For as long as I can remember, I have been intrigued by people who seem to have finished hysterically crying only moments before stepping into public. Not simply a sad face, I'm talking about the saddest-girl-in-the-world face of someone whose boyfriend just broke up with her through BBM or whose prom date just tore his ACL at soccer practice but is going to try and tough it out regardless, meaning she can't find a new date.

But as I'm battling my first serious bout of hay fever and people keep asking me if I'm okay, I'm becoming increasingly convinced that I've spent countless hours fixating on strangers, at least 50% of whom were probably just having a histamine reaction.