Who cares?

Why would anyone care what I do? Does it really matter that I want to go home and watch a movie, or that I want to go out to dinner with that hot guy with questionable character over there? Why would an outside viewer feel the need to commentate on my life? I always am shocked to find when I am doing something and someone comes up to me and says, "I hear that you..." I mean where do they get this information? And how is it so just wrong? Why do they care anyway? I think I should be able to do what I want to. I mean I've got society's values and all - what I want to do is not murder someone, so why do these people care? I've decided that people are just nosy and that the nosiest ones lead boring, sad lives. Maybe those people have no stories of their own and are having to live through my (mostly made-up) adventures. They need a little color in their lives maybe, and can't get it on their own. But then what keeps them from spicing it up? It's probably people just like them, that are off on the side, judging and commentating. Why should strangers' criticisms have such power? Why should I care that that old lady in Wal Mart is staring at me when I randomly break out in song and start to dance with my friend? It shouldn't matter, right? But still I find my mouth shutting up and my hips ceasing to sway. Who are these people that are so judgmental that they think poorly of you because of something as innocent as dancing? And that is just something small scale in my life that I wonder this about. Who are these people who really care if I never drink? That care if I remain abstinent? That care if I go to church on Sunday? Who cares and why do they?