Tribute to nice girls and nice guys…

I found this on myspace, and couldn’ resist the read.  Don’t know who it was written by, so I can’t give credit.  Read it til the end though.  At first it sounds like it’s bashing men, but then at the end all of you nice guys do get props.  Hope you enjoy it!!!!

 

This is for the girls who have been told that they’re too good or too smart or too pretty, who have been given compliments as a way of breaking off a relationship, who have ever been told they are only wanted as a friend.

This one’s for the girls who you can take home to mom, but won’t because it’s easier to sleep with a whore than foster a relationship; this is for the girls who have been led on by words and kisses and touches, all of which were either only true for the moment, or never real to begin with.

This is for the girls who have allowed a guy into their head and heart and bed, only to discover that he’s just not ready, he’s just not over her, he’s just not looking to be tied down this is for the girls who believe the excuses because it’s easier to believe that it’s not that they don’t want you, it’s that they don’t want anyone.

This is for the girls who have had their hearts broken and their hopes dashed by someone too cavalier to have cared in the first place; this is for the nights spent dissecting
every word and syllable and inflection in his speech, for the nights when you’ve returned home alone, for the nights when you’ve seen from across the room
him leaning a little too close, or standing a little too near, or talking a little too softly
for the girl he’s with to be a random hookup.

This is for the girls who have endured party after party in his presence, finally having realized that it wasn’t that he didn’t want a relationship: it was that he didn’t want you. I honor you for the night his dog died or his grandmother died or his little brother crashed his car and you held him, thinking that if you only comforted him just right, or said the right words, or rubbed his back in the right way then perhaps he’d realize what it was that he already had.

This is for the night you realized that it would never happen, and the sunrise you saw the morning after falling to sleep.

This is for the “I really like you, so let’s still be friends” lost cause after you read more into a situation than he ever intended; this is for never realizing that when you choose friends, you seldom choose those which make you cry yourself to sleep.

This is for the hugs you’ve received from your female friends, for the nights they’ve reassured you that you are beautiful and intelligent and amazing and loyal and truly worthy of a great guy; this is for the despair you all felt as you sat in the aftermath of your tears, knowing that that night the only companionship you’d have was with a pillow and your teddy bear.

This is for the girls who have been used and abused, who have endured what he was giving because at least he was giving something; this is for the stupidity of the nights we’ve believed that something was better than nothing, though his something was nothing we’d have ever wanted.

This is for the girls who have been satisfied with too little and who have learned never to expect anything more: for the girls who don’t think that they deserve more, because they’ve been conditioned for so long to accept the scraps thrown to them by guys.

This is what I don’t understand. Guys sit and question and whine that girls are only attracted to the mean guys, the guys who berate them and belittle them and don’t appreciate them and don’t want them; who use them for sex and think of little else than where their conquest will be made.

Men complain that they never meet nice girls, girls who are genuinely interested and compelling, who are intelligent and sweet and smart and beautiful; men despair that no good women want to share in their lives, that girls play mindgames, that girls love to keep them hanging.

Yet, men, I ask you: Were you to meet one of these genuinely interested, thrillingly compelling, interesting and intelligent and sweet and beautiful and smart girls, were you to give her your number and wait for her to call… and if you were to receive a call from her the day and she, in her truthful, loyal, intelligent and straight-forward nice girl fashion, were to tell you that she finds you intriguing and attractive and interesting and worth her time and perhaps material from which she could fashion a boyfriend, would you or would you not immediately call your friends to tell them of the “stalker chick” you’d met the night prior, who called you and wore her heart on her sleeve and told the truth? And would you, or would you not, refuse to make plans with her, speak with her, see her again, and once again return to the bar or club or party scene and search once more for this “nice girl” who you just cannot seem to find?

Because therein lies the truth, guys: we nice girls are everywhere. But you’re not looking for a nice girl. You’re not looking for someone genuinely interested in your intramural baseball game, or your anatomy midterm grade, or that argument you keep having with your father; you’re looking for a quick fix, a night when you can pretend to have a connection with another human being which is just as disposable as
the condom you were using during it.

