There was this guy in my Thermodynamics class way back in college. He said he knew a little bit of graphology and he wants to analyze my handwriting. He asked me to write my name.

I don't know why I'm remembering this now but there was one thing that he said that struck me as very true about. It was about my "O". That my O is not round it was more like an oval, and that signifies I'm not an open person. That it's not typical of me to strike a conversation with a total stranger and that even around people that I do know, it takes me a while to open up to them and that there's not a lot of people that I let in.

It is true up to now. You might even call me a snob. Here's a scenario. When I go to pick up M at the bus stop, so I'm waiting there and slowly the other moms and dads arrives and we exchanges our Hi's or good afternoon and that's it for me. I don't add things like, "it's cold today, huh?" or other small talk. I just don't see the point. Honestly, I really don't care. But, they all do it. So, they talk about the weather, what the baby has been up to today, or the dog, or the cat.

Maybe, I am anti-social. But, it's really hard for me to pretend to care about your cat when I don't care much for cats.