<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12691831</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:17:22.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>food for thought</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luludaguru.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12691831/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luludaguru.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00007407094278267988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12691831.post-112331141083229533</id><published>2005-08-06T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T14:56:50.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things He's Afraid to Hear You Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y126/lulusantiago/book11.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y126/lulusantiago/th_book11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are certain things a man never wants to hear from his lady. "Let's go shopping" is one of them, as those words usually herald a whole afternoon wasted near the women's fitting rooms. "You're acting like your father" is another, much harsher statement. Even worse, "You're acting like my father"; that one just hurts. Below, however, are the most fearsome, most harrowing combinations of words a female can utter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. I've been thinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she actually tells you she's been thinking, it's serious. And you can bet it involves marriage, cohabitation or the bitter end. It can take many forms, such as: "Why do you love me?" and "Have you ever thought about the future?" Again, have a brilliant exit plan at hand. A severed finger, for instance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. Be a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nothing is quite as injurious as having your very manhood questioned. You could give in to her shame tactics and do what she wants, or deflect it by saying, "How about you be a woman and quit nagging?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. My parents want to meet you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means two things:&lt;br /&gt;The relationship has crossed an important milestone of seriousness.&lt;br /&gt;You're about to be psychologically cavity-searched under the family microscope.All you can do is hope her father doesn't mention that he has some rusty wire cutters he wants to put to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. I have a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That means no action for you tonight, buddy. But you can beat her to it. If you sense she's particularly tired when you're horny, give her an unsolicited aspirin and hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. That's not the way my ex did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You never talk about your ex in front of her. So you obviously weren't prepared for this. Now you're being measured against the man she dumped. Ouch. Defend yourself, quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. What are you thinking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Women are curious. They need to know your every thought, feeling, hunch and inkling. Men, on the other hand, don't like to discuss and explore everything; we're content to keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. Do you find her pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She already caught you looking at that mind-blowing blonde that walked by, no matter how covert your glance. So if you say "no," she'll know you're lying and an argument will ensue. This is the time for very artful tact, such as, "Kind of, her ass is huge." Now pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Do you notice anything different about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you're in trouble if you don't. And the longer you take to answer, the more frustrated she'll become, which makes you more frantic. And when you finally bellow, "Oh, you got a new haircut!" she storms out, throwing her new earrings on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. My friend is pregnant/engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This seems harmless enough, until you catch that thinly veiled hint of disappointment in her voice. At this point, you know she really means, "When will we be engaged/pregnant?" Be prepared with an expert diversion at this point, such as faking a seizure. Unfortunately, nothing will help you when she comes at you with the even more chilling, "I'm pregnant." Good luck, buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. We need to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What everyone should know about these words is that no good news ever follows. These four ominous words signal a problem with the relationship. Expect a breakup, or at the very least a long talk about how you're not meeting her needs. Either way, it's not pleasant. And there is little you can do to avoid it. And though this one is a real bruiser, nothing is quite as caustic, as savage, as utterly cataclysmic as, "Do you think I'm fat?" You're on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;A rite of passage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;While no man likes to hear any of the aforementioned phrases, every man will, at some point, endure them. The best you can do is be prepared.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12691831-112331141083229533?l=luludaguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12691831/posts/default/112331141083229533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12691831/posts/default/112331141083229533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luludaguru.blogspot.com/2005/08/10-things-hes-afraid-to-hear-you-say.html' title='10 Things He&apos;s Afraid to Hear You Say'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00007407094278267988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12691831.post-112046294637156588</id><published>2005-07-04T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T15:45:46.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things you need to know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm really sorry guys for the delayed updates. Pips in peoplesupport know the reason...SURF CONTROL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But anyway, some of my stuffs are from cosmopolitan, so you can try to search it on thier website and maybe you'll find something interesting. Some are facts that we know already of cours from our previous relationships but some are debatable, of cors we know men, they are complicated..like us!