I
met Steve my first term at the University of Waterloo, he was a North C
stud. The only way to describe Steve is to say that he's.... Steve.
Always willing to give up his bed for a girl who gets locked out of her
room. :) Of course, he had to tell all the other girls they'd
have to go home for the night but that's just the kind of friend Steve
is. :)
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Steve is the type of guy who can study
when he wants (never), go to class when he wants (never) and still
kick my butt. He's my vote for most likely to get a high paying job
where people think he's amazing but really he sits around and writes bad
jokes and listens to some kind of French Radio station from Brocket.
Gus and Steve in mine and Vicki's lovely, purple,
Toronto apartment.