Quote from princessa:
ah hem... as a woman myself, i agree with the preceeding posts but not this one. actually, women as traders tend to be less emotional than men, not moreso. men have HUGE egos, therefore tend to always want to be right. this can be a HUGE impediment to trading.
of course vo would have to make the argumentative statement....ever the stirrer upper....
Less emotional ? How do you figure ? The majority of the women I know have serious mood swings and do not control their emotion very well. My point was that women would probably tend to be more conservative taking trades. Is this a good thing ? Probabably so if you want to preserve capital and try to build upon it.
BTW princessa, I wrote a new song for ya
Honey why you calling me so late
It's kinda hard to talk right now
Honey why you crying
is everything okay
I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud
Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice
saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I don't never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And yes I've dreamt of you too
And does he know you're talking to me
Will it start a fight
No I don't think she has a clue
Well my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on
It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
It's really good to hear your voice
saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel
Hearing those words it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
(And I never wanna say goodbye)
But girl you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
Honey why are you calling me so late