVE

QUEEN OF RAIN

ANYONE

YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND ME

LISTEN TO YOUR HEART

JOYRIDE

IF TOMORROW STARTS WITHOUT ME

IF TOMORROW STARTS WITHOUT ME

If tomorrow starts without me,
And I’m not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me;

I wish so much you wouldn’t cry
The way you did today,
While thinking of the many things,
We didn’t get to say.

I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you,
And each time that you think of me,
I know you’ll miss me too;

But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand,

And said my place was ready,
In heaven far above,
And that I’d have to leave behind
All those I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye,
For all my life, I’d always thought,
I didn’t want to die.

I had so much to live for,
So much left yet to do,
It seemed almost impossible,
That I was leaving you.

I thought of all the yesterdays,
The good ones and the bad,
I thought of all that we shared,
And all the fun we had.

If I could relive yesterday,
Just even for a while,
I’d say good-bye and kiss you
And maybe see you smile.

But then I fully realized,
That this could never be,
For emptiness and memories,
Would take the place of me.

And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss some tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
My heart was filled with sorrow.

But when I walked through heaven’s gates,
I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me,
From His great golden throne,

He said, “This is eternity,
And all I’ve promised you.”
Today your life on earth is past,
But here life starts anew.

I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last,
And since each day is the same way,
There’s no longing for the past.

So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don’t think we’re far apart,
For every time you think of me,
I’m right here, in your heart “

– Author Unknown

THE CHOICE

THE CHOICE

He placed one scoop of clay upon another until a form lay lifeless on
the ground.

All of the Garden’s inhabitants paused to witness the event. Hawks
hovered.  Giraffes stretched.  Trees bowed.  Butterflies paused on
petals and watched.

“You will love me, nature,” God said.  ”I made you that way.  You
will obey me, universe.  For you were designed to do so.  You will
reflect my glory, skies, for that is how you were created.  But this
one will be like me. This one will be able to choose.”

All were silent as the Creator reached into himself and removed
something yet unseen.   A seed.  ”It’s called ‘choice.’  The seed of
choice.”

Creation stood in silence and gazed upon the lifeless form.

An angel spoke, “But what if he…”

“What if he chooses not to love?” the Creator finished.  ”Come, I
will show you.”   Unbound by today, God and the angel walked into the
realm of tomorrow.  ”There, see the fruit of the seed of choice, both
the sweet and the bitter.”

The angel gasped at what he saw.  Spontaneous love.  Voluntary
devotion. Chosen tenderness.  Never had he seen anything like these.
He felt the love of the Adams.   He heard the joy of Eve and her
daughters.

He saw the food and the burdens shared.  He absorbed the kindness and
marveled at the warmth.

“Heaven has never seen such beauty, my Lord.  Truly, this is your
greatest creation.”

“Ah, but you’ve only seen the sweet.  Now witness the bitter.” A
stench enveloped the pair.   The angel turned in horror and
proclaimed,

“What is it?”

The Creator spoke only one word: “Selfishness.”

The angel stood speechless as they passed through centuries of
repugnance.  Never had he seen such filth.  Rotten hearts. Ruptured
promises.  Forgotten loyalties.  Children of the creation wandering
blindly in lonely labyrinths.

“This is the result of choice?  the angel asked.

“Yes.”

“They will forget you?”

“Yes.”

“They will reject you?”

“Yes.”

They will never come back?

“Some will.  Most won’t.”

“What will it take to make them listen?”

The Creator walked on in time, further and further into the future,
until he stood by a tree.   A tree that would be fashioned into a
cradle.  Even then he could smell the hay that would surround him.

With another step into the future, he paused before another tree. It
stood alone, a stubborn ruler on a bald hill.  The trunk was thick,
and the wood was strong.  Soon it would be cut.  Soon it would be
trimmed.  Soon it would be mounted on the stony brow of another hill.
And soon he would be hung on it.

He felt the wood rub against a back he did not yet wear.

“Will you go down there?” the angel asked.

“I will.”

“Is there no other way?”

“There is not.”

“Wouldn’t it be easier to not plant the seed?   Wouldn’t it be easier
to not give the choice?”

“It would,” the Creator spoke slowly.  ”But to remove the choice is
to remove the love.”

He look around the hill and foresaw a scene.  Three figures hung on
three crosses.  Arms spread.  Heads fallen forward.  They moaned with
the wind.  Men clad in soldier’s garb sat on the ground near the
trio.  They played games in the dirt and laughed.

Men clad in religion stood off to one side.  They smiled. Arrogant,
cocky. They had protected God, they thought by killing this false one.

Women clad in sorrow huddled at the foot of the hill.  Speechless.
Faces tear streaked.  Eyes downward.  One put her arm around another
and tried to lead her away.  She wouldn’t leave.  ”I will stay,” she
said softly, “I will stay.”

All heaven stood to fight.  All nature rose to rescue.  All eternity
poised to protect.  But the Creator gave no command.

“It must be done…,” he said, and withdrew.

But as he stepped in time, he heard the cry that he would someday
scream:  ”My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”  He wrenched at
tomorrow’s agony.

The angel spoke again.  ”It would be less painful……..”

The Creator interrupted softly.  ”But it wouldn’t be love.”

