what the blueman said. but it completely depends on my mood. although i love getting drunk and shit,i don't like clubs or bars. they never work out for me. rather stay holed up in an empty house with a few close friends and go psycho.thats party for me.
When I was in elementary school, I was much quicker than my peers. But then, as my personality started to develop, I began to slow down and everything became tougher for me. I had no cognizance of what was happening to me, so I just assumed that I was stupid. I believed that for a long time, and subsequently spent many years wallowing depression and self-loathing.
Then, in the middle of a very painful time, I discovered MBTI. I realized that I didn't process information the same way as everyone else. That I'm not structured was not due to my laziness or lack of effort, but rather to my personality. And given that most academia is super structured for maximum efficiency, I predictably underperformed.
I realized that if I just had more time to focus and learn, I could achieve at the same level as most people. But prior to my knowledge of MBTI, my god I must have copied/pasted on a bunch of my papers thanks to a wicked combination of hermetic lifestyle, procrastination, depression, and unrealistic perfectionism. Looking back at college/grad school, I wish I had more time to make connections with people who could have helped me develop my unique learning skills instead of dilly dallying with homework all the time. Had I known how to deal with my weaknesses, I think my self-esteem and confidence would have been much higher. I would have benefited much more from a slower pace.
Slow, by far. I can never seem to keep up with the pace at which other people want to live.
I think part of it is just my true nature, part of it (currently) is related to my depression (thus I might live at a bit of faster pace if that weren't a factor -- though knowing myself, likely only slightly), and part of it is the fact that I grew up with parents who were much older than my friends' parents. My mum and dad were both in their 40s when I was born, my mum left work to care for me and my dad took early retirement when I was about eight; most of my life has been spent as a very introverted only child living with retirees, with very few close friends and not even any relatives my own age... and now at 27, that's really the only pace of life I know. I'm so out of sync with my peers that it's depressing at times, because I just don't relate the majority of the time.
Slow. I can't even go to a mid-sized city anymore without wanting to immediately turn around and go back home half the time. I can get pretty frantic myself sometimes but I never want to feel rushed; fast-paced people and environments leave me exhausted.