Nice Guys Finish Last

Great timing. 2:22 am.

I looked at the mirror just now, wondering what I have become, or am becoming. Another day, another session, another you-know-what, a different intip. And I thought, this cannot be a good thing. Therefore I decided to stop. As in really.

For you guys who don't know, there's no need to know. For those who do know (I haven't been updating you guys much after), you guys should be proud to be in TOWNS. There's nothing to be ashamed about being nice guys and having no satays.

This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys who finish last, who never become more than friends, who endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point.

This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores.

This is in honor of the guys who obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support.

This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern.

This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl's every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style, and even her (poor) taste in men.

This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they're at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway.

For the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, bad boys & players, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don't end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.

I am so proud of you guys.