Eureka, maybe.

Now. I guess why I’ve irrational fears of random people. But as I look closely, they don’t seem as random as I thought. They are all the same type of people, people I can’t figure out, people I can’t read like a book (well, not really, but you get what I mean).

Oh Jon, when will you stop trying to be such an annoooying know-it-all, =/. Not that I know all, but, well, trying to.

Let me tell you why these unpredictable (well, by me) people scare me:-

I’ve no idea how they will react to whatever I do. And that scares me, because I have a certain predisposition to expect the worst. So I’ll just clam up around these certain people and try to avoid them. Although, I’ve been trying to get over these fears =/. Failing much at it.

Also, I’ve no idea what their inclinations are like! I don’t know what to say so I won’t offend. No idea what they like discussing. No idea! Then I would just assume that we’ve nothing in common. Therefore, nothing to talk about meaningfully. There’s this person that seems annoyed and offended by whatever I said, even though I was trying my hardest to be nice and kind and not talk too much; he (yes, he!) completely baffles me. Why do I even try so hard some times. Blah.

Thirdly, as I’ve this fear of offending people that I know nothing about, I would stick to very very general topics. But most of the times, I won’t even know what general topic to speak bout. Awkward silence ensues. =/.

Lastly being with those people just makes me uncomfortable. I suspect self-confidence issues. Eep. Why oh why, Jon, do you have to read everyone? =/.

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The “wise” and “just” and “fair” Viann pronounced Nicole and me equally weird, and RUM! :P.

HOHOHOHo. NICOLE, WE ARE RUM!!! :P