How Girls/Guys Flirt?

HOW GIRLS FLIRT:

1.She calls you by your full name not
just a nick name.
2. She hits you softly on the arm and
laughs when you say something funny.
3. She flips her hair when she's
talking
to you.
4. She touches your arm when she talks
to you.
5. She says, "No, I'm not telling you
who I like!" with a big smile on her
face.
6. She asks you who you like or who you
would go out with seemingly interested.
7. When you go to the movies with a
bunch of your friends and she is almost
always next to you.
8. She criticizes you on a girl you
like.
9. You catch her staring at you.
10. She plays with your hair or tries
to
put make up on you.
11. Her friends outside of school and
in
school know about you, and says she
talks about you a lot.
12. She knows your phone number and
address. ( stalker much? )
13. She will try and talk, and spend
time with you as much as possible


HOW GUYS FLIRT:

1. He stares at you alot.
2. He hits you alot. (just play
hitting )
3. He uses the first thing that pops
into his head to start a converstaion
with you
4. He yelled, "Hi!", to your mum that
day she picked you up from school.
5. He blew off his buds to go
see "Brown
Sugar" with you cuz you couldn't get
another girl pal to go and didn't want
to go alone.
6. He tries to make you laugh anyway
even if he gets hurt in the process
7. His voice gets softer when ever you
two talk.
8. You hung up on him. He called you
back.
9. You were invited by him to a group
outing.
10. He called you to talk about nothing
at all.
11. He imitates your laugh. OK, you do
laugh PRETTY LOUD. Which makes you
laugh
even harder...
12. He remembers little things you
mention in casual conversation
13. He sometimes stares straight into
your eyes.
14. He uses every possible way to touch
you (your hair, face, thighs,
KNEES,ect.)

=sAd aNd sWeEt QuOtEs=

A grL taLkin 2 her guy:

GirL: i wnt 2 grow oLd n a prOvince, stay n a big hauz w/ a beautifuL garden fiLLed with fLowers. How bout u, wr do u wnt 2 grow oLd?
Guy: bsyd u..=)

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gf n bf met an accident..bf survived, gf died..gf beg 4 a 2nd Lyf coz she Luv her bf vry much..rquest granted..Livin n anoder body, gf met her bf again..dey wer dating den her bf said.."Know wat..ur actions seems familiar..ur Lyk 1 of my gurLz i usd 2 pLay w/..but duh..she's now dead coz of my pLan.."

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Der was a TREE hu witnesd true Luv thru a prmis dat had carved on it.. After 10 yrs, d girL wnt back 2 c if it's stiL der & was surprised coz d boy was aLso der.. So dey taLk & shared deir xperiences.. Aftr few mins, an old Lady passing by askd her.."hu's dat?".."d 1 i luv" she replyd. "u're joking. u're talking 2 urself.. Dnt u knw dt der's a lost soul hir? A guy was kiLLed hir 4 saving dat tree against loggers!" She lukd at d guy den d guy said.."I'm hir 2 fulfil our promiz.."

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A hart-breaking story..d exGF confronts d exBF.
exGF: "how dare u play our song in ur wedding ceremony?..how dare u pick my favorite color as ur motif?..how dare u chus our aniv date as ur wedding date?..how dare u luk at me b4 u kis ur wyf??!"
d exBF breaks down & cry..
exBF: "bcoz datz d last & only way i cud pretend dat u're my wife"...=(

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One day, a girL askd her boyfrnd 2 buy a ring 4 her bday. unfortunately, d boy gv her a love story buk nstd of a ring! Dn d grl throw dat buk away! Soon, she raisd hr own family & yrs hv pasd, hr l8 fiance died n a plnecrash. she went 2 d funeral & surprcngly fnd d buk she refusd 2 rcv wn he gve 8. as she went on d pgs of d buk, she noticd dat 8 was deir luvs2ry,. at d end of 8 sez "p.s. after u rid dis buk, go 2 d tree wev olwez stay, il w8 4 u 2 wear dis ring i hv.iluvu."