They stepped into the Garden again.  The Maker looked earnestly at
the clay creation.   A monsoon of love swelled up within him.  He had
died for the creation before he had made him.  God’s form bent over
the sculptured face and breathed.  Dust stirred on the lips of the
new one.  The chest rose, cracking the red mud.  The cheeks
fleshened.  A finger moved.  And an eye opened.

But more incredible than the moving of the flesh was the stirring of
the spirit. Those who could see the unseen gasped.  Perhaps it was
the wind that said it first.  Perhaps what the star saw that moment
is what has made it blink ever since.  Maybe it was left to an angel
to whisper it:

“It looks like … it appears to so much like … it is him!”

The angel wasn’t speaking of the face, the features, or the body.
He was looking inside – at the soul.

“It’s eternal!” gasped another.

Within the man, God has placed a divine seed.  A seed of his self (A
seed of choice).  The God of might had created earth’s mightiest…
And the One who had chosen to love had created one who could love in
return.

Now it’s our choice.

– Author Unknown

BEFORE I WAS A MOM

BEFORE I WAS A MOM

Before I was a Mom – I made and ate hot meals.  I had unstained
clothing.  I had quiet conversations on the phone.

Before I was a Mom – I slept as late as I wanted and never worried about
how late I got into bed.  I brushed my hair and my teeth everyday.

Before I was a Mom – I didn’t worry whether or not my plants were
poisonous.  I never thought about immunizations.

Before I was a Mom – I had never been puked on, wet on, spit on, chewed
on, or pinched by tiny fingers.

Before I was a Mom – I had complete control over my thoughts, my body,
my mind.  I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom – I never held down a screaming child so that doctors
could do tests, or give shots.  I never looked into teary eyes and
cried.  I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.  I never sat up
late hours at night watching a baby sleep.

Before I was a Mom – I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn’t
want to put it down.  I never felt my heart break into a million pieces
when I could not stop the hurt.  I never knew that something so small
could affect my life so much.  I never knew that I could love someone so
much.  I never knew I would love being a Mom.

Before I was a Mom – I didn’t know the feeling of having my heart
outside my body.  I didn’t know how special it could feel to feed a
hungry baby.  I didn’t know that bond between a Mother and her child.  I
didn’t know that something so small could make me feel so important.

Before I was a Mom – I had never gotten up every ten minutes, in the
middle of the night, to make sure that all was okay.  I had never known
the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderfulness, or the
satisfaction of being a Mom.  I didn’t know I was capable of feeling so
much, before I was a Mom.

– Author Unknown

puppy size

PUPPY SIZE

“Danielle keeps repeating it over and over again. We’ve been back to this
animal shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now since we started
all of this,” the mother told the volunteer.

“What is it she keeps asking for?” the volunteer asked.

“Puppy size!” replied the mother.

“Well, we have plenty of puppies, if that’s what she’s looking for.”

“I know…we have seen most of them,” the Mom said in frustration…

Just then Danielle came walking into the office.

“Well, did you find one?” asked her Mom. “No, not this time,”

Danielle said with sadness in her voice. “Can we come back on the weekend?”

“You never know when we will get more dogs. Unfortunately, there’s always a
supply,” the volunteer said.

Danielle took her mother by the hand and headed to the door. “Don’t worry,
I’ll find one this weekend,” she said.

Over the next few days, both Mom and Dad had long conversations with her.
They both felt she was being too particular.

“It’s this weekend or we’re not looking any more,” Dad finally said in
frustration.

“We don’t want to hear anything more about puppy size either,” Mom added.

Sure enough, they were the first ones in the shelter on Saturday morning. By
now Danielle knew her way around, so she ran right for the section that
housed the smaller dogs. Tired of the routine, Mom sat in the small waiting
room at the end of the first row of cages.

There was an observation window so you could see the animals during times
when visitors weren’t permitted. Danielle walked slowly from cage to cage,
kneeling periodically to take a closer look. One by one the dogs were
brought out and she held each one. One by one she said, “Sorry, you’re not
the one.”

It was the last cage on this last day in search of the perfect pup. The
volunteer opened the cage door and the child carefully picked up the dog and
held it closely. This time she took a little longer.

“Mom, that’s it! I found the right puppy! He’s the one! I know it!” she
screamed with joy. “It’s the puppy size!”

“But it’s the same size as all the other puppies you held over the last few
weeks,” Mom said.

“No not size —- the sighs. When I held him in my arms, he sighed,” she
said.

“Don’t you remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you told me love
depends on the sighs of your heart. The more you love, the bigger the sigh!”

The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom didn’t know whether to
laugh or cry. As she stooped down to hug the child, she did a little of
both.

“Mom, every time you hold me, I sigh. When you and Daddy come home from work
and hug each other, you both sigh. I knew I would find the right puppy if it
sighed when I held it in my arms,” she said. Then holding the puppy up close
to her face she said, “Mom, he loves me. I heard the sighs of his heart!”

Close your eyes for a moment and think about the love that makes you sigh. I
not only find it in the arms of my loved ones, but in the caress of a
sunset, the kiss of the moonlight and the gentle brush of cool air on a hot
day. They are the sighs of God. Take the time to stop and listen; you will
be surprised at what you hear. “Life is not measured by the breaths we take,
but by the moments that take our breath.

– Author Unknown