Just An Intro
I never really know how to start telling this story but I feel like the summer of 2012 serves as the door that opened up a completely new world unknown to many. I guess I'll introduce myself first off. Hi, I'm Marcella Renee Waltman; people tend to call me Marcie. I'm a 17 year old introvert that tries to act outgoing. My sense of humor is as dry as it gets with sarcasm at its finest, but I'm never quick to judge people. In fact I am the complete opposite, or at least I try to be. Physically (I hate describing myself) I have blonde hair, brown eyes, athletic build, with distinct curves I hate discussing. I like to think of myself as kind of like a deer in that my pointy nose and chin and big hoof foot leave an awkward shape. I've been told I'm attractive (an 8.7 on a guy's "scale"), but I've also been told I should plan to stay single until I become rich enough to afford plastic surgery, if you get what I'm saying.
Enough about my appearance because it matters little in my expression of what I will tell you. Confidence means nothing in a world of judgment; it is just how one perceives herself and others. When a guy gives a girl a compliment, what is he really trying to achieve? Does he even want a response? Is a normal guy really just that nice? Of course not. There's also a method to the madness that usually is planned to result in positive effects between the couple. Personally, taking compliments feels selfish and very uncomfortable. I feel like if I say thank you then I'm conceited, but if I say nothing, I'm awkward as hell. The in between results in the "Oh *surprised look* well thanks". Compliments changed my life and today I'm still trying to figure out if I perceived every one of them correctly, or if I read too much into it and have been living with the wrong idea of people. I leave you to decide that.