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[05 Feb 2012|05:23pm] |
George Pikitis was born September 3rd, 1990 in Chapel Hill, NC as the first of two children. His little sister was born six years later. It was a good four years for the Pikitis clan. George loved his little sister and swore to do everything he could to make sure she was safe and happy. But he couldn't have been prepared for what came next. His sister had come home early having been throwing up all day and complaining of chills. Mrs. Pikitis had scheduled a doctor's appointment for later in the day when she got off work and had George put her down for a nap. When Mrs. Pikitis returned home, she wasn't breathing and her body was cold. By the time they got her to the emergency room, it was too late. The next few years were hard for the family. Each member took their turn at taking the blame for her death, but George put his to good work. He worked hard so that he could get into a good college and have the money to pay for it. He made honor roll every semester, making his parents very proud. He steered clear of anything that would take him off course, his end goal being very clear and certain. But when it came time to fill out college applications, he felt himself with hesitation. He knew the best school possible was up north, but he wasn't sure he was ready to leave what was left of his family and his friends. They drove him, kept him going while keeping him from getting too wrapped up in himself. He decided to apply to UNC Chapel Hill, claiming it was a safety school. When the acceptance letters came, he was accepted to the school and told everyone that he had gotten rejected from the others when really, he didn't even open the letters. He didn't want to know. He had made his decision and that was it. He decided to major in Clinical Laboratory Science so he could maybe save someone else's life someday. His education was everything to him. Everyone swore up and down that he spent more time in the lab than he did sleeping. If his friends weren't dragging him out kicking and screaming, he never would have a social life. He wanted to be the best. He wanted to find the things that everyone else missed and cure the diseases that were a mystery to everyone else.
•Is a member of Habitat for Humanity and Active Minds
•Has been obsessed with making waffles ever since he figured out how to use the waffle maker without burning or electricuting himself. He owns four of them now, two regular and two that make silly shapes.
•Doesn't get why people insist on playing music loud with the bass all the way up. He figures if people wanted to hear your music, they'd be in the room listening to it with you.
•Still gets angry when he thinks of all the things his sister has missed out on and will miss out on, but knows she's in a better place.
•Strongly believes there are 24 usable hours in every day
•Is the first person to list off all the reasons something isn't a good idea, even though most of the time, he secretly wants to try it himself.
![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) herz: Bromance since they were roomed together freshman year
cillianc: Best friend since forever
lorin: close friend
jltp: close friend, encourages him to come see her shows so he can get out of the lab and socialize
aym: Another one who chose her major for personal reasons, they just seem to get each other
audla: Awkward blind date turned close friendship
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