Wear your heart on your sleeve

Wear your heart on your sleeve
Express your emotions freely and openly
Say what you feel
Feel what you feel...

Wear your heart on your sleeve
Smile, cry, scream shout
Say what you feel
Feel what you feel...

Wear your heart on your sleeve
Love, lust, admiration
Say what you feel
Feel what you feel...

Wear your heart on your sleeve
Slap, hug, hold
Do what you feel
Feel what you feel...

Wear your heart on your sleeve...

Secret Garden

She'll let you in her house
If you come knockin' late at night
She'll let you in her mind
If the words you say are right
If you pay the price
She'll let you deep inside
But there's a secret garden she hides...
~ Bruce Springsteen

The smirk when you know more than you say...
The tiny grin when u just know...
The little sneer when you deny...
The no reaction when you feign ignorance...
The glow you emit when you remember...

I love my secret garden.
I love the fact that no one knows me like me.
I love the way I remember things that put a smile on my face.
I love the way I remember things that made me cry.
I love the fact that there are people I've met that no one knows about.
I love the way I've done things, been to places no one will know about.
I love thinking of something and playing it back over and over and over.
I love being in touch with the way I feel.
I love the touch of me.
I love my secret garden.

I think, therefore I am single

'I think, therefore I am single'

I wonder what Liz Winston was thinking when she wrote that...
Was her love life a disaster?
Was she heartbroken to the point of no-return?
Did she believe she would never love again?
Who knows...

All I do know is that she respected herself enough not to be scared to be single.
She respected herself enough not to be scared to be alone.
She respected herself enough not be stuck in some crappy relationship.

Why are we women so scared all the time?

Why do we allow ourselves to lose our self respect for a man?

I'm gonna stand up and respect myself - love myself 'cause I'm not scared of being alone anymore...

I'm not afraid of entering a party by myself...

I'm not terrified of the 'married men' hitting on me...

I think, therefore I am fabulous - Noojes

Does Mr Big really exist?

The question on every Single woman and SATC fan's mind...
Does Mr Big really exist in the real world?

Well here's my story...

I met Mr 'Big'
(name not being disclosed due to obvious reasons)

Good looking, charming, a perfect gentleman, bloody good taste, well dressed, a sexy voice...the list could go on...

Well, trust me when I say he's as close to Mr Big as you could possibly find in the world... And this is not just me saying this, but alot of the women that he has dated...

Yup my Mr Big played around too...and he is currently married to his very own 'stick' figure - LOL

And sure I'm still sittin around here hung up on the guy after all these years (he still calls me - long distance!). And no I ain't stupid - I ain't moping around either - It's just I haven't found the 'right one' after him (Right one - we'll deal with that on a seperate session all together)...

But the point I'm makin is all us single women are obsessed with finding Mr Big.

Trust me when I say when you find him, it ain't easy to keep 'em...and if you think you can change 'em, well girlfriend I hate to say this to you but nuh uh, forget about it...

The worst part of this is, I was told this a hundred times before - but we humans and women in particular refuse to learn from other people's mistakes. Had some woman categorically drilled into my head that Mr Big is bad for health, would I have listened? Have people stopped smoking cigarettes coz of the warning label yet?

Some things will never change.

So, all you single women out there, when you meet a man that you think is potentially your Mr Big, just remember one thing...

"If he's too good to be true, he probably is"

My wonderfully messed up world

Hey all, welcome to the wonderfully messed up world of Noojes.

I'm a an 'old new' blogger - meaning I've been reading, laughing and crying with people's blogs for years and years and yet today is the first time I decided to set up a blog of my own...

Who knows why I'm doing this...
Who knows if anyone will ever read it...
Who knows if my life is interesting or mundane enough to interest someone out there...
Who knows...
Who knows...
Who knows....

All I do know is that I'm sending out a message to the world...

And my message for now is
Don't believe in Miracles, Rely on them, I know I do ;)