By Erin La Rosa (BuzzFeed.com)
Continuing on the post I wrote the other day on the career choice of being a writer because I’m an introvert, I came across the above BuzzFeed article on my Facebook page and just had to see what I was getting myself into. Not only did this bit of comedy give me a good laugh, but it enlightened me on a few points of my own personality that I hadn’t really thought about before.
For the record, introverts are not weird (well, not all of us). Some of us are shy, some of us are quiet, some of us hate interaction with society and prefer to be with our own thoughts and ideas. Most of us are very nice! Don’t be scared of us! We’d love to talk to you!
…just not for too long you understand.
1. I find myself having to take a break from social interactions when they take place for extended periods of time. For example, my friends and I have a yearly summer party. While I love hanging with everyone, drinking, and playing a slew of board and lawn games, after a few hours, I need to take a few minutes for myself and get my brain in order. This usually means I sneak off to lay down for a few to gather my thoughts and process what’s happened during the party so far. Then I charge back in for more laughs and fun. By the end of the night, I’m just next to exhausted. Phew! It can take a lot out of you.
2. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been concentrating on my work and someone has come up to me and asked, “What are you so pissed off about?” More often than not, I’m not pissed off about anything. When I’m working very seriously, I get a look on my face that says, “I’m super angry and you better not screw this shit up!” I don’t know how I acquired this trait, but there it is. It almost got me in trouble during my first week in college, when my now husband introduced me to a (female) friend of his from orientation. I tried to figure out where I knew her from (as she looked vaguely familiar), but my look of concentration translated to, “GET THE HELL AWAY FROM MY MAN.” This particular nice lady avoided me for months afterward and I felt like an absolute ass.
5. My favorite place to hang out during high school? My bedroom. I had my music, books, and computer. I didn’t need much else unless I wanted to get fresh air or needed to eat. It’s not being a hermit! It’s being comfortable!
7. I love having people over for game nights. But by the end of the night, I’m usually thinking to myself, “Get out of my house so I can relax already!” And by relax, I mean that in every sense of the word. Not only do I want to take a mental breath, but I’m about ready to take my bra off, put on pajamas, and crawl into bed. Don’t even get me started with overnight guests. I don’t mind them, but by the time they leave, mentally I’m gasping for air.
10. I usually do hate group projects, even when I have to do them for an online class. Just because I can’t see you doesn’t mean I can’t feel you prying into my life.
13. This particular point makes me laugh out loud as it strongly pertains to my husband. At least five times a night, Peter will ask me, “Are you okay?” while I am working on/reading something or other. By the end of the night I’m usually answering him, “Yes, I’m fine, please stop asking me that.” I appreciate his concern, but at the same time, boy is that annoying! I can’t blame him though because 9 times out of 10 when something is wrong, I react the same exact way. I’m amazed I haven’t driven him away yet!
15. And people wonder why I prefer texting? I think that’s also because I’m a writer and I like to proofread my own texts, but I digress. That might just be because I’m a ginormous nerd.
19. I’ve done this so many times that I questioned my sanity over it. Most often my reaction is, “I immediately regret this decision!”
20. Why I prefer to put my headphones on while I’m typing up a report, even when I’m at the library. When I’m in the quiet study room, it gets too quiet. So in go the ear buds and on go the movie soundtracks. Thank you Hans Zimmer!
21. Wha…? When did you get here?
24. For reference, there’s the bitchy “I’m working” face, then there’s this “leave me the hell alone” face. Just clarifying. Bazinga.
26. A rare shot of me in junior high.
27. In conclusion and good night, I think I’ve discovered the reasons I prefer writing and being in the quiet of a library! It all makes sense now!