Missing It
I miss sixth-form days; I’m now in the Nose reshaping business and despite rumours to the contrary, breaking someone’s nose for the hundredth time is not as much fun as you’d think. University is great and everything, but seriously, if I could I would beam myself back to three years ago–the day I walked in to the sixth-form college and realized that it was different from school. I felt like William Wallace must have, I felt like I was a More
