Julian was a bulldozer. He kept going at whatever caught his fancy and didn't let go, couldn't let go, until his wiry energy turned everything pear-shaped. Even then, he would laugh it off and direct his peculiar focus onto another idea or person. He waltzed into my life with that uncanny charm of his, shifting from foot to foot and grinning from ear-to-ear. Quick to laugh and sharp of wit, he was one of the few people unafraid of shyness or unease, and would joke and tease and laugh whether with the Queen of England or a homeless druggy. He could wheedle a smile or response out of the quietest person, and would make it his aim to do so. He had long been diagnosed with hyperactivity, but his energy went beyond a diagnosis. It was a undeniable part of him; in the gleam of his eye, the spring of his step, the disregard for his own appearance or well-being. His hair was combed perhaps one day in three: mostly, his dark locks were in utter disarray, and he wore a t-shirt, jeans, and converse, or whatever shoes he stumbled across on his way out the door. He fed himself only as a second-thought, and many wondered at how such a tall and wiry person of his energy didn't run himself into the ground. He never did, simply sprang from place to place, person to person, with an edgy sort of optimism, a joie-de-vivre that made him exasperating, reckless and simply irresistible. A broken collarbone, for example, was no reason to sit out a game of rugby, or a wrestle, whatever the doctor might say. He was up for anything, quick to try out ideas and even quicker to land himself in trouble. A devout band of followers backed him in these exploits, but their academics suffered for it. Only Julian could sing, perform, play on the foremost rugby team, and maintain immaculate academic results: had he not been so effortlessly talented with everything he tried his hand at, he would have long been expelled. As it happened, many of his group were expelled over the years, unable to keep up with Julian and his hap-hazardous, happy-go-lucky lifestyle. His unsteady energy was paired with a fierce intellect, a combination that was forward and sometimes intimidating.