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A SAD & MEAN STORY:
1s dr wr lovrz, n d pas few days dy always quareld cz of m'understanding. 1 day, d guy nvtd hr gf 2 hz hauz.. Nsyd d rum, d guy sd: "f u rli luv me, gve me wt i wnt." D grl kiz hr bf imed8ly & surndrd hr virgnty 2 hr bf..After dt, d bf sd, "im nt yt finishd talking a wyl ago, wt i wnt s a break up cz of our m'undrztndngs! Anyway thnx 4 mkng me hapi, i enjoyd & lovd 8..Bt im sory cz i hve 2 sy Gudbye!=(

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A sweet quote frm an 8 yr old boy:
Love
is when i can't pay attention in class bcoz i am too busy writing her first name..
..w/ my last..=)

+quOtes+

To someone:
"should i smile because we're friends?
or
should i be sad because dat's all we'll ever be?"


d rain rminds me of him..
how cold he is, how gloomy he made me feel, how much tears i shed bcoz of him, how much damage he caused & how stupid i am 4 stiL wnting d Rain..=(


In life, there are 4 things u can't get back..
-The stone...
...after the throw
-The word...
...after it's said
-The action...
...after it's done
-& the time...
...after it has passed
So be careful of what u throw, of what u speak, of what u do, & of what u let pass by..


y is it easy 2 fall inluv n yet so hard 2 be luvd back?
y shud i fiL such if destiny permits me not?
y do i hav 2 faLL if its u i cnt hav?
y is der a "YOU" n "ME" but never "ME" n "YOU"?..

="ReCoLLecTiOn"=

What is recollection?

When we hear the word "recollection", there are a lot of things coming in our minds. Some wud think dat recollection means the power of retaining and recalling past experiences. Or maybe an act or instance of remembering. Well recollection simply means the process of gathering again.

Well, yesterday, we had our recollection in school, the 3rd year/Junior students of CapizNHS. Dey told us 2 be der at exactly 7:00 a.m. or b4 dat but i woke up late yesterday.:)) Actually, not dat late, 'bout 6:30?..hehe Den i already arrived @ d skuL abt 7:30 already. I thought I was already late but wen I arrived @ d skuL, sum of my classmates were already der but the seminarians were not yet there so we still waited for dem. Then when dey arrived, we get inside d rum of II-SOF. We used their rum during our recollection. Bro. Michael Vasquez was assigned 2 us and Brother Lynus . They were nice nman and Bro. Vasquez was really a good speaker. Actually I already met him last summer during d catechesis bcuz he was assigned @ d Mt. Carmel.

Then Brother Michael told us 2 introduce first ourselves, first our name, d fruit (we want 2 be called 4 dat day), and adjective. I chose Lemon bcuz, i dunno..-:)) I just remembered d flavor of my medicine I tuk b4 d recollection starts.

Our topic was 'bout "LOVE"..whew!der r different kinds of Love, Love for d family, Love for God, etc... den, after dat dey gave us break first for bout 20 min?..bsta we came back at 10:30.. den wen we cme back, we started sharing.. wuahhh...i was d 2nd person 2 share, first was Green.. i dunno y i cried..I'm not suppose 2 cry but wen i started speaking already though it's only short, i cried.. den after i shared, i luk at my classmates, dey're already crying also.. i started d crying mode..hehe

After d lecture, sharing and crying, we had our lunch break and went back at 1:15..but b4 we started 4 our afternoon session, we played first.hehe, den Bro. Michael told us to get inside already..den we start crying again bcuz of d music Bro. Lynus played and d story dat Bro. Michael read to us..haiiz, we cried for bout an hour.. We already ended at about quarter to 3?.. We have already eyebugs!wuahhh.. its so painful.. Then we took picture2 b4 d mass w/ Bro. Michael and Bro. Lynus. We're still vain.hehe

I'm so glad dat God sent us those 2 brothers as a way to change our lives. Bcuz of d recollection, we realized and learned a lot of things.

aLways remember guyz:

"Love is God"

He Created us, Saved us, and Sanctified us!

