Why Are You Over There, Staring At Me? When I'm Just Sitting Here?

Background info: I have a major problem with people watching. What can I say, I'm a curious person.

SO! It's about 10:00pm, just getting back from LAX and decided to take the subway home. I often prefer taking the subway versus ground.

I get to Howard Beach and lucky me, the train is sitting there, waiting for me. Yes! On another thought, YES question mark I get in and to my surprise, it's packed. Yes, I'm the one, scoping out the seating scene before entering, deciding who the safest, cleanest person is I could sit next to. Immediate target.

Three immediate thoughts as I enter the selected train car, 1) "Crap, is this train not working?" (There was a sign indicating, "Not in Service"),Everyone else is on. Confused. I get on right? 2)Maybe... I should've just taken a cab, damnit. 3)Oh, good that guy was in front of me buying a metro card. Safe.

Yes, I'm not going to lie, the crowd was a bit scary at the same time interesting. The best seat in the house, a seat away from the drunk man passed out snoring. I think I had "FEAR" written all over my sun kissed face. I sat there listening to my IPod, trying to appear cool, calm, collected. Yet my eyes kept drifting and kept locking eyes with people I probably shouldn't be locking eyes with. More thoughts: 1) Why is he looking at me? Is he looking because he saw that I was looking? 2) How do I break the eye contact without looking like.... Oh who cares, Break the eye contact! 3) Omg, I keep staring but I can't help it.
And as I continued to stare, I like to call it people watching for the next 45 mins, the one line from MA$E, "Looking At Me" circa 1998 kept popping in my head, imagining that this what the people were thinking, "little girl, Why are you over there, staring at me, when I'm just sitting here?"