There are some people who are socially retarded. Like, literally. They don't know what is appropriate to say to people in conversation, or how to say it. Some people are socially awkward. They'd rather be alone, they don't like company, and get flustered when placed in social situations. And some people are just anti social. Know how to do it, have done it before, but would rather not have to.
I'm in the last group. I don't like big gatherings. I don't like invasions of my privacy. So when lots and lots of girls converged on my house for my sister's birthday party, I stayed in my room.
1 in the morning. The house is finally quiet, everyone is asleep. I sit on the couch in pajamas, reading a book. Then I hear the door opening, wondering who could be coming in this late at night. It is one of our guests. We sit and talk. I am pleasantly surprised. Not only am I not wishing she will leave me alone and go to bed, I am actually enjoying our conversation. She is smart and nice and loves to laugh, and it's contagious. It's a pleasant conversation and I am sorry it had to end, but it was getting late.
I don't like people, but I can make an exception now and then.
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