I have a lot of friends. At my age, I had managed to amass quite a number. Some of them are closer to me than most. A very select few can claim to know me fully, having spent time with me at all possible instances and situations. But even if we are friends, if you have only known me a few years, and have not even spent everyday with me, please do not presume you can predict how I am based simply on my character when I am with you and our circle of common friends. Really, I can be crass as I can be classy, be a snob as much as be the most congenial person. I am a fine princess disguised as a scruffy street urchin or the other way around. I can be scholarly and academic one moment and totally ditzy and stupid the next. One thing is for sure, unless you’ve lived with me for years and years and years, really, you haven’t seen and met and known all of me.