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Thursday, September 11, 2008
Introvert's club
Recently, I was alarmed to discover that it is a requirement for my honors class that I act as a social member of the college community. It was explained to me that, despite my best wishes to the contrary, my grade was dependent on my level of social interaction.
The problem is this- I am not a social person, I do not like people, and if given the option I would remain in my room all week (except for classes) and adventure, alone, on the weekends. I am quite fond of this lifestyle, and see no problem with it. But no, this semester, I must rejoin the society I have remained hidden from for years, and I feel as though there is much trouble brewing for me on the horizon.
Why is it so important to be social?
I have no connection with 90% of this campus nor would I wish to form connections with the multitudes of beer-pongers, stoners, party animals, and keg-divers.
And so, an idea begins to form. Why not create a club for people like myself? An introverts club. We would meet once a month, in an online chat room. Gradually, members would introduce themselves, and once we know each other well enough to know we have anything in common, we would meet in person. It would only be a brief meeting, we wouldn't talk, no one would eat the pizza, but it would be the best, most comfortable meeting any of us had ever attended.
And just in case I have offended anyone with my rantings...
If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber'd here, While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend: if you pardon, we will mend: And, as I am an honest Puck, If we have unearned luck Now to 'scape the serpent's tongue, We will make amends ere long; Else the Puck a liar call; So, good night unto you all. Give me your hands, if we be friends, And Robin shall restore amends.
-----Midsummer night's dream: Puck
The problem is this- I am not a social person, I do not like people, and if given the option I would remain in my room all week (except for classes) and adventure, alone, on the weekends. I am quite fond of this lifestyle, and see no problem with it. But no, this semester, I must rejoin the society I have remained hidden from for years, and I feel as though there is much trouble brewing for me on the horizon.
Why is it so important to be social?
I have no connection with 90% of this campus nor would I wish to form connections with the multitudes of beer-pongers, stoners, party animals, and keg-divers.
And so, an idea begins to form. Why not create a club for people like myself? An introverts club. We would meet once a month, in an online chat room. Gradually, members would introduce themselves, and once we know each other well enough to know we have anything in common, we would meet in person. It would only be a brief meeting, we wouldn't talk, no one would eat the pizza, but it would be the best, most comfortable meeting any of us had ever attended.
And just in case I have offended anyone with my rantings...
If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber'd here, While these visions did appear. And this weak and idle theme, No more yielding but a dream, Gentles, do not reprehend: if you pardon, we will mend: And, as I am an honest Puck, If we have unearned luck Now to 'scape the serpent's tongue, We will make amends ere long; Else the Puck a liar call; So, good night unto you all. Give me your hands, if we be friends, And Robin shall restore amends.
-----Midsummer night's dream: Puck
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