Life of a Random

I have been gradually adjusting to participating in social activities. I know, shocker right? In this case, class. Like college class.  So here are the experiences of an introvert in the average college classroom. There are several things you have to do (well, you don't have  to but it improves your grade and all that) such as answer questions, talk to the teacher, pass the roll-call-paper-signing-sheet-thingy around, etc. I swear these things to be true (to some degree) that... When you answer a question for the teacher, this happens. Then you're like this If the teacher calls you by name for a question or to talk to you, this happens. If you're forced to talk to someone then you spit out some nonsense like Of course, they're confused. And your inner self is telling you Remember. Never leave the house. Oops, wait.  Okay. Remember that even though you think that you're...

Aghhhh. I just did my first ever college interview by phone. It was terrifying. And only homeschool students have to participate. Prejudiced I tell you.  This is how I felt the whole time.  But on the outside, I was like Apparently, to my mom who was eavesdropping, my voice was "very sweet". Ew, what, no. I don't want a sweet voice. I want a super-boss, I'm-definitely-all-that voice.  *le sigh* At least I didn't choke on my own mouth water or something equally as embarrassing. I got off with just saying "Um" a little bit. My hand was definitely shaking though.  This is what human contact does to me.  Terrifying isn't it.  I know. I'm glad I didn't look into the mirror. Not only was I hyperventilating (very much), I also turned into a man. Stress does things to me. Maybe I should get it checked.  Hey, I'm an introvert, okay? And do you know what all introverts have? That's right...