So don’t say you’re on the lookout for nice girls, guys, when you pass us up on every step you take. Sometimes we go undercover; sometimes we go in disguise: sometimes when that girl in the low cut shirt or the too tight miniskirt won’t answer your catcalls, sometimes you’re looking at a nice girl in whore’s clothing – - we might say we like the attention, we might blush and giggle and turn back to our friends, but we’re all thinking the same thing: “This isn’t me. Tomorrow morning, I’ll be wearing a tee-shirt and flannel shorts, I’ll have slept alone and I’ll be making my hung-over best friend breakfast. See through the disguise. See me.”

You never do. Why? Because you only see the exterior, you only see the slutty girl who welcomes those advances. You don’t want the nice girl.. so don’t say you’re looking for a relationship: relationships take time and energy and intent, three things we’re willing to extend – - but in return, we’re looking for compassion and loyalty and trust, three things you never seem willing to express.

Maybe nice guys finish last, but in the race they’re running they’re chasing after the whores and the sluts and the easy-targets… the nice girls are waiting at the finish line with water and towels and a congratulatory hug (and yes, if she’s a nice girl and she likes you, the sweatiness probably won’t matter), hoping against hope that maybe you’ll realize that they’re the ones that you want at the end This is a tribute to the nice guys

The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and complaining about what jerks guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores.

This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girls every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.

This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once theyre at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow dont end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.

This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldnt worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree youd ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didnt have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but were just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because youre nice like that.

The nice guys dont often get credit where credit is due. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I cant. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative jerks. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, hes too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but hes not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldnt possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I cant figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesnt last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.

So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know youre sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, insane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming. ”

10 Secrets every woman has and every man should know…

Things I found today and liked….

I’m sorry…

I’m sorry…

 

That i bought you roses to tell you that i like you

 

I’m sorry…

 

That I was raised with respectnot to sleep with you when you were drunk

 

I’m sorry…

 

That my body’s not ripped enough to “satisfy” your wants

 

I’m sorry…

 

that I open your car door, and pull out your chair like I was raised

 

I’m sorry…

 

That I’m not cute enough to be “your guy”

 

I’m sorry…

 

That I am actually nice; not an asshole

 

I’m sorry…

 

I don’t have a huge bank account to buy you expensive things

 

I’m sorry…

 

I like to spend quality nights at home cuddling with you, instead of at a club

 

I’m sorry…

 

I would rather make love to you then just f**k you like some random guy.

 

I’m sorry…

 

That I am always the one you need to talk to, but never good enough to date

 

I’m sorry…

 

That I always held your hair back when you threw up,and didn’t get mad at you for puking in my car, but when we went out you went home with another guy

 

I’m sorry…

 

That I am there to pick you up at 4am when your new man hit you and dropped you off in the middle of nowhere, but not good enough to listen to me when I need a friend

 

I’m sorry…

 

If I start not being there, and being used as a door mat, only to be thrown to the side when the new asshole comes around

 

I’m sorry…

 

If I don’t answer my phone anymore when you call, to listen to you cry for hours, instead of getting a couple hours of sleep before work

 

I’m sorry…

 

that you can’t realize.. I’ve been the one all along.

 

I’m sorry…

 

If you read this and know somebody like this but don’t care But most of all

 

I’m sorry…

 

For not being sorry anymore

 

I’m sorry…

 

That you can’t accept me for who I am

 

I’m sorry…

 

I can ever do anything right, and nothing that I do is good enough to make it in your world.

 

I’m sorry…

 

I caught your bf with another girl and told you about it, I thought that was what friends were for…

 

I’m sorry…

 

That I told you I loved you and actually meant it.

 

I’m sorry…

 

That I talked to you for nine hours on Thanksgiving when your bf was threatening you instead of spending time with my family.

 

I’m Sorry…

 

That u fixed diner for some other guy on Valentine’s Day and I won’t forgive u for it, after u lied to me and said u were out with ur friends!

 

I’m sorry…

 

If u weren’t “READY” for a serious relationship and you just missed ur chance with a guy who could have made ALL your dreams come true.

