…so what? If it makes me happy, then what do I care? The reason I am saying this is that I have recently concluded that I like hanging out with pretty people. Now, it’s not just because they are pretty. I have a good time with them, they are more carefree and generally have a more positive attitude.
I once read that people are drawn to people who are like them. People who have the same interests or same backgrounds or whatever. Does that go for similar physical appearance? All I know it tonight I was in a room with 9 or 10 other people watching Grey’s Anatomy and when I thought about it, they were all good looking people. All of them. I guess that means I should fit in, since I am friends with them, right?
Anyhow, I like hanging out with these people, they are more fun, more outgoing, more easily approachable and have a great outlook on things. They never seem to be in bad moods and are always up for a good time. I enjoy being around them. It’s nice to hang out with a group of pretty people too. People treat you differently. It’s weird. Regardless, they are fun, and I like them. If that makes me shallow, well, then so be it.