Oxymoron

Introversion, contrary to its pervasive use to categorize people in a binary manner, merely nods toward the methods in which one expends and replenishes energy. On the wide, and likely never ending, spectrum of introversion are those who flourish with social interaction and recognition. When thrusted under the blinding glare of a spotlight, a social introvert does not scurry into the darkness but rather smiles a teethy grin and throws a smart pose, purely out of muscle memory, although unobserved parts of the body may check off most signs of anxiety. A social introvert is self trained, well versed, and fully equipped to appear an extrovert to reap for oneself and provide for others the benefits of companionship. Maddening, really, when such introverts disclose his or her true natural tendencies, only to be resisted by a stranger saying, "No, trust me, you're an extrovert." Stranger, indeed, for those considered acquaintances, colleagues, and even friends are easily strangers to a social introvert. Unbeknownst to themselves, these strangers are led to believe that they can read this social introvert like an open book, when in fact they are flipping through with clumsy hands, skipping pages that are hidden in plain sight.

This is all very much moronic, but not one bit contradictory.