There's only one way of life, and that's your own...

My blog seems to be sliding from an online diary to a photo album. Its so much easier to post a picture than write some thing worth reading. (Not that anything I write is interesting)

I never finished writing that garb... Its the penultimate day of school and after my last ever chemistry practical at Thurston, I let everyone get there hands on it and scribble their memorable notes for me to read in the distant future. Em came home with me on the bus which was different, and spent the whole journey writing a really sweet [long, poorly spelt ;-)] message on my lab coat, to add the comedy penis and random blurbs.