I am Haris Nizam and I don’t usually speak in the third person, but he will be attending McGill University in the fall. He looks back not on the past nor forward to the future. If you give him taters he will boil ‘em mash ‘em and stick ‘em in a stew.
Newfangled technology (especially Japanese cell phones) does not impress him. He feels that the world has lost its consideration, but continues to be nice to people in hope that one day someone will appreciate it. He loves nig-nogs. He wanted to be a chef at the ripe age of 4, but his dreams were dashed by his parents. He wanted to study medicine, but his dreams were dashed by his laziness. He will be studying doing nothing in a dorm room for a year. He is the sister of Nida and likes writing funny and sometimes (but not always) good things.
He is very consistent in personality. He is the same man 24/7, consistent, consistent, consistently mediocre.
