syed wrote a bio of me. i found it amusing simply because it's fun to read about oneself in a positive light.
what the big man had to say:
blake is your internet nerd. at heart. not at hair ... er body. he actually looks like a kid on barney or a pop star. i bet he could pass off as a movie star at anywhere he went. hes a gamer though. he loves the internet, its like his life. no it is his life. hes also tall and he loves to play. games that is, though im betting he likes to play with girls too. hes kinda frisky and he likes to have fun. one of those happy go lucky guys that can crack a safe with his jokes. and hes pretty good looking or suave or whatever you want to call it, im betting hes going to get a lot of girls before he leaves ut austin. and hes a singer, and a good singer. so he has some ins everywhere. hes one of the smartest people i know. he writes left handed so i think he has added gifts. and he can write. hes a hell of a fiction writer. and he can do whatever he wants when it comes to math. he takes math over. hes like got both sides in full function.so since i'm feeling nice, here's a reciprocal bio: syed is the genius. take the knowledge that comes with being a nerd (me), amplify it by ten times, and stick it all in a brain that's somewhat more reliable than mine (in that i forget everything), and you have this guy's mode of thought. his academic prowess is how he gained his reputation, and rightly so - i may be a member of the math team and have a high gpa, but since freshman year he's taken over the role of making the school academically famous and destroying brain-based competition like math team, while i sit on the proverbial bench and crack jokes. smarts aside, he's got a lot of things he's unaware of - things like the ability to understand human experience without actually experiencing it (maybe that just comes from spending time with stoners), and a truly wicked sense of humor. a connoisseur of fine women that only have sex with the filthy rich, syed himself will likely become filthy rich and ultimately conclude to himself that money does indeed buy happiness. he often finds himself confused with teenage issues, mostly those relating to the opposite sex, but he can't really be blamed because his family's social values have declared that since he was born. declaring himself 'stupidfatugly,' syed naively decided that there was something wrong with him based solely on comparing himself to the wrong handful of people at school. failing to see the rare good in the teenage species, he reluctantly accepted the role of a lonely genius, blindly ignoring the fact that a massive amount of people came to his side, cheering wildly at awards ceremonies while jealous parents recycled jokes of giving him a chair on stage. syed will slowly awake to the goodness of teenage life - the lack of responsibility, the four-year-bliss that is college, the rare women who are just like him in almost every respect, the surrealism of senior year, and most of all, the few quality friends that he'll acquire - and it will ultimately make him an optimist, if not content with existence. and someday, he'll look back on his high school days and realize that he only trudged through the same bullshit that everyone did, and be proud of the fact that he hardly got his shoes muddy along the way.