It’s true. I avoid social interaction whenever possible. Give me a quiet room, a good book, and a bag of goldfish and I’m good. But stick me in a room full of kids my own age and I hide in my little shell. Lately I’ve tried being open and talkative. I HATE it. I never know what to say to most topics, like school/sports/Hollywood, so I’m left out, trying to fit in when I have no clue. (And I’m happy by myself.) But my family and selective friends seem to think somethings wrong and try to get me to talk to people, people I don’t like to talk to. And when they succeed it feels forced and I soon retreat, only to get pulled back into the thick of it. My blog is different. Here, it’s ME. If I don’t understand something , I can just find something I do know about and I don’t have to worry about people not liking me or disagreeing with what I say.
So, if you’ve read this far, thank you for listening to my ramblings ;).