Angie was a sophomore in college who was infamous for being dysfunctional. She had many submerged personalities that would erupt at periodic intervals. Sometimes she was a demented philosopher and at other times an elevated individual and has impeccable taste in clothing. She was desperate to join a sorority, but her asocial psychosis held her back. She felt she would be repudiated. Her aberrant presumption meant that she found most people to be odious and hubristic. She could be a moderate mediator, but she would often fail to repress her despicable side. Then she would relapse, becoming impudent. Angie's mendacity led her to often be fallacious so that it was hard to find even a vestige of truth. Her mental schematic caused her to be very systemic in everything she did and said. Despite this inclement analysis, Angie has significant intelligence. By magnifying how idiosyncratic Angie is, it can be seen that she has an infinite understanding of the world around her, which probably explains why she is never impecunious and often fortuitous.
It was a dark and frigid night as I glanced at the sky. I noticed the moon, so I knew it was the lunar month. I was used to the sun acting as my luminary when I work in mornings. I walked on a long path