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Listen up, ladies! Men love it when you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Have the ability to tease, be playful and take a joke&lt;br /&gt;2.Know that men are not, in fact, from Mars, and women are not from Venus&lt;br /&gt;3.Wear our T-shirts and boxers&lt;br /&gt;4.Call us out of the blue (if we're dating; not if we're practically strangers)&lt;br /&gt;5.Kiss creatively&lt;br /&gt;6.Have a social conscience and enjoy a good debate&lt;br /&gt;7.Have an easy-going attitude about watching or participating in athletic events occasionally&lt;br /&gt;8.Are comfortable leading the whole way in bed&lt;br /&gt;9.Ask for advice about non-stereotypically male stuff (yes, guys usually know what CD player to buy, but we like to be taken seriously about other things too)&lt;br /&gt;10.Are charming and thoughtful to his mother&lt;br /&gt;11.Can hold up your hair using only a pencil&lt;br /&gt;12.Are sexy and smart at the same time -- for example, you do the Sunday crossword wearing a pair of flirty pajamas&lt;br /&gt;13.Have the ability to remind us what gifts you like, without implying an obligation&lt;br /&gt;14.Have a spirit of independence, but one that doesn't make the man in your life feel unnecessary&lt;br /&gt;15.Know the difference between flirting and just ''being friendly''&lt;br /&gt;16.Eat a big meal and fearlessly order dessert&lt;br /&gt;17.Take naps next to us&lt;br /&gt;18.Send us flowers (believe it or not, men like getting flowers, too!)&lt;br /&gt;19.Know what you want&lt;br /&gt;20.Know what you want to do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12691831-112046294637156588?l=luludaguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12691831/posts/default/112046294637156588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12691831/posts/default/112046294637156588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luludaguru.blogspot.com/2005/07/some-things-you-need-to-know.html' title='Some things you need to know'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00007407094278267988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12691831.post-111933626908651803</id><published>2005-06-21T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T14:46:58.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just so you know</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y126/lulusantiago/men_are_pigs.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y126/lulusantiago/th_men_are_pigs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No matter how open you are with your boyfriend, there are some things even the gutsiest gals are too shy to ask. Get the answers to all the questions you always wanted to ask your man, and a few answers to questions you never even thought of! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1. Only 6 percent of the male population needs extra-large rubbers, according to condom manufacturers. In other words, 94 percent of men lie. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2. The study most trusted by urologists shows that the average erect penis size is 5.1 inches long and 4.8 inches in girth. Unless you're in a chat room. Then double it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;3. About 80 percent of American men are circumcised, even though the American Academy of Pediatrics says it's not medically necessary. No word on why men insist on cutting something they're always exaggerating about.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; 4. Men really do get "blue-balls." Technically called "prostatic congestion," the achiness in the testicles is caused by "trapped" blood. You know that crap he lays on you about orgasms being the only way to relieve it? He's right. But not so fast, trampolina. So is your doctor -- the one who says a warm shower or aspirin will also do the trick. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;5. Penises are generally darker in color than the bodies they hang from. Why? It's part of the sexual maturation process, but it's also because during puberty nature introduces men to a special friend: their right hand. As Mr. Nice to Meet You Too, You Can Let Go Now will tell anybody who'll listen, your skin would darken too if you were manhandled that often. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;6. There is no correlation between penis size and shoe size, hand size or nose size. And the bad news is even worse for gold-digging nymphos: There's no correlation between penis size and wallet size. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;7. Masturbation, or "punching the monkey," is healthy. No, really. "Use it or lose it" isn't just an excuse for a guy's hands to migrate south; it's the official tested and studied conclusion of sex experts. The less a guy uses his sexual plumbing, the more problems he'll have pumping the well later on. It's only at Thanksgiving that you should tell your man, "Don't play with your meat." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Men will go limp if they drink too much. But how much is too much? About three and a half drinks for a 150-pound man. After that, the only thing standing upright in your house will be the vacuum cleaner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. All men have a line going down their penis and over their testicles. And no, it's not the chow line. It's more a "seam" on the underside of the penis. It forms when the fetus is in the uterus. In women, the seam becomes the inner lips of the vagina. In men, the seam encloses the urethra along the length of the penis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Nothing can make a penis bigger -- except aging. Unfortunately, the size of the prize stops growing by the time men hit their early 20s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12691831-111933626908651803?l=luludaguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12691831/posts/default/111933626908651803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12691831/posts/default/111933626908651803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luludaguru.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-so-you-know.html' title='Just so you know'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00007407094278267988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12691831.post-111925349437273176</id><published>2005-06-20T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T16:41:10.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer Sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Five reasons to believe computers are female:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No one but the Creator understands their internal logic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The native language they use to communicate with other computers is incomprehensible to everyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The message "Bag command or file name" is about as informative as, "If you don't know why I'm mad at you, then I'm certainly not going to tell you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Even your smallest mistakes are stored in long-term memory for later retrieval.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find yourself spending half your paycheck on accessories for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Five reasons to believe computers are male&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. They have a lot of data, but are still clueless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. They are supposed to help you solve problems, but half the time they are the problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. As soon as you commit to one you realize that, if you had waited as little longer, you could have obtained a better model.