While on driver duties the other day, I happened to chance upon this article in TEENAGE magazine. [Which I would ignore because for one reason or another, reading such magazines isn't just my thing!]

I can't really remember the full sentence but it goes something like this: "keeping your diary or blog private is a good way of expressing yourself as you might end up writing for your friends and instead of yourself when your blog/diary goes public."

Maybe it's about me being too nice a guy until people start to take advantage of me.
Or maybe it's just that, something, somewhere, somehow, shit happens and I'm the fall guy. Or maybe it's just fate, pure and simple.

Or MAYBE. just, maybe. Maybe pigs can fly, maybe there's the light at the end of the tunnel, or maybe I'm just hoping for a miracle I know will never happen.

The "temptations" are there; to be the bad guy, to be the guy who couldn't care less, the guy they call a bastard and a flirt or even the epitome of evil [which strikes me as a "mild" exaggeration but what the hell.] is slowly rising in me. At the very least, I wouldn't be the one being hurt all the time, no?

And after blogging everything out, I realized something.

I can't seem to decide whether being the nice guy or the bad guy is the better choice for me.

How ah?

I need answers .. and soon.