Tag: school

As promised, I’ve dug through the archives! I’m not going to play all of my cards at once of course, but I’ve got one photo from 2002 and another from 2003. It’s hard to believe there’s only a year between the photos, but it’s true! This is… I think… the day before a big party. A party that I have photos of… but I’m not going to share! It was a fancy dress party and I’m wearing a stick-on moustache…

Apparently, anyway, according to a source that will remain unnamed. Yesterday Abi and I collaborated yet again — 36 weeks down, only 16 to go! — and this time we both made ourselves out to look like our 16-year-old selves. We then (kind of romantically?) described what it might’ve been like if we’d met a decade ago. She jokes that I only had to shave to take this photo, while she actually had to like… put some badges on, do…

Abi & Seb (Click for larger) Abi: Apparantly he did this face for about 5 years straight and didnt wash his hair for three of those.. Incase you wondered, this week we visit each other aged 16. Seb and I have only known each other about a year. God knows how long he’d been stalking me prior to that (I jest!). I think its fair to say that he is one of the people I talk to the most frequently…

I don’t know where to start with this, the subject that surely supersedes all others. It — life, necessity and peace — begins and ends with education. With a good education the world is your oyster. Without education… God, it’s so tricky to put into words, but I’ll try. The expanse of your knowledge, your wisdom, your skills and ‘working set of data’ is only limited by your ability to learn, to educate yourself; or to be educated. But it’s a feedback…

Photos! Of PEOPLE! They, the victims, probably didn’t know at the time that they were going to end up on my blog, but, well… I’m not going to give you their names, and they’re all pretty people, so… it should be OK! One of them will likely be a celebrity in a year or two, so hopefully, when that occurs, I’ll be able to make a little money from the photos… This week’s been pretty crazy. Again, the weather has…

This is a continuation from a series of entries I wrote chronicling my childhood and teenage years. For some reason I got sidetracked — I wrote about ‘that tale from my teenage years‘, and before I knew it I was writing about my crazy relationships and sexual encounters. And then I got talking about The American. I often write as if I’m not affected by what unfolds — chilled, objective — but the truth is… I am. I am effected…