"Love each other as you love yourseLf"

+StOry oF a giRL+

hey guys!hav u heard d song "Story of a Girl" by Nine Days?..
la lng..hehe, just lyk dis song..

ok, here's d lyrics of d song:

[Chorus:]
This is the story of a girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
And while she looked so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her
When she smiles

Now how many days in a year
She woke up with hope
But she only found tears
And I can be so insincere
Making her promises never for real
As long as she stands there waiting
Wearing the holes in the soles of her shoes
Now how many days disappear
When you look in the mirror
So how do you choose

Your clothes never wear as well the next day
And your hair never falls in quite the same way
You never seem to run out of things to say

[Chorus]

Now how many lovers would stay
Just to put up with this
Every day and all day
Now how did we wind up this way
Watching our mouths for the words that we say
As long as we stand here waiting
Wearing the clothes or the soles that we choose
Now how do we get there today
When we're walking too far for the price of our shoes

Your clothes never wear as well the next day
And your hair never falls in quite the same way
You never seem to run out of things to say

[Chorus]

[Guitar solo]

Well your clothes never wear as well the next day
And your hair never falls in quite the same way
You never seem to run out of things to say

[Chorus]

This is the story of a girl
Who's pretty face she hid from the world
and while she looks so sad and lonely there
I absolutely love her

This is the story of a - girl
Who cried a river and drowned the whole world
And while she looked so sad in photographs
I absolutely love her
When she smiles
When she smiles!

A Diary From A Guy

*January 2*

Do you still remember the first time we met? It was the first day in school. I was hurriedly entering the school gate when I bumped into you as you stepped out of a luxurious Volvo. The books you were holding fell all over the ground. I quickly picked up the books and returned them to you along with words of apology, but all you showed me was your intimidating look. My first impression of you was that you were a willful girl born with a golden stingy in the mouth. I had rejected you completely and had hoped not to meet you again, but surprisingly you turned out to be my classmate.

*March 22*

I started to know more about you as days passed and my opinion of you changed for the better on each passing day. I realized that you were from a wealthy family but definitely not a willful girl. You were nice and friendly. You got angry that day we first met because I had left a footprint marking on the poetry collection you loved dearly. We met often during lunch break and I found something in you that was different from the rest of the girls - your passion for Chinese poetry. Often you would mumble something to yourself. Initially, I thought that you were humming a pop song but later I realized that you had been reciting Chinese poems from great poets. You were so knowledgeable that you knew every poet and which poems they composed. I was very impressed indeed.

*April 5*

I met you again in the study area. That day you were reading the Chinese classics "Romance of the 3 kingdom". Your ability to appreciate Chinese classics left me with admiration. You were indeed unique in many ways.

*May 5*

From then on, we would often meet in the study area to discuss about the good and bad things of the character in these Chinese classics. Do you still remember the time when we almost broke off because we could not agree on whether Jia Bao Yu hurt Lin Dai Yu? Our argument was so fierce that we never talked for that week. But when Friday came, we still met in the study area and laughed over the incident. After which, another argument started.

*Aug 7*

I could not deny it. It was a feeling I could not identify accurately. Whenever you laughed over a joke with other guys, that emotion filled my senses. It took me a while before identified it. I was in love; the feeling was jealousy. I felt the need to express it. But, I was afraid...that you would dismiss my feeling, that you and I would be stuck in an embarrassing situation, that our long nurtured friendship would crumble...therefore, I kept quiet.

*Oct 1*

The news came as a shock to me. I was so worried when I learned that you had fainted in the canteen. I was struggling to keep my worried face in control as I looked at the ambulance that carried you away.

*Oct 2*

It was drizzling that day. Our form teacher sadly announced that you had got cancer. As she finished her last sentence, outside the classroom, it seemed to me that the drizzle had turned into a downpour. I could only hear the sound of the rain, nothing more. I rushed to NUH ICU to see you immediately after lesson. Your face was whitish in colour, showing no trace of red. I learnt that you had just undergone an operation. The life-support system was just beside you with tubes piercing mercilessly into your left wrist. "I am all right, it is just a serious case of anemia. Believe me, my parents told me that". you said convincingly. I knew fully well what you were thinking, you did not want me to be worried. "Are you comforting yourself or comforting the fears and hopelessness that was written all over my face?", I thought to myself. I was not strong enough to disagree with you and I nodded my head with a forced smile. You responded with a smile too-with great effort.

