Who's awkward? This girl right here... When I was little, I was called shy. When I got a little older, I was an introvert. Now I'd say I lean more to the socially awkward end of the spectrum. Friends and family tell me this isn't true, but they don't live inside my head and hear the non-stop chatter of hypothetical situations. Honestly, it's getting a bit loud in here. I'm perfectly fine with polite conversation. How are you? How's the weather? I'm even better if I know one small fact about you. Oh, you just got back from Jamaica? Tell me all about it. Oh, you have an affinity for small hairless cats? Well, I'd love to hear all about that. (Honestly, I really don't care about the cats so much, but it's something to hold on to.) However, if I were to be dropped next to you at a wedding and you and I have never met before, you would now be responsible for the remainder of the evening's conversation becaus...
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