 

I’m Sorry…

 

That i cared

 

I’m sorry…

 

that I listen to you at night talk about how you wish you could have done something different.

 

 

~Ladies always bitch and bitch to their friends that there is never any good guys out there, and they always end up with assholes who mistreat them. Well ladies next time you’re bitching, maybe look up to see who you’re bitching to, maybe that special someone is right there hanging on your every word as usual, screaming in his head “Why won’t you give me a chance?” Because the person you are usually searching for is right by you.~

How sex starts…

This is freaking hilarious!

…a smile leads to a laugh

…a laugh leads to a high 5

…a high 5 leads to a hug

…a hug leads to a kiss

…a kiss leads 2 makeout

…a makeout leads 2 finger

…a finger leads to a hand

…a hand leads to a lick

…a lick leads to a suck

…a suck leads 2 a fuck.

…So tell me how many people are you gonna smile at after you heard this cuz sex is like math.

…u add the bed

…subtract the clothes

…divide the legs

…leave your solution

…and pray you dont multiply!

Here I am again, wondering my night away…

I wonder what the rules are for dating over long distances?

How much distance is too much distance?

How can one person like another person so much after only one date?

Just how sneaky are men when it comes to a woman’s heart?

How many more times am I willing to put my heart out there and risk getting hurt again?

These are just some of the questions that have been floating around in my head. Some of these questions I know the answer to, but maybe I’m unwilling to admit that I know. Then, there are those questions that I will probably never know the answers to. For example:

~I will never know how someone can seem to like me so much after one date…

~I will never know how many more times I will risk getting hurt, because I will never stop putting my heart out there-I still believe in ‘Happily Ever After’…even though right now I’m only familiar with the ‘Ever After’ part…

~I will never know how sneaky men really are when it comes to a woman’s heart…

These are just three of many questions I will never be able to answer, at least not for certain.

You have all heard the saying, “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.” I guess the same thing could be said for perfection, right?

One of my friends told me the other day that no one person is so irrational in their thinking that they think there is such a thing as the perfect person. He said that when a person says another person is perfect, they just mean that the person is perfect for them. Now, I knew this before he told me, but hearing him say it to me had an impact of some sort on me. I don’t know why, but it did. My friend and I had this conversation on perfection because of a comment I made about me not understanding something….

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Here is a list of some things I’m striving to accomplish in my life:

1) Finish school!

2) Stop procrastinating!

3) Stop apologizing for things that are in no way my fault!

4) Learn how to take compliments!

5) Stop over-thinking/over-analyzing things!

6) Be happy!

7) Find a great job that I love!

8 ) Find someone that I can be happy with for the rest of my life…

Of course, I want to accomplish more than just the things on that list, and I’m sure that over time I’ll add things to that list…oh, and there’s a huge possibility that I’ve forgotten to put some stuff on that list that should definitely be on it. Those are just the things that are in the foremost part of my brain right now.

Anyway, I better stop this post now~there is no telling what I’ll type if I keep this going on the track it’s on…

~WAIT, BEFORE I GO~

I do know that I have at least one new occasional reader..So let me take this blog opp to say hi to my far away friend…

~Hi Alex! I hope you’re having a wonderful time back @ home.  Remember to work hard, play hard, be safe, and of course keep in touch with me! Next time you go for some drinks, have one for me!!!!~

 Until next time

~H~A~P~P~Y~~B~L~O~G~G~I~N~G~

I wanna be a bear!

love compatability…

 I found this on MySpace, and decided that all of you non-my-spacers may want to see it….I looked at all of the Horoscope signs compatabbility with my sign….Here’s what I found:

Love Compatibility of Cancer with Aries(Mar 21 – Apr 19)

(Yes I have dated an Aries…we broke up and didn’t speak for nearly 6 years…)

You’re a homebody, Cancer. You like to be in your element, spending time with close friends and family. When you get into a relationship, you move slowly because you don’t want to get hurt. Rams, on the other hand, are impulsive and independent. Being involved with one can make you feel vulnerable, which will make you act needier than you usually are. Your moodiness can annoy Aries, who isn’t particularly interested in dealing with other people’s feelings. If Aries can learn to be more sympathetic, and you can learn to give them more space, it might just work out.