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. In order to get their attention, you have to turn them on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Big power surges knock them out for the rest of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12691831-111925349437273176?l=luludaguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12691831/posts/default/111925349437273176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12691831/posts/default/111925349437273176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luludaguru.blogspot.com/2005/06/computer-sex.html' title='Computer Sex'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00007407094278267988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12691831.post-111916427977610630</id><published>2005-06-19T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T22:59:04.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Side of Sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Everyday before i come to work, I always think about a topic to search in the web.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I was actually looking for the answer on the issue why women can barely have orgasm compared to men. Of cors I won't tell you the details but i found this part very informative to all of us. Some of us might know this already but i want to emphasize on the importance of each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;TYPES OF ORGASM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Clitoral Orgasm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most common, they result from directly stimulating the clitoris and surrounding tissue. What many people don't realize is that the majority of the clitoris is actually hidden inside the woman's body. Recently, Australian urologist Helen O'Connell, M.M.E.D., studied cadavers and 3-D photography and found that the clitoris is attached to an inner mound of erectile tissue the size of your first thumb joint. That tissue has two legs or crura that extend another 11 centimeters. In addition, two clitoral bulbs -- also composed of erectile tissue -- run down the area just outside the vagina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O'Connell's findings, published in the Journal of Urology, show that this erectile tissue, plus the surrounding muscle tissue, all contribute to orgasmic muscle spasms. With so much tissue involved in a clitoral orgasm, it's no wonder they're the easiest to have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Pelvic Floor or Vaginal Orgasms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;These occur through stimulating the G-spot, or putting pressure on the cervix (the opening into the uterus) and/or the anterior vaginal wall. Located halfway between the pubic bone and the cervix, the sensitive G-spot -- named after its discoverer, German physician Ernest Grafenberg -- is a mass of spongy tissue that swells when stimulated. Because it's difficult to locate, experts have developed a few guiding techniques:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;o Ly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12691831-111916427977610630?l=luludaguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12691831/posts/default/111916427977610630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12691831/posts/default/111916427977610630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luludaguru.blogspot.com/2005/06/good-side-of-sex.html' title='The Good Side of Sex'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00007407094278267988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12691831.post-111907824188870887</id><published>2005-06-18T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T15:26:39.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;10 traits every man is looking for in a serious girlfriend:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;1. Get a life of your own -- and it's pretty good to boot. Ladies, this means that you take care of yourself, pay attention to your personal style and find time to hang with your fabulous friends and family. Seek adventure by traveling. And take in life's pleasures -- from indulging in dessert to walking through the park on a sunny day. Don't expect your boyfriend to be your entire existence. In other words, you're not waiting for him to show up, so you can get your "real life" started.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;2. Not to make the first move. You should never, ever pursue a man. Instead, you suggests waiting for the man to initiate and plan dates. If your always the one calling, you will never know if he is really interested in you or if your just convenient for him. You may find yourself questioning the relationship every step of the way. Men simply aren't programmed to think like that and therefore are better suited to the chase.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;3. Be sexy but not trampy. In the beginning of courtship, you should refrain from making any comments that are overtly sexual. You can flirt by using nonsexual touch like placing your hand on his forearm or even the knee but only briefly. When the relationship gets more serious, and presumably more intimate, sexual touch and public displays of affection are more appropriate. At this point, it's okay to play footsie under the table.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;4. Wait to have sex. Yes, the sexual revolution arrived long ago and few people expect a "pure white bride" nowadays. But sex is still a pretty big step for couples. Many women don't even realize just how much sex changes the dynamics of a relationship. When women have sex, they release a hormone called &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oxytocin&lt;/span&gt; (also referred to as "the cuddle hormone"), which some scientific researchers believe makes women feel extra warm and fuzzy for their sex partners. Best advise,wait at least one month into the relationship before having sex with your new man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;5. Show only little things that you care. You should want to do the little things that let him know you care and you are paying attention to his individual needs. And he should do the same for you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;6. You should be your boyfriend's best wingman -- err, wing woman. Help him to look goodin front of the boss. Laugh at his jokes and help him shine when it is important. Of course, again, he should do the same for you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;7. Never turns on the pressure. This one is important. Men have a distinct aversion to any sort of pressure. Therefore, women should avoid calling and/or emailing him many times during the day or dropping hints about the future. In fact, keep the dreaded M-word (marriage) out of your vocabulary all together. "Men don't want to constantly take the pulse of a relationship, they would rather just enjoy it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;8. Do not take any crap -- from anyone. A good woman never accepts bad behavior. Guys respect women with whom they can't get away with anything. If he knows there's a penalty -- like getting thrown to the curb -- for a serious violation like cheating, he'll respect you more, and he will be far less likely to do it. You should also never even bother to date married men, those who already have girlfriends or anyone who verbally or physically threatens or abuses you. Period.