Hey, I Like You (Or Wait...Do I?)1:49 PM
Today is a day for a short, sweet post.
I debated posting this for next week's Sunday Swoons post for Briana's feature on Reader, Writer, Critic, but I decided I would do it today since it's closer to Sunday (I'm such a genius).
This week's theme is: Romance Pet Peeves (That Happen All the Time in Cookie Cutter YA)
Briana basically covered all the bases ('case she's awesome like that) so I decided to sort of wander onto a different topic that's been on my mind recently. And which I hope you'll discuss and agree and disagree with in the comments. ;)
So...hm, how do I lead into this?
Every relationship ever written in fiction (but I'm going to focus on YA) begins with the common symptoms: tingling, nervousness, jumpiness, jitteryness. All around acting like you stole from the cookie jar. Multiple times.
There's that boy/girl. A connection. Something that feels like an electric shock, which personally doesn't sound to comfortable or like something to look forward too but oh well. Heated stares. Random shoulder-brushing or some such thing.
Thing is, I'm a introvert. A shy one. I act this way whenever I come in contact with any humans. Well, except for the heated stares and erm *cough* What I mean to say is that I am nervous and jittery when I have to take part in a thing called "social interaction". I don't think this behavior is something I can accurately gauge guy-liking for myself or any other shy introverts or people uncomfortable around guys because they haven't been around them a lot or whatever.
Maybe then...maybe a shy introvert would be looking for someone who makes them feel comfortable right off, who makes them feel like themself.
Forget the nervousness and awkward stuttering. We shy introverts deal with this every time we step out of the house to replenish our chocolate supplies. It's SO tiring. It just makes me want to flop in bed and sleep and watch movies the whole day.
Wouldn't it be nice if we met someone (a guy theoretically) for the first time and just immediately felt at ease? Comfortable enough to make jokes? Grinning not because we're supposed to (because what he said is apparently supposed to be funny in our society) but because we want to.
I've been thinking about this because I'm an eighteen year old girl and according to my sources this is the time for relationships.
Buut, it did get me thinking about what kind of relationship (or maybe I should say--all things leading to the relationship) would be the most fulfilling. The most natural.
What do you think? Do you agree with me? Do you disagree (it's fine if you do... ....)? Do you have any other observations to add that are in this line of thought?