I seriously attract the biggest, cheesiest, weirdos. "Starving artists" always with the starving artist types! This boy who I'm almost certain is a Ne dom with auxillary Fi was going on and on about how this or that wasn't original and on several occasions asked the prof questions all containing the word "creativity" as well as making a point to ask me if I thought the prof would notice if he sketched in class as to draw my attention to the fact. I had to work ridiculously hard to keep from bursting out laughing at how cheesy it all was. He was honestly such a character. At least he was funny, I can't say the same for this one weirdo in 9th grade who showed me his poetry, his teeny tiny baby self inflicted injury scars, AND told me he likes the rain because no one can see him cry.