Okay, let's not dawdle around and get straight to the point. I think I may have a split personality disorder, but I don't think it's that simple.
You see, for a moment i might be wishing death upon somebody and training with all my might and strength to eliminate all these weak humans polluting the planet, and 5 seconds later I'll be crying over some HIV positive orphan in South Africa. Jeez, this is totally disturbing. You hate them all the way, but the next moment you'll give anything to help.
You know what? Maybe I'm a wuss. Maybe I'm a little soft in my head. I'm 18 now, but I still like to watch Sesame Street and this show called In The Night Garden. See what I mean? The main character's called Iggle-Piggle or something! For crying out loud!
This isn't normal. I just know it isn't. Even my Mom and Dad said that I'm too childish for my age. Do I have Down's Syndrome? That's always a possibilty, and with my vacant eyes, how could I know?
So I did an IQ test, and guess what? Guess what, world? This nutso, weirdo freak is a friggin' genius! My IQ is actually 151! maybe I should be happy and thank God for it, but that's not the issue here. Now I know why my parents never did see things how i did. Or any of my friends, for that matter. Ikram did see, but hell, that's just one person! What difference could it make?
So I have a high IQ. So I'm a genius. So I can create multiple identities inside of me to talk things over. What's the difference? people don't know that! And besides, what's the use of being a genius anyway? I personally don't give a crap about it. It's not like I can change the world or anything. Hell, I can't even clean up my room.
Maybe it's time to let ol' Jekyll take over.
And wild young Hyde to retreat into void...
