I nev­er talk loud­ly on my cell phone, espe­cial­ly on the bus, so that the peo­ple around will have no idea what the con­ver­sa­tion is. Actually, I rarely talk loud­ly ever, whether I’m just in class or walk­ing down a street, because I don’t want peo­ple around to know what I’m think­ing. I avoid try­ing on clothes because I’m scared peo­ple will know that I’m think­ing about buy­ing a cer­tain pair of pants. I hate ask­ing about an item on a menu because some­one will know that I’m con­sid­er­ing a cer­tain food. I almost nev­er run for the bus, because if I miss it, I’m afraid that some­one will know that I want­ed to catch that bus.

I sup­pose that it’s a lit­tle dif­fer­ent from what peo­ple get to know of me on a day to day basis. My clothes and my elo­cu­tion are both ways in which I express myself, but these are both things which have been decid­ed on before­hand. It’s the uncon­clu­sive sit­u­a­tions that make me ner­vous. I think I’m just scared that peo­ple may think that I’m slow.

It’s fun­ny that my mind con­sid­ers such a thing. I gen­er­al­ly don’t care what oth­er peo­ple think (unless I respect them, in which case an opin­ion becomes over­ly impor­tant), so why this? Perhaps I’m just sen­si­tive about my intel­li­gence.

I hate it when peo­ple know what I’m think­ing.