<p>
	<img alt="" src="{filedir_5}Jono.jpg" style="width: 188px; height: 250px; float: right;" />I am extremely envious of extroverted people. In particular, I envy their ability to just talk. My most recent roommate, Matt, is definitely an extrovert.&nbsp; When you first meet him, he talks to you like you were old friends. On the opposite side of the spectrum, there&rsquo;s me. Conversationally I consider myself a slow starter, but once I&rsquo;ve gotten to know you aspects of my personality can resemble those of an extrovert. I bring this topic up because I have tried many times to pull and extract extroverted-ness from the very depths of my being.&nbsp; An act that any introvert will tell you ends with the individual feeling emotionally and physically exhausted. The reasons for me doing this are many, some selfish (popularity, attention, etc.) while others are honest attempts to produce better results for a given situation. However, in trying to force a new self, I felt I started to lose what made me Jono.&nbsp;</p>
