Well, my family's awesome, so I always have something to fall back on.
Friends, well, yes and no. Long story short, I've fallen into a little clique of people I have nothing in common with, who I don't like that much, and I know aren't that keen on me. We get on, don't get me wrong, bet we're friends out of habit than anything else. Well they're more friends than each other and I tag along, if you know what I mean.
Short story even shorter: I don't have a spine, and everything I don't like in life is down to me, so I try not to complain much.
I'm not socially awkward, I'm just weird. Whenever I find someone I get on with really well, they move to Scotland. Seriously, it's happened three seperate times.