A friend of mine made the following comment to me one fine April day, “Mark, you’re a calculator. I’m an open book.”
He then proceeded to act as if he had concocted a brilliant syllogism. Stuff like that ticks me off.

But enough about me. How are you doing? What are your interests. Do you, as I do, enjoy 3D animation, argumentation, philosophy, and creative writing? No? Well, what do you plan to do with your life? I, for one (but don’t let me influence your decision) am looking into a career in some sort of Engineering, perhaps Computer or Electrical. Social Studies? Sociology? Psychology? Never.

How about tastes? Do you also enjoy all non-combination/pineapple/gross-stuff pizzas? And are you partial to chocolate and ice-cream? How about Chicken Cordon bleu? Do mush.rooms scare you? Do you find that your mouth waters at the mention of cheesy fries? But what does your mom cook? Healthy food. In fact, she cooks INDIAN food, doesn’t she? And this, of course is because your mom is from India, right? Instead of burgers, do you get chicken curry? I know how you feel. I see that we both eat our fill of chicken.

Lastly, do you like practically all types of music aside from Rap? No? Then we are incompatible. I’m sorry, but it could never have worked.

Back to me.

I was one of the original members of PAN, and I have been threatened with dismissal several times. I think that everyone on here is a blockhead, but I AM NOT the person who keeps insisting so. Trust me. Who cares whether all the evidence is stacked against me? I don’t. I’m the only normal one on here.