And I’ll tell you mine.

Privacy’s been on my mind. Yes this person who tells the world all that goes on in her life, is feeling a little violated. Privacy is a big issue, people make a living off invading it and telling the world. People kill for it, steal, lie to know how to get in all you don’t want them to know.

But hey, I am pretty easy to get to know. Read several pages of the blog, you’d have an idea of my basic personality. Ask me a question, i’d probably even overshare. (Like the fact that I have a tiny bladder, hey hey) I start up random conversations with people i hardly know. I am quiet until you approach me and then, like a dam there won’t be stopping the information gateway.

So I don’t get the reading over the shoulder stuff. Texts, instant messages, browser windows. Just ask. I’ll share when I’m ready. If you’re a friend I probably will tell you myself. With gory details. That’s just the girl I am.

But please ask. Coz the looking over the shoulder, checking what I’m saying feels like I’m on Big Brother. And I’m not the type of person who likes to be watched.