How the leopard got its spots

Today I write to you in a very hopping environment, the library.  That is because our power got turned off today.  Awesome I know right.  My roommate is apparently too ignorant to listen when I said to pay the bills right when you get them.  Anyway...

I'm pretty pumped because school is going well and I don't really have anything to complain about, at all.  I only have one question, how did the leopard get its spots?  

thursday nights...

i went down to broad ripple tonight for a red bull event, couldn't be happier

Wolf like me

Women are always intriguing.  I've been in my fair share of awkward and complicated almost relationships.  I thought that I'd met girls who were more confusing than anyone I could meet in the future.  I was mistaken.  

In a recent conversation I had a bit of an epiphany.  We were talking about a girl that would avoid him after she had done things that he didn't approve of.  She was always nice to him, but always avoided talking about things that really mattered.  She acted like she was his friend, but don't real friends tell the truth? 

She either doesn't feel comfortable sharing her emotions for fear she will look weak or she is scared that facing her true feelings will bring even more emotions to surface.  I think, she is terrified of other people knowing how she truly feels.  Terrified.  Through these false fronts, she creates a new persona.  She hides her real self to be more socially accepted by those her "friends" deem as popular or desirable.  

Now, I know I've already over-evaluated the situation and I'd like to apologize.  

But why can't she just be real?