i shall name these strange ways of typing, alien ways of thinking, two separate planes of thoughts. i shall be Bonabell! the more collected one, the one whom has better word choice. ah, why am i renaming myself? this is preposterous! absolutely and utterly foolish! dare i need to chide myself, for such an irrational thought. neigh, i do not need more names for myself. i am simply one person, not two. i needn't to dwell on the matter! even though i may feel like a separate entity, if only barely from the other ways i think and feel, i do not need a name. i am one person, how dare i almost type 'we'! this is silly, ugh. look at me, i seem to be fumbling for straws and sympathy, what a loathsome ordeal! at least the buffoon of a thought process is not present, ugh. typing like an ignoramus, in stunted and almost broken English. what a cretin! haha!