Guess it depends on the place and the people. When I "rebelled from borg domination and control" the second time, in my mid thirties, at the very conclusion of life as a JW, I would work all day, and still go out at least one night during the week. I always enjoyed live bands, knew many of them personally, and had a great work out dancing into the wee hours of the morning when the place closed down. I never got intoxicated with drinks. I limited myself to a couple of mixers, and that was it. I was a good girl trying to find my way in the world without getting into trouble. Finding myself married but so very alone in those days, I sometimes went out to clubs by myself, and danced by myself. (You couldn't tell; the dance area was so small.) That was my release. I must have had this aura about me, because although some guys tried to hit on me, most were quite polite and left me alone. Many times I was invited to sit at the table with the wives and girlfriends of the band.
I was the dependable one. The one who gave rides to those who couldn't drive, and those who needed a space to crash, when they had a bit too much weed or drink. I really didn't fit in and sometimes felt very uncomfortable when thrown into certain circumstances. I always worried about consequences. I always took responsibility and felt accountable. What a bore I must have been in those days. I felt like I didn't fit in anywhere. I was lost.
These days, although I do enjoy people, I tend to like my solitude. I like curling up with soft music and a good read after a long hard day at work. I like taking walks and contemplating life. I have a few good distant friends from school days and a few post-JW acquaintances. All my JW friends are gone by the wayside and although we tried to keep our friendship alive in the beginning, there were just too many ghosts. I regret that so many fine people are gone from my life.
So, the answer is, no. I'm not a party person. But, I do know how to have a good time.