pseudo-relationships.

pseudo-relationships.

i was skimming through my inbox, weeding out the forwarded messages that must've been tucked for God-knows-how long and re-reading emails that would fancy me when i came across this particular missive from an officemate.
pseudo-relationships.

'yung parang kayo pero hindi. sa salitang pangkulit, "mag-un kuno". hehehehehe

and then i smiled at the same time shaking my head.
and it made me recall certain points in my life wherein i've nearly figured in those kinds of situations. recount episodes wherein i've come to realize that maybe i was in that kind of period but i'm not really too keen being sandwiched in such a relationship.

maybe it has something to do with being one of the boys and then again...whatever.

i've always enjoyed good rapport with the opposite sex.
i find them (at least most of them) rather uncomplicated - in as far as eating patterns, movie-watching, wardrobe shopping, beer-drinking, anything-under-the-sun gabbing.
it doesn't matter if i eat twice as much, grab more pizza, down equal amounts of alcohol, wear my most drab clothes or balloon to 160 pounds.

simply put, members of the male species (at least most of them) make good friends.

(of course, this does not mean that i don't have female friends.
i've got a handful and am very happy with their company as well. nothing beats a Girls' Nightout or Pig Out Fridays.)

punto de vista es, most of the guys i've become good friends with are without qualms. straight to the point. sensible without being too frilly.

or maybe it's just because i feel more comfortable around guys.

talking platonic here.
but when guy friends started to act funny that's when one (i) become, well, confused.
and how do they act funny? well, when they started asking and doing stuff that they don't normally do. and then you'd be left wondering why. and before you know it, you're taking that unfamiliar ride to pseudo-relationships with creatures who would hardly qualify as quasi-boyfriends. hah.

pseudo-relationships. yes. maybe, that's what these guys are after.

you're content being the best gal pal-slash-buddy. and then the next thing you know, he's hitting on you, silently nudging the relationship towards the next level. but where?
you don't know. and of course, you wouldn't want to assume so much.

that's why such relationships prosper.

women won't assume something unless men verbalized their thoughts.
and so, "friendship" prospers together with the "extras" that comes with it.

again, giving guys maximum advantage and the femmes maximum potential emotional damage...after all, when pseudo-relationships don't graduate to "official boyfriend-girlfriend thing" guys will always lick that well-used line - "we're just friends".
aminin na natin, babae lagi ang dehado, lalo na kung nagbubulag-bulagan sa nagnanaknak na posibilidad na wala rin namang patutunguhan ang ganitong mga relasyon.

because such relationships only entertains the concept of "you" and "me", never an "us".

it's either the guy is not ready to commit or is in a relationship ("trapped" is the common prefix adjective) and is "just waiting for the right time to break-up".
please. give me a break. the lines are soooooo festering in the gutters together with feline muck, care to be more creative?
but guess what, no break-ups sweetie. why give-up one when he could enjoy the affection of two, right?

because such relationships only entertains the concept of "you" and "me", never an "us".

fellow members of the female species are reduced to human "receptacles".
walking emotional convenient stores.
and the sad part in that, they allow themselves to be.

what's my take in such socio-emotional trappings?
beware. it's not bound to last.
beware. but if you're in for the kilig factor, then go for it. but don't expect too much.
hope for the best, expect the worst.

and when the worst slaps you in the face, don't go around bawling your eyes out.
you should have been forewarned of being burned.
because moths and flame don't really make good company.