I couldn't stop laughing when I came across this well written poem, article and nursery rhyme. It’s what I call a woman’s bird eye view of what a man really wants. Am sure it was composed by a lady in need or better still a lady who needs help
This is a cracker


Men!, Men!! , Men!!!

So complicated,
So much like children
So confusing
So hard to please.

If you try to please them, you are cheap
If you don’t, you are playing hard to get.



If you listen, when they talk, you are daft

If you don't, you are too difficult to handle



If you give in to their ideas, they call you loyalist and take u for granted

If you bring our own ideas they call you domineering.



If you show them you love them, you are too emotional
If you don't show it, you don't love them.

If you dress sexy, you are attracting other men
If you don’t, you are awkward.

If you cook and wash their clothes you are desperate
If you don't, you are not a wife material.

If you go to club, you are too exposed
If u don't, you are naïve.

If u are beautiful, you can't stay with one man
If u are ugly, you are not up to standard.

If u are independent, you are chasing men away
If u are dependent, u are a liability.

If you try to satisfy them in bed you are a sex addict
If u don't, you are making sex boring.

If you ask men for money you are too demanding
If you don't, they will say you want to show you’re a good girl.



What do men really want? Help us out here guys



Written by: A lady in need

Edited by : Iyanda


SOURCE : www.iyandasdiary.com

Mad story .Hahahaha

Well, it was truly an experience at the hands of this beautiful, sexy girl on campus. It was one of those nights in college. You know the ones I mean. When the night air is charged electric, adrenaline pumping through the your body you can hear the bass in your ear. All I had on my mind was to have a mad night of fun with this sweet girl I had just met and hardly knew.

Biola, was her name if memory serves. Well you didn't think I was going to mention her name … did you? Anyways (sic), she was a lovely gal as mentioned earlier and was so happy when I ran into her earlier in the day. I had been on her case for a minute, telling her how attracted I was to her blah, blah, blah. You know how we do.

We agreed to meet up later that night. I was way excited about the prospects of our date, I took her to the most famous restaurant in the college back then. The evening was great and was getting better the longer the night went. Diner was awesome and I was all pepped up, ready to have a wonderful night.

After paying the bills and all we ended up in the car park, got talking and we started kissing passionately. BOOM the night was going according to plan. I managed to convince her to move to the back seat with me, which she politely declined to do, but with much honey tongued persuasion she finally gave in.

It was the perfect setting for any mischief. Darkness. No light in the car park area which further added to my excitement. Anything can happen. struggling to find her lips was fun and I got carried away. She suddenly asked me to stop. Which I did, cooled down the passions a bit we relaxed some then continued again.

All of a sudden she started shouting NO! NO!! NO!!! I could hear odd sounds, but wasn't sure it was me? The way she held on so tight to me but was still saying “NO” was not making any sense to me. I thought she was talking to me. To make the situation more confusing she began yelling "please"!, "please"! That's when I began to realized it wasn't me she was talking to.

By now it had began to rain outside the car. Am sorry, did I say rain I mean storm. The thunder and lightning plus the pitch darkness wasn't helping the situation but I was trying to be a man. As you can guess my imagination was running in different directions. I asked her what was wrong and she would answer or talk to me. I was so scared, trying not to shake but very close to tears. Asking what was happening and getting nothing in return.

The next thing she said was "don’t move, they are close". Gosh, I almost passed. She said this while I was trying to make my way back to the driver’s seat from the back where we were seated. At this point I knew I was a dead man because she had started using words like "no please, I am begging". I have never prayed as hard as I did that night. Yes I was now living my nightmares, thoughts of friends and family flooded my subconscious. I was going to die.

The last thing she did was cover both our mouths with her hands telling me not to talk and she kept silent as well. We must have sat down like that for 5 minutes but it felt like an eternity to me, I was sweating profusely and I even made promise to stay away from girls.

Then she said "THEY ARE GONE, WE CAN GO NOW" that was the best thing that came out of her mouth that night. With no shirt on, legs shaking I managed to crawl to the front seat with her. Tried starting the car but my nervousness got the better part of me and all I had in mind was to get away from that place as soon as possible but the car refused to start. I prayed for forgiveness of all my sins and promised God never to touch another gal again.

I turned around and looked at her, the tears were all gone and she had this big smile on her face. All I heard from her, was kola relax now, that I should take it easy and we should go to my house.

I was lost for words, I quietly started the car and drove towards the girl’s hostel. She attempted to touch me but I told her I had to concentrate. I dropped her and drove straight to my house, picked up my bible and prayed all through the night.

I saw her the next day at school, I tried avoiding her but she walked up to me smiling, laughing more like it and said "OK come on I was joking" Well maybe she was joking, maybe it was a spiritual attack, I didn't want to find out but it had been such a terrible night for my nerves and most especially my heart.

Ever since then I stopped trying to get intimate with girls.....until 2 days later


SOURCE : www.iyandasdiary.com

Interesting Story.Just had to share this. LOL


I have heard of prayer points and people asking to be prayed for but i was perplexed with this prayer request. It was a prayer request by a gal who wanted to be successful in a chosen career .You really dont want to know what line of business she needed special prayer for

Wonders shall truly never end o! Imagine I witnessed a lovely girl who has been prayed for to be very successful in a chose career. I was opportuned to be present in the church in a beautiful city called holy land. It was during one of those mid-week services, i noticed this very light skinned girl. Gosh she was stunning.

Even though she had a white garment on all i could see was her curves, she had such a captivating smile. I couldn't stop staring at her and tried to caution myself because i was in church.

There was a lot of dancing that was when I noticed her figure more. Her dancing stood out; moving to the beats of the drums like she was dancing to R & B.

Well maybe it was just my own imagination. My mind drifted off briefly because I had to control myself and asked for forgiveness because of my thoughts.

Going back to the girl in question, I eventually had the opportunity to meet her after church. We got talking and gosh I wouldn’t give her a minute kept asking question after question. She managed to answer all, one which was ‘what do you do?’ she replied and said she will tell me later.

I walked her to the station, told her I thought she was very attractive and with this welcoming smile, she said ‘don’t worry you can and will see me as much as you can’.

About a day later, she told she was going away for a day or two but after much pressure, she said she had to spend some days in the church for special prayers and she eventually told me it was pertaining to her job that things have been slow.

I was tripped and happy that she was God-fearing so I just laughed it off and told her to pray for me.

I didn’t get to see her or speak to her for about 5 days and was just looking forward to seeing her again and waited patiently.

As mentioned earlier, I was in the beautiful city of Holland. I decided to take a walk with a friend to some nice bars and club. It was a night crawling thing.

We ended up in the street of Amsterdam and we were busy admiring the girls trying to see and make the best of the nite. I cant remember how or why we ended up in the most beautiful place in Holland ….hahahahaha .Well your guess is as good as mine for people who have been to Holland .

I was carried away with the lifestyle , booze , activities going on around me and i was so high from the smell of weed since it was legal in Holland and we just kept chatting and checking out the girls.

Here and behold I just saw my dream girl docked in a glass closet. Almost totally bare, she almost fainted as well. Gosh I was so shocked, my friend had to tap me on the shoulders and said gosh what a beautiful girl and asked if I knew her.

It was then it occurred to me she was in fact a prostitute and she came to the church to pray for more clients. I walked away and started laughing wasn’t sure why I was laughing.

Maybe the thought of seeing my dream girl or maybe seeing her in church and went through special prayers to get a boost in her career or finally maybe I asked myself how I found myself in the middle of the night in RED LIGHT DISTRICT. But as i said i was just on holiday and visited few places…….laughing out loud



SOURCE: www.iyandasdiary.com