Let's see how many I can get done before my mother comes over to yell at me to do something more productive...
I'm not really good at getting my feelings about people into specific words....but hell, I guess I must......
First time I saw you, I was quite....eh.....scared, I guess is the best way to put it. I thought you would be one of those classic depressed, attention-seeking-type Goth. Seems I was wrong. Quite wrong. That's all gone now, and you are now one of my good friends. You seem to be the closest person I can find at BUA to be a sort of "kindred spirit" to me. We really aren't that different.....but you might disagree....I don't know. O yes....learn to trust people....it's not always such a bad thing....
I don't know too much about you, but I can tell you're a classic opinionated BUAer. Take that how you will. I've heard rumors from MANY people about how "bad" you were last year; no judgement on that. But you don't seem to be too bad......and you're not Indian....at all....haha
ahh....there she goes...."Hyder, go catch up on your sleep".....o how I love my mother