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Monthly Archives: June 2010

Ache.

Monday, June 28, 2010

When I was 18 – like with my 16th birthday – I decided a festival would be fun. How I came to this conclusion after Guilfest, I’m not too sure; perhaps I am secretly a masochist. The festival a couple of friends and I decided to go to was the Edinburgh Fringe. Here seemed a [...]

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Replicants.

Sunday, June 27, 2010

If being 14 was like being invisible, being 17 was not. It was like suddenly realising you belonged to this large long-lost family after years of assuming yourself to be an orphan, and upon realising your heritage, relatives become naturally inquisitive, only, the more questions they ask and the more they pry, the more you [...]

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Ablaze.

Saturday, June 26, 2010

The summer I turned 16, as a birthday present, I got tickets for a festival with a few friends. When I concocted this idea and managed to get my parents on board with it, the people I wanted to take and I got very excited. I’ve now got to a stage where being around a [...]

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Hyde.

Saturday, June 26, 2010

My first proper experience with alcohol was when I was fifteen. On the last day of school in May, before we went on a ‘study leave’ to get in the zone for our GCSE’s, we all went a bit mad. As you’re meant to on your last day. Everyone gathered in the park before school, [...]

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Fame.

Friday, June 25, 2010

Being 14 was about on par with being invisible. A couple things happened that I was proud of; I got highest marks in my music year on a test, which went vastly unnoticed rather expectedly by the other students, but also by the teachers; I won an art competition which would mean that my winning [...]

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