Love Compatibility of Cancer with Taurus(Apr 20 – May 20)

(Haven’t seriously dated a Taurus that I know of…Maybe I should though…)

Cancer and Taurus are the ultimate domestic duo. You lovingly whip up breads, pies, cakes, cookies and muffins, and your Bull is all too happy to help you eat them. Taurus, also a good cook, will gladly return the favor anytime. You two are happy at home, but you can get so cozy with each other that you forget there’s a whole world out there, full of friends and family who would like very much to spend some time with you. Taurus is more stable and grounded than you are, and can adjust to the ebb and flow of your emotional tides easier than most signs.

Love Compatibility of Cancer with Gemini(May 21 – Jun 20)

(Dated a Gemini…fell for him….we still talk…He was one of the good ones…)

When a Cancer and a Gemini meet, they have a lot to learn about each other. A Gemini may hurt your feelings – often – and when you want physical reassurance, they’ll offer apologies and explanations. And while you sit there and wait for Gemini to figure out why you’re so mad, he or she will need you to just come out and say it. It won’t be an easy obstacle to overcome, but it won’t be impossible, either. Once you learn that for Gemini, words mean the same thing as a hug does for you, and vice versa, you’ll be in great shape.

Love Compatibility of Cancer with Cancer(Jun 21 – Jul 22)

(Never dated another crab…)

Crabs aren’t used to having their abundant emotional needs met. When two Cancers hook up, then, they might not know how to deal with the fact that someone is lavishing them with the same caring and devotion they usually give to others but never get in return. You’ve both been longing for love for what seems like forever, but it’s hard for you to accept it. When you finally do – and you will — you’ll have a happy life together, with plenty of blankets, tissues (for tears) and cozy furniture. Plus, you’ll finally have all the snuggling you could ever hope for.

Love Compatibility of Cancer with Leo(Jul 23 – Aug 22)

( I hae dated a Leo, and he was very needy but didn’t seem to care about me at all..that Leo sucked at being a boyfriend!)
When you first meet a Leo, they can seem confident and outgoing. As someone who is shy and withdrawn, Crab, your Lion excites and inspires you. Don’t be fooled by your Leo’s booming roar and powerful charisma, though. Deep down, he or she is just a tender pussycat who wants to be scratched behind the ear. In fact, you and your Leo love are more alike than you think. You are both cautious when it comes to love, and you both require tons of affection. Your partner wants to feel adored – always – and you just might be the one to make that Leonine dream a reality.

Love Compatibility of Cancer with Virgo(Aug 23 – Sep 22)

(Never dated a Virgo…)

Virgos can be demanding and critical at times. Your loyalty, caring and sensitivity can sooth the busy and often complicated Virgo mind. Cancers are one of the few signs who has what it takes to coax these over-analyzers out of their heads and into their hearts. Once you do, you’ll be pleasantly surprised by how easily they let down their guard. Your Virgo will feel safe with you, which will make them less picky and judgmental. You really bring out the best in this often difficult sign, and their earthiness will appeal to your need for security.

Love Compatibility of Cancer with Libra(Sep 23 – Oct 22)

(My first kiss was with a Libra…I’d like to kiss him again…)

You are instantly attracted to the sophisticated Libra personality, and may jump into a relationship faster than usual, even though you’re quite different people. Like all water signs, you’re guided by your feelings, while Libra focuses on rational thought. You have no problem making up your mind, even though you worry about your decision. Libra, on the other hand, has to go over every possible outcome before deciding on a course of action. Libra may disapprove of your intense emotions sometimes, but with a little love and a lot of humor, you can make it work.

Love Compatibility of Cancer with Scorpio(Oct 23 – Nov 21)

(Haven’t had the pleasure of dating a Scorpio…I know one that I wouldn’t mind dating though…)

Cancer and Scorpio are both water signs, which means you can swim through the emotional depths of a relationship together like enchanted water nymphs. The tides of your feelings changes like the tides of the ocean, but you’re both able to go wit the flow. On the surface, it seems like your emotions are more up and down than your partner’s. While there is less turmoil on Scorpio’s exterior, though, there are powerful and intense passions stewing beneath the surface. A relationship between a Cancer and a Scorpion will never be just a casual fling.