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;9. A good woman always chooses a good man. Look for someone who is honest and dependable. Someone who will treat you right. If he says he is going to be somewhere, he is there. Chivalry is not dead, by the way. Good manners are a deeper window into what kind of man he truly is. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;10. Love is the biggest part of the mating equation. Just how does a good woman know that she has found that crazy-for-you, toe-curling relationship? Women have an "a-ha" moment, while love simply sneaks up on the rest. Feelings includes a unique sense of comfort and acceptance and the feeling that someone else's happiness is as important to you as your own. A certain amount of toe curling is key as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y126/lulusantiago/copyright1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y126/lulusantiago/th_copyright1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12691831-111907824188870887?l=luludaguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12691831/posts/default/111907824188870887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12691831/posts/default/111907824188870887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luludaguru.blogspot.com/2005/06/10-traits-every-man-is-looking-for-in.html' title=''/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00007407094278267988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12691831.post-111865384238099972</id><published>2005-06-13T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T14:25:55.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sex and the city</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y126/lulusantiago/sexinthecity.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y126/lulusantiago/th_sexinthecity.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;if anybody wants to sell their complete seasons in dvd's, please contact me, i will buy it.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;i really love them, i have seen the 1-4 seasons TWICE but i just borrowed it from my good neighbor and friend tanya enrile. thanks girl! but i wanted more! i want to have the complete series, email me, &lt;a href="mailto:runawaytrain82003@yahoo.com"&gt;runawaytrain82003@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Lets sing!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You wake up in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thinking it is just another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're answering your phone girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It turns out that your David is gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Meeting up with your girls for the lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Talking about men in general &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The one to get finally married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Got cheated on after all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is sex and the city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Welcome to the craziest place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is sex and the city &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The ultimate sexual of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is sex and the cityDa da da da hey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gets to work there's another party &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Trying to get over your exBorrow a car, borrow us a car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tell us ladyYou'll find yourself having sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Did you see what she was doing, girl no she didn't)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is sex and the city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Welcome to the craziest place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is sex and the city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The ultimate sexual of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is sex and the cityDa da da da da hey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12691831-111865384238099972?l=luludaguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luludaguru.blogspot.com/feeds/111865384238099972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12691831&amp;postID=111865384238099972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12691831/posts/default/111865384238099972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12691831/posts/default/111865384238099972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luludaguru.blogspot.com/2005/06/sex-and-city.html' title='sex and the city'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00007407094278267988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12691831.post-111848302606491010</id><published>2005-06-11T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T14:41:55.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vanity101</title><content type='html'>congraulations to me for finding a waste of time doing this...ok since this is my first time, i'd like to call it a ME day...getting to know sumthin' sumthin' from me...please don't scratch ur head after reading, its not itchy ok?..its just me..so complicated..i think i have a multiple personality disorder,crazy for short!hehehe..I am a total extreme opposite of me...gets?here we go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m a very independent person but i'd rather have somebody to stand by me along with my journey..somebody to hug hug and hug..my famous line "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;detachably attach, attachably detach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m a thinker more than a talker but I don't tell anybody what m thinking, id like to prove something only on my own. so i guess ul never know if m really do..hehehe.nyc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sige nah! 61/2! too much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12691831-111848302606491010?l=luludaguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12691831/posts/default/111848302606491010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12691831/posts/default/111848302606491010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://luludaguru.blogspot.com/2005/06/vanity101.html' title='vanity101'/><author><name>lulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00007407094278267988</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12691831.post-111573361000408779</id><published>2005-05-10T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T22:00:10.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>under construction</title><content type='html'>updates will be viewed soon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12691831-111573361000408779?l=luludaguru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://luludaguru.blogspot.com/feeds/111573361000408779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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