I'm pretty awkward. When I'm in the presence of others, I get into little panics sometimes. Also, I'm just confusing to look at. I'm one of those freaks who smiles and laughs when people are telling me sad stories. Not long ago, a friend of mine was telling me how a dog died by getting sat on while it was sleeping in the laundry. I was like "Haha, awww that sad! :)" Which I mentally kicked myself for. I don't really think it's funny. I actually am empathizing with them. I think I just smile as a way of coping with the sadness? I really don't know, but it gets me in trouble sometimes. :/
I have ways of distracting me from being social, though. I chew a piece of gum and focus on that, or I play with a rubberband. It helps keep me calm too. I'm one of those weirdos who will rush out of the nearest open space (be it a door or window) so I can go be alone and hyperventilate. >>; I'm usually stoned when I'm with my friends anyway, so they either leave me alone or dismiss my weird behavior because I'm under the influence. They have the good fortune of not knowing me very well because they're mostly my significant other's friends. I'm just the pretty girl on his arm that goes where he goes. xD
Eh, this is why I'm a homebody anyway! I'm perfectly happy just hanging out with my son, my boyfriend, my online friends, my books, my video games, my stuffed animals...