Love Compatibility of Cancer with Sagittarius(Nov 22 – Dec 21)

(The ex-husband is a Sag… nuff said…)

Your passive and sensitive demeanor may be shaken up by the restless nature of a Sagittarius, who is always looking for adventure – and not always close to home, either. This could be a good thing for you – you’ll get the chance to experience things you wouldn’t have on your own. In return, you can teach your Sagittarius that stability, security and honesty don’t have to equal boredom. You’ll need to spice up your life if you want to hold onto your fearless mate, while your Sagittarius will need the patience required to coax you out of your Crab shell.

Love Compatibility of Cancer with Capricorn(Dec 22 – Jan 19)

(Don’t know any caps…)

You are more sensitive to the needs of others than any other sign of the Zodiac, Cancer. Capricorns, your opposite sign, aren’t exactly known for wearing their hearts on their sleeves. They are practical people who would rather keep their feelings, emotions and vulnerability to themselves, which may be hard for you to deal with. Your own emotional well-being will depend upon your ability to communicate your feelings with integrity, while your Goat will have to learn to pay attention to your mood swings in order to gain your trust and develop intimacy.

Love Compatibility of Cancer with Aquarius(Jan 20-Feb 18)

(again, not had the pleasure…)

You’re the traditional, sentimental type, Cancer. Aquarius, on the other hand, is more eccentric, and lets go of feelings easily. Your partner has big ideals, and is often more concerned with saving the world than with handing you a tissue to wipe up your tears. While you tend to live in the past, Aquarius is always looking toward the future. With a few adjustments – you’ll have to trust your Aquarian love more, and he or she will have to adjust to your ever-changing emotions – the two of you can learn how to live happily together in the present.

Love Compatibility of Cancer with Pisces(Feb 19=Mar 20)

(This one sounds good….Too bad I haven’t met him yet…or have I?  If I have met him, I don’t know it…)

When Crabs and Fish meet, they understand each other almost immediately. In a way, you are zodiac cousins, living in the same watery world. You share a bond that isn’t intellectual – it’s based on a shared sensitivity, awareness and compassion. Your Pisces is tuned into your ever-changing moods and emotional needs. Meanwhile, you can sense when your fish is confused or in pain. You can often communicate with each other without even saying a word. Like two peas in a pod, you have what it takes to live together in the garden of eternal happiness.

OK, I don’t put my whole life’s meaning into these things, I just thought it would be fun to see how right or wrong these compatability tests were…What do ya’ll think?

I wonder how many signs I have forgotten about….Oh well, if I forgot the guys sign, then it must not have been serious enough to count, right? (JK)

Anyway, I’m sitting at home, have been all day, I need to go to bed…..This is my first sotally tober night in like five days or more, maybe that’s why I’m not tired yet….No alcohol = no sleep????  Shit, I’ll have to untrain myself now.

I’m turning in….Good~night!

Some glitter graphics and a little insight from myself…

I guess this is why some females don’t mind being called a “bitch”…hmmmm
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I wish I had someone to say this to right now….
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Isn’t that the truth…

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We’ve all said this before…or maybe we have wished we said it….

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What all women are….

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Aren’t we all…waiting patiently that is….

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AMEN!!!

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Don’t ya hate it when secrets just don’t keep…

OK, so I had this secret….yeah, HAD is a bad word here…I had this secret, I don’t have it anymore…

I was just starting to share this secret with people, granted-none of these people know me, but that is the only reason I shared this secret with them.

This was something that very few of my freinds knew about, and I wanted to keep it that way….BUT~there’s that wonderful little ‘but’ again~now, more people know about it than I ever wanted and there’s nothing I can do about it.

Oh well…I guess one person’s lost secret is another person’s window to a new world… (That sounds pretty good…I just made that up!)

Anway, I just figure that now I will censor myself a little more, and be very aware of who may or may not be watching, waiting for me to lose another precious personal secret…

la la la laaa laaaa-laaaa

~Happy Blogging~