Hope from strange places

Last night, I played volleyball. I got to set - I was so, so happy. I played decently - must have been the happy feeling making me even better. We had a double header. During our first match, I noticed a unfamiliar, very good looking man watching from the end of the court. Because it is an all women's league, I figured he belonged to a lady on the other team. There were two tall, very thin blonde girls on the other team - had to be one of them. The other team was good. Had a phenomenal middle hitter - she was tall, brunette, cute face but overweight - noticeably. We had to work hard to keep her in check. It was because of her we lost the second game (3 games in a match). We won the other two, though. All the girls on the other team were just plain out nice people...love playing teams like that. Any way, after the game, I watch to see who the boy belongs to. Lo and behold it was the overweight middle hitter! I was thinking as they walked by..."yeah, you go girl!" Funny how happy it made me to see he wasn't with the "hot girls". I thought this was odd and comtemplated why...

Is it because I automatically think of pretty girls as being mean? Like the ones I knew in high school. They were all about themselves, catty - making fun of the way other people looked, dressed, talked, etc. Seems like they were always belittling others. I've been careful to hold pretty girls at an arm's length away. You just can't trust them. Feeling like they'd hurt you if you let them in.

Plus, all the cute boys liked them. Even the really nice, seemingly intelligent, compassionate ones!!! It just didn't seem right. If you were kind, considerate, intelligent, athletic, friendly - not important. Nope, none of those things matter. You could be cute but an outright b**ch and the boys liked you. Sometimes, it seems like nothing has changed since high school. It seems like all the boys I know still only care about the superficial things in this world. C2, my turn to say it today..Boys Are Retarded!!!!

I guess seeing this very good looking boy (maybe late twenties, early thirties) hanging out with this not so "hot", very friendly, excellent volleyball player...well, it gave me hope. Hope that boys aren't always so daggone stupid when it comes to women. Hope that being nice and having substance means something in this world. And for some backwards reason, hope that not all pretty girls are mean spirited, untrustworthy, bioches (not sure how that tagged along but what the hey!)

Middle hitter on "Spiking the punch"... You go girl! And, boy that was with her.. thanks for seeing beyond the surface. Maybe just maybe I won't have to write off men for the rest of my life.