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'''WHAT JUST HAPPENED TO YOU?''' I was heading to the post office after a night up writing essays about the three stages of backward design, and epistemological analysis of the concept of foundationalism, when this idiot in a van ran a red light and came right at me. I knew I was dead. Next thing I know the van slams sideways into a lamppost, like it had been hit by a truck. Driver was dead on impact. | '''WHAT JUST HAPPENED TO YOU?''' I was heading to the post office after a night up writing essays about the three stages of backward design, and epistemological analysis of the concept of foundationalism, when this idiot in a van ran a red light and came right at me. I knew I was dead. Next thing I know the van slams sideways into a lamppost, like it had been hit by a truck. Driver was dead on impact. | ||
| − | '''WHAT'S ON THE SURFACE?''' People see a cheerful fidgetty guy in his early twenties, who's tall and thin in a way that looks perpetually underfed. My parents would be mortified by my | + | '''WHAT'S ON THE SURFACE?''' People see a cheerful fidgetty blond guy in his early twenties, who's tall and thin in a way that looks perpetually underfed. My parents would be mortified by my ink and eyeliner and purple nails. |
'''WHAT LIES BENEATH?''' People always thought I was an airhead coasting on Daddy's money. They've no fucking idea how hard it is, how tiring, to have to be ''on'' all the time - always respectable, always smiling, always creating the best impression. I'm more than that. | '''WHAT LIES BENEATH?''' People always thought I was an airhead coasting on Daddy's money. They've no fucking idea how hard it is, how tiring, to have to be ''on'' all the time - always respectable, always smiling, always creating the best impression. I'm more than that. | ||
