I always wonder what people think of me. Strange? Hilarious (Don't I wish!)? Wacky? Weird? That Hang's the most fantastic girl that ever lived (That is a fact!)?
Only old people approach me in public. Do they feel a kindred spirit in me? Do I have an old soul, so they think I can relate to them? (I do actually enjoy talking to old people. They are the sweetest people.)
I'm not sure if I even care to know what people think of me. I do get curious though because I never know how I am doing in a social setting.
Maybe I care too much about what kind of impression I am making, but I can't help wanting people to like me. At least the people I care about.
A lot of times, I get insecure if the person I am talking does not seem interested in the conversation. Doesn't anyone understand my insane need to talk about food or places I want to go to?
I feel awkward most of the time.
I feel like in certain situations, I don't know how to fit in. But the thing is, I only feel this way when I meet new people. I know that the people who already know me understand how I am, and maybe can even relate to my awkwardness.
I just hope that I leave nice impressions of myself. I would also like you all to forget any impressions of me that have left you wondering about my sanity. Just so you know, I am perfectly normal.
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