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Speaking bout dating and stuffs makes me wonder.... Why does girls hard to figure out.. So instead of 'researching' on what you girls want, Why dont you girls check out this instead! Just to make everything much simpler...


+Women, learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down. We need it up, you need it down. You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.

+Birthdays, Valentines, and Anniversaries are not considered by us to be opportunities to see if we can find the perfect present again!

+Sometimes we are not thinking about you. Live with it.

+Sunday = sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be.

+Don't cut your hair. Ever. Long hair is always more attractive than short hair. One of the big reasons guys fear getting married is that married women always cut their hair, and by then you're stuck with her.

+Ask for what you want. Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it!

+We don't remember dates. . . .Period!!

+Most guys own three pairs of shoes - tops. What makes you think we'd be any good at choosing which pair, out of thirty, would look good with your dress?

+Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question. +Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.

+A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem. See a doctor.

+Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 days.

+If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't expect us to act like soap opera guys.

+If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us. We've been tricked before!! +If something we said can be interpreted two ways, and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.

+Let us ogle. We are going to look anyway; it's genetic.

+You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.

+Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during commercials.

+Christopher Columbus did not need directions, and neither do we.

+The relationship is never going to be like it was the first two months we were going out. Get over it. And quit whining to your girlfriends.

+ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.

+If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that.

+We are not mind readers and we never will be. Our lack of mind-reading ability is not proof of how little we care about you.

+If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing", we will act like nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.

+If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, expect an answer you don't want to hear.

+Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as navel lint, the shotgun formation, or monster trucks.

+Foreign films are best left to foreigners. (Unless it's Bruce Lee or some war flick where it doesn't really matter what they're saying anyway.)


I guess if you Girls can understand this, dating could be easier lol.. But heck I'd never put my money on you Girls to understand that.. Complicated thats the way girls love it.. Trust me, I know!

TinyTalk
1) I'm on holiday so less post in the days to come...
2) Men are from mars and Woman are from Venus... its true..and its hard..
3) Why am I so scared to hold her hands??????Why oh Why???

At last my month-long exam is over and gosh what a relieve...
And like any 'normal' teenager carrying an 'overloaded gun', its time to look for a 'date'...
With the target sighted, it was about time I ask her for a Date... and instead of a 'clear highway' ready for me, the path was lined with 'land-mines' (courtesy of her Dad)...
Luckily I didnt get killed on the spot killed in action sound cooler, KIA^^ instead he gave me a list... here it is....(@.@)"

Top Ten Simple Rules for Dating My Teenage Daughter

Rule One: If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up.

Rule Two: You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.

Rule Three: I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.

Rule Four: I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a 'barrier method' of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.

Rule Five: It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is 'early.'

Rule Six: I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry.

Rule Seven: As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process that can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?

Rule Eight: The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there are no parents, policemen, or nuns within eyesight. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; a movie which features chain saws is okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folk's homes are better.

Rule Nine: Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless God of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me.

Rule Ten: Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit your car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car; there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.

Get what I mean???
Since when dating has gotten this HARD???



TinyTalk
1) Exams really over...
2) Got this from 787Dreamliner from flydamnit.com forum...cool site
3) God, I sooo want to be a pilot!!

Some pictures after the 'Flash-flood'....

The road was finally visible!

My car. safe and sound...^^

The porch was in a mess!!....

The Halloween's moon was finally out..

Trick or Treat anyone???

It was Halloween's day and like any other Malaysian that day I thought it was nothing I dont celebrate Halloween's though, never is the better word..
Coincidentally it was my friends birthday and we (some of us ler) were at home marinating and preparing the stuffs for the birthday party cum bbq. We were 'Syiok syiok' marinating when we heard the rain pouring down. It was nearly the end of the year hence 'Wet Season' so nobody cared bout it.
It was until when we were gonna leave when we saw that the water had flooded the porch.
The water was rising fast and I 'evacuated' my car to a higher place only after water had risen to nearly half the car's height and went in it dy...
It was a 'Flash flood' so it 'Flashly' came and in an hour was 'Flashly' gone...
We had fun, though not in the sun!

The water had flooded the front porch by the time we realised it was flooding!

The road was already flooded knee-high!

The porch had turned into a freakin marshland...

The water rised so fast...

Evacuating the car to higher ground..
Thank God the engine was working!

Spotted 1 water buffalo complete with umbrella out there...

View from the upper balcony...

Everything was covered in water....

Water!!

This post is late and watery as well.... Go figure...