The Friend Zone: The Twilight Zone, only in color.

Oooh, yes, touchy subject time! Woot woot!

For those of you who have known me all too well, you have probably known that I have “liked” countless number  of girls. Bless their souls, having to go through the torment knowing that I, out of all people, had a thing for them, haha. No, but lemme clarify one thing really quick: 99% of those “likes” were actually flings or crushes. From high school onwards, I’ve only really liked four (maybe five) girls at most (not at the same time, obviously). The point of me admitting these statistics? I never was able to go out with a single one of them. Somehow, again, bless these poor souls, they found it in their hearts to not put me in the discard pile but in a special section of their minds called:

The Friend Zone [cue Twilight Zone music...?]

Now granted, there were times where I questioned the usual questions that you’d expect from a paranoid person like me, which usually were derived from this question: “Are they simply using me for some ulterior motive?”. Actually, there were a lot of times, haha. But I’m fairly confident that I know very little people who have actually used me…either that, or I really do believe in my motto of “thinking bad for yourself, thinking good of others”. But I’m fortunate to have that kind of situation not really happen to me that often.

But back to the Friend Zone. I’m basically a permanent resident there now…and I just can’t seem to get out of it (I need to clarify something: this blog post isn’t really meant to like give off subliminal messages or be sneaky or whatever. You’ll see my point at the end of this). When you’re young, you’re always taught to play nice with others. When you’re middle-school young, however, you realize that this is kind of put into question. And when you’re high school “young”, a new law has come into effect: “nice guys finish last”. (Now I should clarify…I’m not saying that all the guys who pick up chicks are complete assholes. But for me to say that there is absolutely no, at the very least, correlation between the two qualities is kind of absurd). Granted, I’m not scoping out girls like some hunting contest…when I do actually like a girl I do actually, despite what some people may think, do like a girl for her inner qualities.

Anyway, before I become too convoluted, I should get to my point quicker. Apparently the way I approach and talk to girls over a short period of time from the moment I meet them kind of lends myself to automatic redirect to the Friend Zone. Think of it as Passing “GO” and not collecting your $200 bucks. I’m usually cognizant of this but at the same time I have this belief that the Friend Zone is not really the end-all to anything, but rather the harder but more rewarding way to getting to a girl. I mean, after all, you hear all these stories about husbands and wives saying that their spouse is their “best friend”. So, I mean, if you’re in the Friend Zone, to me, you have the slight disadvantage but if you look to the future it’s kind of canceled out.

But that’s assuming all goes to plan, eventually.

The real point of contention here is this: is there any way to get out of the Friend Zone? Is there some kind of way to climb out, or is the chasm so deep that nothing can be done? A person is always told to “be themselves”, but if “acting yourself” is only going to get you so far, then at what point is it OK to not be so much yourself? I really couldn’t imagine myself even trying to be a “slight” ass-hole because I’m black and white: nice or douchebag, but maybe I do need to change myself.

Anyway, I want to know your opinion about the Friend Zone. Try to refrain from giving me advice about how to find that perfect someone, or telling me that I will find that someone eventually, haha. I’m merely trying to see what the reasoning is on both sides of this argument, that’s all. I swearrrr.