*Oct 5*

It was a ordinary day but to me, it was an important day. I felt an impulse to express my love. I walked over to the side of your bed, holding your hand. I told you the story of how an ordinary guy fell in love with a girl who likes poetry and Chinese classics. As I told my story, my eyes started to flood with water, and uncontrollably my voice started to choke, and finally I broke into tear But you held my head against your body and with watery eyes, said: "I understand such a love, so did the girl." I returned my eyes to her and at that moment, her tears dropped, and for the first time, I saw some redness on her lips.

*Oct 26*

It was the last day of examination and I rushed to NUH to continue my story. When I reached there, I only saw the nurse arranging the bed you once slept on. When I asked about you, the nurse told me expressionlessly that you had passed away. It was a bolt from the blue for me. I stood motionless for a long time. I hated myself for spending the last few days preparing for the last examination paper. I hated myself for not staying longer the last time I visited you. I hated myself so much...but you were gone...... I can't remember how I got home that day. When I woke up, I was already in my room. The pillow I slept on was wet. The next day, I went for the funeral. I heard from your father that on the day you passed away, you were still reading the Poetry collection I gave you as a gift for your birthday. Standing in front of Your portrait, I had no tears, they were used up on the day of your death. All I knew was sadness, my heart was like shattered into pieces and died.

*Jan 2*

A new girl has taken over your seat. She does not like poetry, but she likes to hum pop songs. When I asked her if she knows Jia Bao Yu, she replied: "What talking you." Yes, you were gone. But to me, the seat is still unoccupied, and maybe no one will ever occupy it......

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If u luv sum1, tel dem ryt now b4 its too late. Just lyk d saying "u'll just appreciate the presence of sum1 when dey're already gone." Share this story to those you cherish most and let them feel their "presence" are important as they are part of our lives too!!

my bRo?..

Hello guyz! dis is me and my brother! do we luk alike?..nope ryt?..nuh'oh! According to many pipol, i luk lyk my father wyl my brother luks lyk my grandfather (mother side). well, i think it's true. i cud say dat pipol r also comparing us and i don't lyk it. cud dey just shut up their mouths?.. hhmmpphh... dey wud usually compare us in academics. And i totally hate it. mind ur own business ok?..i admit dat my brother is really good in sports and i'm poor on it. uhmm, not really poor, shall we say, only not good on it just lyk my brother.haha

People are always mistaken him as my elder brother. U know y?..bcoz of his height and size..i guess?..haha He's taller and bigger than me. He has a father figure also (to me).hehe, dat's y sumtyms i'm also afraid of him..i admit it..tsk,tsk He's only thirteen but sumtyms he's making "sermon2" to me just lyk a father or older than me even though i'm older than him.haha, try 2 imagine him!he's so funny!ahahahaha
If he's not mistaken as my brother, he's mistaken as my boyfriend.."daw"^^ haha

If my brother hates me, he just calls me by my name.haha He's so funny dat's y everytym he calls me denen, i call him "manoy!" (elder brother) and i guess he enjoys it wen i'm calling him "manoy".haha

We also quarrel lyk d other brothers and sisters but not too often.^^ He's a very nice brother though i also hate him sumtyms. But i'm very grateful to have a very patient brother lyk him even though sumtyms he keeps on contradicting me.



until here..see yah again nxt tym on my nxt blog..^^

Clueless Crushee

(this is the result of the quiz i have taken at d candymag.)

He has no idea. ZERO. ZILCH. NADA. If you want things to stay this way, then so be it. But but but, if you want him to notice you, maybe some aptly-worded text messages or dropping a couple of hints would help.

-nyc result!hehe..i just don't want him to know dat i hava crush on him..i'm referring to my crush hus code name was "rain".haha

no one knows bout him..no!i mean there is but i think only 3 people.^^ by dis tym i don't want dat almost all people knows hu's my crush is..wen i told dem (those 3 pipol) dat it was him, they we're shocked! SHOCKED?..uhmm, not really..dey just don't have any idea dat it was him..haha

i know tym is too short not to tell him bout dis feelings i have for him but i don't care bout dat!ahaha..confessing to him is not important and i won't do it.never!it's just a crush and i'm happy nman of wat's happening between d two of us..? actually der's nothing really happening nman between d two of us..haha, i mean, i'm already contented of d way he treated me. everytym we saw each other, it's just like we don't know each other..haha for me it's better than knowing i lyk him..^^