We Totally Deserve It...

It's true, good guys do finish last. Wanna know why? Because the majority of chicks aren't attracted to nice guys.

It's not to say that we don't like them, we just see them more as friendship material.
We're not masochists but we enjoy a little game just like most people. Why have something handed to you on a platter when you can go out for the thrill of the game?

So really, why are we attracted to bad boys?

I say 'bad boys' per se because thats what everyone has coined them. They're not really bad, they're just unattainable (at least initially). We want bad boys not because they treat us like crap as most of you 'nice guys' think that's what we're after. We just want something we can't have. But the thing is we're not particularly driven to like them other than the fact that it's in a sense taboo. Who doesn't want a rush?

However, like most things this initial attraction does wear off. After someone gets something the sense of worth just seems to dimish and they're no longer that cold emotionless lump of coal that you've gotten to warm up to you. Boys, it's all in the attitude.

With all that figured out, I still find that sometimes relationships like that can be pushed to an extreme and any bad comings that occur are well, it happens deservedly so. I mean there's cool demeanor, and there's abusive jackass. You're suppose to want someone mysterious not someone who really does treat you like crap. Cheating on you behind your back or putting you down isn't part of it. Although the line wears thin, you should use your better judgement.

They're suppose to make you fustrated, so you think about them all the time. Fighting urges of talking to them so that you don't seem too eager, yet refraining to do so, you fear that you'll backtrack from any progress you've made with them. This is the thrill.

Random blog I know, but just a little scrap of what's on my mind this evening.

On another note, I just got a brand new baby nephew! (No I didn't buy him or pick up some abandoned baby)
Cayden Ma (06.04.08) 8 pounds 12 oz.
Yes that's one fatass baby. The little turd gave my cousin-in-law contractions for 38 hrs. before he was born.