Very little.

Or maybe not.

I'm not 100% sure what to make of you. Browsing through our conversations, it seems like your opinions on popular media align with John-boy's, your scholastic interests align with Karl's, and your technical ability aligns more with Zak. I am referring, of course, strictly to archetypes, and I'm classifying you within them rather generally.

And, though I put you on my list a month ago, I realize I don't really know you.

Don't get me wrong, you're a good enough guy. You're all about the GPA and the world changing, all the ladies love you, you're athletic, you're musical, you've got functional intelligence.

But I don't know you.

And perhaps that's just me. It just boggles the mind that there's so much you can do. I remember reading in some magazine that what colleges have started looking for is, rather than a well rounded person, a person who can excel in a few areas. I don't know. While you're all up in your MIT to Cambridge, don't forget the here and now.

Who knows. I've always been the sort who needs time to unwind, to just chill out sometimes, to have Saturdays like today completely devoid of activity. I guess you're more of a person who needs to keep busy.

I wonder what you'll be like in college.

Anyhow, sorry if this was more of a downer. You're a great guy, Max, really. I may know nothing about it, but I sincerely hope that your approach is as good as the world tells us. Me, though, I'm not yet old enough for every second to count.
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