Thursday evening saw me going to a mate's 21st birthday party. The venue rocked: It was held at a sushi restaurant in Parkhurst. I must also say, the people he invited were all awesome people, so the event ended up rocking, because of the atmosphere that was collectively created by everyone there.

Oddly enough though, my faith in humanity took a reasonable beating. Someone I had feelings for once, ended up getting tipsy, and flirting (the harmless kind, I guess, but it still isn't entirely harmless) with pretty much every guy that was there. (I guess those feelings I had still are actually there. A few of my mates who've heard me rant on while I'm drunk would testify to this)

Now, there's ordinarily nothing wrong with this, but she normally tends to eschew drinking. I just don't get it.

The point I'm getting to is this, though: I've never been anything but respectful towards her. I guess I feel I could say that I've been Mr. Nice Guy. Anyhow, I got onto the subject of facades with a mate of mine, and she happened to sit down next to me, and take a keen interest in what we were discussing.

I said to my mate that putting on a facade embodying self-confidence that doesn't truly exist, for all intents and purposes, could only be beneficial, and that I'd been trying to do that, to sort of make life slightly easier for myself. At this point, my drunk female friend made a statement to the effect of "I haven't noticed anything. You've only been exciting once, and that was when you were miffed at me that one time, remember?"

I was somewhat dumbstruck at her statement. Yes, she did use the word "exciting", and it grated me in a big way. Of all the people I know, I would've thought she'd at least appreciate someone who shows her respect. Instead, it seems as if the respect is taken for granted. What is it with that?

Does she, and the majority of females, enjoy the friction caused by arguing? What about the uncertainty caused by it? Do they enjoy that? Any idiot with a 3-digit IQ could push that button intentionally, so I'd love to truly know the answer to that question.

I've yet to meet a female that I feel would truly want to go out with me for me, as opposed to wanting to go out with me for some stupid misconception, or for physical reasons.

At least she was the friendliest she's been towards me in five months the following morning. I was going to bring up the "exciting" statement over coffee, before one of her friends walked into the coffee shop we were in, and joined us. Not a prime moment to possibly start an argument. Guess I'll keep it in mind.

I think I know the answer to the question of women enjoying friction and uncertainty, but I don't think I want to accept it.