J.K.

I remember the first time I saw you. It was at a college visit day. I knew then that you'd be wierd. And then, in Storytelling one JTerm, you sneezed... and then meowed. Twice. Everyone kind of looked at eachother as if to say "is he freakin serious?" You were.

D.H. (2)

So many people think you are just great. They think you're so fun and so interesting. People think you have such a fun-loving personality and that you can get along with anyone. Would it surprise you to know that you annoy the crap out of me? Because you do.

D.H.

So. You're going to have a baby. Do you realize what this means? I don't think you do. You are irresponsible. You are too young. You were in jail before you graduated high school. The only way you can possibly give this baby a chance is to give it up.

S.T.

Remember that time we went to the movies? You insisted we invite someone else because "two girls going somewhere alone is questionable these days". We were in middle school. I wish you hadn't done that. I think that's when I knew, for the first time, you weren't really my friend.

T. O.

How many times have you made me laugh? More than I can count.

But I wish you'd own up to yourself. You could put off the pretenses that you hold. You could forget the hereditary sickness that binds you. People would still love you - maybe more because you'd be honest.

The Beginning

So, I thought about doing this, but that is a bit too much commitment for me. So I'm doing it my own way. I'm going to write about people that I meet who I feel are worthy of writing about, but I'm not going to promise that I'll do it every day. And I'm not going to promise that I'll come up with 365 people. It may be less.... who knows? It may be more! I am going to limit the amount of words I write about each person because I think that's fun. I choose 50 words, because I think that's a fair number. So - Here I go.