Too many social obligations + no alone time = a total grump.
The Irish good-bye is your signature move.
Your personal hell consists of people who are constantly trying to make conversation with you.
Your alone time is sacred.
You've never said this before:
You're a pro at negotiating with your extroverted friends.
Hanging out with yourself is a legit commitment that some people don't get.
No, seriously, why would they?
Why would anyone go big when they could go home.
Try your hand at calligraphy.
Some of your best friends are actually characters from your favorite books and TV shows.
Recharging after a long stretch of socializing.
Sometimes you can't be bothered. Actually, most of the time.
When someone invites you out, AGAIN, and you have to come up with a new excuse.
I WILL stay at a party for longer than 20 minutes.
This stress-relief toy who totally feels your pain of interacting with humans.
It's not like you're sitting around doing nothing – you have a busy schedule.
Really, don't.
We've all experienced this lovely encounter at some point.
For when you're being peer pressured.
The whole idea of "making plans" doesn't really make sense to you.
Being home alone doesn't quite mean the same thing to us as it does to you.
"Enthusiasm"
When people ask why you look so tired.
The stress of possibly having to call someone back is REAL.
It's not so much that you don't like other people; you just prefer to be around people you already know.
"Why are you so quiet?"
This moment of optimism.
