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...why do you date asians, why not your own kind.

Well being based in Bahrain there was not much option for western women there, but many other options. However, that did not stop me from pressing the like button for the western ones.

But not one responded, not even a first date. So I have to wonder what is it that western women dont like in me, ugly..I dont think so, my profile sucked..I dont think so.. Not even the ones here have sent me an email..shit I must be bad !


What is it they look for I wonder

I love the old swing stuff but I don't know the words, it's before my time, I just like it in the background. Tonight Frank Sinatra sang something that caught my attention. I listened again. And again. And wrote down a few of the lines. And thought yes. That's me, tonight. That's where I am.

I’ve been a puppet a pauper a pirate a poet a pawn and a king, I’ve been up and down and over and out and I know one thing, each time I find myself flat on my face, I just pick myself up and get back in the race –

That’s life, that’s life and I can’t deny it, many times I thought of cutting out but my heart won’t buy it, but if there’s nothing shaking come this here July –

I’m gonna roll myself up in a big ball, and die. .

Well, maybe next July. I know, I know, dramatic. I have moods. Welcome to this one.

But just putting one foot in front of the other - that's not LIFE. That's existence. I want it all. And I want it now.



So how's your Friday going?

Always the best friend
The one to put a smile on yer face when its been a bad day
The crutch during a breakup
The one to vent to when someone makes ya angry
The one who listens and understands
But...
What am I missing?
Funny how the good souls are the most alone
Am I not strong enough? Or am I too strong?
Am I not attractive enough?
Am I too old?
Am I just plain awkward?
Am I boring?
Is it because I'm not rich and successful....yet?
Or...maybe its not me at all...maybe society has misplaced its values and the good souls are simply forgotten and swept under the rug. Makes me wish, at times, that I was born in a different century....where did I leave them ruby slippers, I dont belong here

He is charming, confident,witty and single......
Ladies are thrilled to bits when he comments on their blogs,many are lining up to be on his friend's list, he is indeed a 'prize catch'
Now who can that be...?

I don’t know what they call it these days, but when I was at school, if a boy and girl got together it was called ‘going out with’, as in, Dave is going out with Shirley. I don’t think Dave and Shirley actually did go out with each other; if I remember correctly, Shirley was more interested in Dave’s mate, Phil. People would never ask directly if someone would go out with them, they always did it through a third party. I can’t be sure, but I seem to think it was more usual for the girl to ask the boy, rather than the other way round. I say I can’t be sure because it was never a ritual I was very much involved in. Lack of both self confidence and eligibility saw to that.

The only time I remember joining in the ‘going out with’ game was at the weekly school dance, when one girl decided her friend needed a boyfriend and went prowling round the dance floor asking boys, at random, until one said yes. I’m afraid I was the first idiot to say yes, completely unaware that I was probably the fourth or fifth to be asked.

The next hour had me in a state of bewildered anxiety. To draw an analogy with the old football league table, this girl was probably upper second division, whereas I was middle of the fourth. This mismatch left me feeling completely out of my depth; you don’t jump in at the deep end when you can’t swim.

News travels fast when you would rather it just sit down and stay put. It wasn’t long before someone came and congratulated me; I think he found the situation harder to believe than I did. Someone even gave me advice; a division one boy, actually. These interventions only left me feeling even more out of place, and as the end of the dance got nearer the fear grew stronger.

As I was standing there thinking I would obviously be expected to do something about something when the dance ended, but having no idea what, there, out of nowhere, the girl was standing right in front of me. She looked me straight in the face and said, ‘I don’t want to go out with you,’ and then just walked away. I can still remember the hot tingling sensation that started in my face and then spread to the rest of my body.

Perhaps it was considerate of her to say anything to me at all: she could have just gone straight home after the dance, leaving me to wonder what had happened. All I can say is that it didn’t feel considerate at the time. I suppose we were both victims of her friend’s thoughtless stupidity, although I can’t help feeling I was the most injured casualty of it.

While the incident was devastating at the time, I don’t imagine it had a long lasting effect on me, I was probably over it in a few days. On the other hand, all our experiences go into the mix as our character is forming, although I can’t say how much influence this particular experience had on what was to become the adult me. I still don’t have much self confidence in social situations but I like to think I’m a bit wiser than I used to be. Now, if a woman asked me if I would go out with her friend, I would be a lot more cautious with my answer.

Sulking is a nurtured anger combined with a refusal to discuss the cause of that anger. When we sulk we need our partners to understand and to refrain from doing anything to get us out of it.

(We're not talking about chronic sulkers today and I'm concentrating on sulks where the anger was not caused by the partner but by an external source, maybe work-related, and as such not aimed at the partner. Although the sulker needs time to work out the anger alone, he/she may not need or want to be alone.)

Do you get uptight or worried when your partner goes into a sulk? Don't. You should feel honored when at the receiving end of a sulk. It means that your partner trusts you enough to believe that you understand his or her unspoken hurt without having to explain it. That is one of the gifts of love.

Sulking can be traced back to our earliest childhoods; the silent understanding. In the womb, we never had to explain. Our every need was catered for and this continued well into our first few carefree years. We didn’t have to ask; caring and loving grown-ups guessed what we needed. They found the reasons for our discomforts while we were unable to put it to words.

That is probably why even the most eloquent among us may prefer not to spell things out when our partners fail to understand us properly. Only when we don’t have to explain do we feel certain that we are properly understood and only then do we believe that our partners fully understand us.

We may be adults living in an adult world but deep inside we remain infants; needing our partners to be our parents. We need them to correctly guess what is troubling us, as our parents did when we were babies; the time when our concepts of love were first formed.

We do our sulking lovers the greatest possible favor when we are able to handle their tantrums as we would handle those of an infant.


Now don't sulk; here is a banana for you.

If you are a complete idiot, should you declare it in your profile? If so, then why haven't you?

Looks are relative to the viewer.

Is age so Important?

I admire intelligence, curiosity and understanding.

Whats you criteria?

Hello Guys. As you enter this site, you have to becareful before meeting ladies here. I will transfer all my experience to you before you fall in to impression profile pictures of Ladies here..

Here are some priceless clues how to decide if she's the one you look for or not...

Samples:


this lady from ireland. she has elegant looks lovely smile. but still becareful, you can see how smart she is from her eyes...

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This is a Lady from South Africa. She looks very comfy and inviting.. But behind the scene there lays a cougar...

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Lady from Philipines.. Looks very sexy and has attractive looks.. becareful and just focus on her eyes to see how crazy she is..

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Lovely, sexy, smart and beautiful indonesian Lady... BUT,dont ever try to think anything else....she's mine

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Elegant chinese Lady.. Smart and beautiful.. You can marry her without thinking....(but only if you are rich enough)

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Lovely Scotish Lady.. she's fine to be good friend and maybe more.. but the size matters for her as you see in the pic..

Do you Block your BF/GF being commited with him/her? just curious