Funny Introvert Memes Novels & Stories

"You're not a fan of these events, huh?" I sigh, relieved that he can tell how I truly feel. "Honestly, no. I mean, it's great to catch up with friends and all, but kissing the asses of people you dislike just to look good... it's just not my scene." Brad chuckles and clinks his glass against mine. "Here's to being introverts in an extroverted world," he says with a wink. I throw my head back in laughter, grateful for his understanding. "Cheers to that.”

- asked Hyun Woo, slightly confused. - Have you watched him closely? Because I did, and I think he behave suspiciously.- Soo Min began to speak, moving the car forward when the green light came out, and focusing her eyes on the road.- I know that Choi Hyun Sik may be introverted, but that does not change the fact that he seemed too calm for the disappearance of his beloved sister, with whom he apparently had such good contact.- she added after a moment. - But he showed some emotions. It may have turned out looking strange, but this is quite normal with people who are not able to express their emotions well, such as introverts.- answered Hyun Woo.- Their expressions sometimes look unnatural b

My vapidness would love to smack some sense in him. ‘Cheers!’ Another wrote with clinking glasses. His teeth would look better on the ground or better as toppings. ‘Can I have some?’ The following goes on. I'd like to have some of your arteries too. ‘Cheap drunks!’ You think you can afford the cheap in the wildest of your dreams. The netizens had a gala day sharing memes amongst themselves. I have become a laughingstock. It ranges from hilarious to disgustingly vulgar. For what? For outspeaking and spitting facts at a jerk's face. For standing up by the side of a vampiress who is forced to become his sex slave. For having opinions that do not reconcile. For wanting to be admired.

He joked, making me giggle. "Definitely an introvert." I nod, smiling at him. He managed to take my mind off of his previous question. He raised his hand in a fist and pumps the air. "Yes. Introverts for the win." I shake my head, biting my lower lip to suppress my smile. I squirmed closer to him when a bunch of rowdy boys ran down the hallway. "Hey watch it Chad!" A girl screech as she is nearly thrown down. Foster snorted. "Normal day in Creek High."

"But even if I wanted to, I'm an introvert! I overthink, overanalyze, and get nervous, and even if I confront them, I will feel like crying afterward!" Maddox's big body relaxes in his chair. Even his tone goes lower, and his brows are furrowed unhappily. "So let me help you by talking to them then? Please." I sigh. "Promise me you won't give my roommates the Thomas Henningtong treatment." He flashes me a grin. "I promise." "And don't go full asshole jock on them either. I want my roommates to keep breathing. You can make them shit themselves, but please don't give them the murder eyes."

He had that rare quality of making a room feel smaller in the comfortable way rather than the threatening one. I loaded my plate and ate and tried very hard not to think about anything specific and failed entirely because my body kept volunteering unsolicited highlights from the night before that I had not requested and could not turn off. "Nala you need to see this meme, it's so you." Nova was already giggling, sliding her phone across the table toward me. I started scrolling. She wasn't wrong. The meme was deeply personal, specifically targeted at my personality in a way that felt like a personal attack, and I was going to find a way to send it to myself later.

Campus people or even the society call them nerds, but I tag them as mini libraries. We often call them introverts or shrinking violets, can't give ideas in public, can't express themselves, but no, because inside their heads are another world. A world where endless possibilities grow. "W-why are you talking to me?" I managed to utter those whilst getting myself back into my senses. "Haha, hey. What kind of question was that---" "Lower your voice please" I cut him when I noticed that the librarians owl eyes were on us, smashing the thin stick lightly on her palm.

Sad to say, this is probably as Christmassy as I'm going to get. Oh let me introduce myself, my name is Evangeline Snow and am just a simple boring girl, who spends her nights and days indoors. I'm kind of like an introvert, it's just not in my personality to be too rash or hasty. Am the kind of girl that likes to think things through before rushing into anything. Or at least I thought I was! Until that one night which changed everything about me and my prospective about life. That day literally changed everything and I had no idea what bombshell was coming my way..

Miss Oomf asked while smiling at me. "I'm Synecdoche Rochet," I introduce myself to everyone, I'm 45.37 percent introvert and 54.63 percent extrovert. I don't know if my calculations were objective or subjective but my formula was trust plus by ego, superego, and ID divided by pre-conventional, conventional, and post-conventional raise to the power of 26 equals connection. "Your spelling is correct." My classmates immediately applauded. Their claps are overwhelming giving me a grand celebration inside my ear.

I shook my head no and asked, "What is it like?" He took another deep breath before telling me, "it's beautiful and so peaceful and quiet. perfect place for a introverts like us. You can feel your soul relax when you're there.'' "Who said I'm a introvert?" I replied annoyed. "You don't have many friends, you like to stay alone, being self aware , i guess that's why." "It's not like I doesn't like to be in groups, I just didn't have time for that. I had to take care of myself since i didn't have anyone."