[Please don’t judge me. Everyone’s weird, just ask Hanson-bonus points if you know what that means.]
I thought long and hard about what direction I should take with this post. Nik and I’s relationship story? Our first kiss? Best romantic movies? Most romantic places? I decided to go in a completely different direction, by declaring my love for… Peeta Mellark.
I just finished reading the Hunger Games series, can you tell? If you haven’t read it, trust me: Peeta is the perfect guy*, which may or may not have something to do with the fact that he’s a fictional character.
So, as I started down this train of thought about how dreamy Peeta was and how I’d let you in on my love for him, I decided to do some research. I googled (Google=research) Peeta Mellark fan sites. Actually, I’m so embarrassed of myself that I googled Peeta Mellark and was relieved when one of the choices Google put forth ended in fan sites so I didn’t actually have to type it in and feel like the creep I am.
So I went to the first or second site that popped up. I think it was called Peeta Makes Bread (he’s a baker’s son in the books-cute!). So I’m checking it out seeing what they have when I come to a section where the people that follow the site can tell about themselves.
Oh.My.Heavens.
One of them began “Dragons. Dragons. Dragons. I love dragons!” and I thought what have I done? Am I now officially one of those semi-deranged megafans who troll the fan sites of made-up people? That sounds so judgmental. I mean, are we really so different, “I prefer to be called gothic because it’s much more 18th century than goth” girl and I?
My first instinct is to frantically scream YES! But you know what? It’s the day of love and if you love Peeta Mellark then we’ve already got something pretty special (and slightly strange) in common.
I thought long and hard about what direction I should take with this post. Nik and I’s relationship story? Our first kiss? Best romantic movies? Most romantic places? I decided to go in a completely different direction, by declaring my love for… Peeta Mellark.
I just finished reading the Hunger Games series, can you tell? If you haven’t read it, trust me: Peeta is the perfect guy*, which may or may not have something to do with the fact that he’s a fictional character.
So, as I started down this train of thought about how dreamy Peeta was and how I’d let you in on my love for him, I decided to do some research. I googled (Google=research) Peeta Mellark fan sites. Actually, I’m so embarrassed of myself that I googled Peeta Mellark and was relieved when one of the choices Google put forth ended in fan sites so I didn’t actually have to type it in and feel like the creep I am.
So I went to the first or second site that popped up. I think it was called Peeta Makes Bread (he’s a baker’s son in the books-cute!). So I’m checking it out seeing what they have when I come to a section where the people that follow the site can tell about themselves.
Oh.My.Heavens.
One of them began “Dragons. Dragons. Dragons. I love dragons!” and I thought what have I done? Am I now officially one of those semi-deranged megafans who troll the fan sites of made-up people? That sounds so judgmental. I mean, are we really so different, “I prefer to be called gothic because it’s much more 18th century than goth” girl and I?
My first instinct is to frantically scream YES! But you know what? It’s the day of love and if you love Peeta Mellark then we’ve already got something pretty special (and slightly strange) in common.
Happy Valentine’s Day!
*Except he’s blond. SO not my thing.
