As a kid I talked to people all the time unless I was intimidated by them. I was always playing jokes on people too. When people talked about mundane day to day boring shit I felt exhausted and didn't want to talk to them. If they talked about something I was into it was fine and enjoyed a conversation about videogames, or superhero's or whatever I was into.
I spent a lot of time building things with lego's or whatever else I could find to build something with. I never wanted to be bothered when I did this. When I played videogames I never wanted a strategy guide because I wanted to figure things out on my own and would deny any help from anyone who offered. I would only use a game genie or some form of cheating AFTER I beat a game, mostly because I wanted to experiment with the input of the code and see how much I could change it.
I always had about 3 or 4 close friends whenever I moved to a new neighborhood, but never thought of any as a best friend because it would be wrong to think of someone as better than someone else [my parents never said anything of the sort to me, this was all my idea]. Other kids in the neighborhood I was always nice to, even if they were rude to me. I never hated anyone.
When I was older and in highschool I played a lot of sports [which was why I left homeschool for public school to begin with]. Classes bored me because I would just read the book and get an A anyway. When the teacher explained things to me it wouldn't register because they explained how they saw and understood things rather than how I did which is why I always chose to sleep in class and read the book later. Or the reverse.
I had my first crush in 9th grade, but the concept was weird to me to like someone as more than a friend. I heard a lot of rumors that she was a whore but never wanted to believe it. Eventually when evidence was thrown in my face that this was true I was greatly depressed for a long long while. This was the start of a continuing scenerio. It always takes me a long time to get over someone, but if you show me proof I'll understand and do what both my heart and logic tells me.
Logically it looks as if I'm going to set myself up for more depression and frustration. Emotionally I think there is good in all people and that people can change and everyone deserves a chance and needs someone to be there to care about them. Usually I end up going with the emotions and end up getting hurt to the point where I'll only decide to walk away once I get deeply depressed. At this point it's very very difficult to stay away, but I'll do it anyway.
I don't plan my daily life out much. But whenever something happens I can be really good at planning and organizing things. I enjoy planning things out actually, I just don't do it very often.
When it comes to meeting new people, I don't know how to talk to people. I don't know what to say to a complete stranger in order to get them to want to be my friend or go out with me. Things just happen, but not as often as I'd like. So I tried learning how to.
People tell me I'm weird all the time.
A lot of people think I don't care about much of anything because I'm afraid to show my emotions or express them to most people since I don't trust anyone.