Yes, what were the names of What's-Her-Name and her roommate who lived across the hall a couple of doors down? I am not sure whether I would be able to recognize their faces in tne yearbook, even if I did try to find them. Yet strangely they pretend to know who I am, although they obviously did not like me. They were buddies with the artist, Kim Morton. Was it really necessary to make a speech about how I have no artistic talent? Obviously, I could never hope to draw the way Kim Morton does, her paintings and sketches were amazing. I really did not need to discuss this point any further.