trig
–verb (used with object)
| 1. | to arouse the curiosity or interest of by unusual, new, or otherwise fascinating or compelling qualities; appeal strongly to; captivate: The plan intrigues me, but I wonder if it will work. |
| 2. | to achieve or earn by appealing to another's curiosity, fancy, or interest: to intrigue one's way into another's notice. |
| 3. | to draw or capture: Her interest was intrigued by the strange symbol. |
| 4. | to accomplish or force by crafty plotting or underhand machinations. |
| 5. | Obsolete. to entangle. |
| 6. | Obsolete. to trick or cheat. |
Interesting; Dangerous; Entangling; Drawing; Captivating
Whenever I am intrigued by something it ends one of two ways: good or bad. Most often it is the latter. It is like a firefly drawn to the lantern. I hover around it, inspect it, but upon closer acquaintance something happens and I get zapped.
The zap can be a snap back to reality, understanding something isn't as interesting as it looked, or pain. Intrigue never ends well for me. Although, most of the time I find myself drawn to certain people (especially persons of interest) because of shared experiences. We can communicate in a way others can't because we have trodden the road. But in the end, there is something that pushes us apart.
I experience ADD in this department. If something doesn't happen in the time frame I want, I drop it and move on to the next point of interest. Is that a good thing? Probably not. There is potentially a lesson to be learned, and I might miss it. But I am in this to find someone, not to play around. And this scares many.
Do I tell people I am interested in them? No. I dislike rejection to the nth degree. Sure, I tell people, "What's the worst they can say? No?" But I don't listen to my own words very well ;) I would rather climb a ladder and play on a roof than tell a boy I am interested. I will find any way to avoid it, but at the same time work to help them understand (but that is a less-effective method).
So, intrigue ends in putting myself in the "friend zone." A safe place where I ineffectively divert attention from myself to other people. So, I become an Emma in a sense and I have gotten pretty good at it. Someday maybe I'll meet my match and he'll challenge me. Until then, I observe him from afar with intrigue.
The zap can be a snap back to reality, understanding something isn't as interesting as it looked, or pain. Intrigue never ends well for me. Although, most of the time I find myself drawn to certain people (especially persons of interest) because of shared experiences. We can communicate in a way others can't because we have trodden the road. But in the end, there is something that pushes us apart.
I experience ADD in this department. If something doesn't happen in the time frame I want, I drop it and move on to the next point of interest. Is that a good thing? Probably not. There is potentially a lesson to be learned, and I might miss it. But I am in this to find someone, not to play around. And this scares many.
Do I tell people I am interested in them? No. I dislike rejection to the nth degree. Sure, I tell people, "What's the worst they can say? No?" But I don't listen to my own words very well ;) I would rather climb a ladder and play on a roof than tell a boy I am interested. I will find any way to avoid it, but at the same time work to help them understand (but that is a less-effective method).
So, intrigue ends in putting myself in the "friend zone." A safe place where I ineffectively divert attention from myself to other people. So, I become an Emma in a sense and I have gotten pretty good at it. Someday maybe I'll meet my match and he'll challenge me. Until then, I observe him from afar with intrigue.
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