Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Written by a guy.

We guys don't care if you talk to other guys. We don't care if you're friends with other guys. But when you're sitting next to us and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him, without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off. It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there. We don't care if a guy calls or texts you, but at 2 in the morning we do get a little concerned. Nothing is that important at 2am that it can't wait till the morning.

Also, when we tell you you're pretty/beautiful/gorgeous/cute/stunning, we freakin' mean it. I know a few girl that need to learn this one, don't tell us we're wrong. We'll stop trying to convince you.

The most attractive thing about a girl is confidence. Yeah, you can quote me. Don't be mad when we hold the door open. Take advantage of the mood we are in. Let us pay for you! Don't feel bad. We enjoy doing it. It's expected. Smile and say thank you.

Kiss us when no one's watching. If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed. You don't have to get dressed up for us. If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the need to wear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of make-up you own. We like you for who you are and not what you are. Honestly, I think a girl looks more beautiful when she's just in her pj's. Or my t-shirt and boxers, not all dolled up.

Don't take everything we say seriously. Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it. Don't get angry easily.

Stop using magazines/media as your bible. Don't talk about how hot Chris Brown, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us. It's boring and we don't care. You have girlfriends for that.

Whatever happened to the word "handsome"/'beautiful" I'd be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted me with "Hey handsome!" instead of "Hey baby/stud/cutie/sexy" or whatever else you can think of.

Girls, I cannot stress this enough: if you aren't being treated right by a guy, don't wait for him to change! Ditch his sorry butt, disgrace to the male population, and find someone who will treat you with utter respect. Someone who will honor your morals. Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest. Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes. Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel. Someone who will stop what they're doing just to look you in the eyes and say I love you and actually mean it. Give the nice guys a chance.

Guys repost this if you agree. Girls repost this if you think it's cute. Every guy who isn't a jerk will agree with this, so I hope that all the girls that read this will repost this.

ADVICE:

*Holding Hands*

-Girls: If you want to hold his hand, gently bump into it a couple of times.

*Movies*
-Girls: During a movie, if he puts his arm around you, tilt your head on his shoulder.

-Guys: Lift her chin up and kiss her.

*Loving each other*

-Guys: When she tells you she loves you, look deep into her eyes, give her a peck on the lips, and tell her you love her too and mean it.

*Laying below the stars*

-Girls: When you're both laying under the stars, put your head on his chest and close your eyes as you listen to his steady heartbeat.
-Guys: Whisper in her ear and link your hands with hers.

There's nothing wrong about being honest with your feelings. It ain't girly. It actually is super manly. :)

Saturday, January 7, 2012

Chirping like a bird.

I remember how I used to hate social networking sites. You get to be called a poser just because people steal your pictures and assume your identity. But the hell do I care. I've got my friends though. I don't need those bunch of people who don't really know me. Now here's the thing. I've got this blog, I've got my yahoo and google account, I've got my Facebook account, which by the way was already deactivated and now I've got a new one. TWITTER. I HONESTLY hated twitter. What the hell can people get from gossiping and tweeting every second of the day for the rest of their lives? Well, that's a rhetorical question, if you may ask. Here's the point, I met this girl. Yeah, the one you saw earlier. *blush* I could just write the story behind why like all the others, I'm also chirping now (making tweets, that is) but I guess it'll take me forever to explain and share every detail of it. Just so you guys all know, I too am chirping not because I want to have a gazillion followers like Pitt and Jolie but because I want to look at her from a distant and know what she's feeling. And if one day, i'll find her down in the dumps, i'll click that FOLLOW button and tell her, "hey @****andskulls, I may not look like your Knight in shining armor, but I'm here ready to save you."

Again, to the best girlfriend I never had, you're the reason why I am chirping like a bird. :')

Can't get you off my head. . .

Yes, I miss her. :')




I tried. . . but I can't get you off my head.


I tried to forget you so that all these feelings may fade. I tried to divert my attention to somebody else but I found myself falling for you more each passing day. I tried not to think of you but I found myself dreaming of you more and more. I tried not to mind you but I just can't get you off my head.