A couple of people have expressed an interest in my life story, so here it is.
Could be quite long, and I dunno how interesting it'll be, but it is what it is.
Won't be seriously detailed, just the necessary stuff. No stuff about my family really, except for my parents and sister.
tl;dr: I got bored and decided to type up a series of posts about my life because a couple of people asked me to.
Are you sitting comfortably?
Then I'll begin...
Part 1
I was born in Manchester at around 2300 on the 21st April 1995, in some hospital I can't remember the name of.
I live for around 4 years in a little house in an area called Didsbury. The house was small and white, on one of those houses that's the same as all the others around it.
I can still remember the exact layout of the house, including where the table in the dining/sitting room is/was.
When I was a few weeks old, I was lying on the sofa in the sitting room when one of our cats jumped off the back to chase the other cat, and landed on my head cutting it open. Lovely stuff and a visit to the hospital.
I now have a faint scar on my forehead from when I was cut open u.u
My mother's maiden name's Potter <img src='http://gbatemp.net/public/style_emoticons/default/tpi.gif' class='bbc_emoticon' alt='
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After that house we moved to an place called Knutsford, but I can't remember the house there...we were only there for a year or so I think.
The next house was in Cheshire, and we lived in a house that was called The White House.
Guess what colour it was. It backed onto a golf club, so I'd go there like twice a week for lessons. There was a driving range that went onto a lake with swans in. I once hit a ball into one of the swan's arses <img src='http://gbatemp.net/public/style_emoticons/default/yay.gif' class='bbc_emoticon' alt='' />
After 3 years of living there we moved to the other end of the UK to Sussex, where we lived in an old farmhouse for 4 years with sheep (that didn't belong to us) in the fields behind it, and an area next to us with buildings that got sold to small-time businesses (one of which was a place where naughty pictures were taken of ladies). It was great fun playing around there on my bike, there were these huge piles of gravel and dirt.
Good times.
Also there was a wood at the bottom of the fields that had a stream going through it, and it went for miles into other peoples' farms and stuff, and there was even a run-down shed there when I dug a hole and covered in a plastic bag to hid stuff in (stuff like toy soldiers &c.).
There was also a pond in one of the fields that the sheep used to drink from, but one of them slipped on the mud around it and drowned ._.
I used to go into the fields and feed the sheep apples and Polo mints. It was fun.
Also mum and I used to have to roll the sheep over if they fell down. That wasn't as much fun.
Some time during the 4 years we were living there my sister was born.
I can remember dad calling me at my friend's house to tell me that I had a sister c:
I was so happy and I spent the night at the hospital watching TV in mum's room while shewas completely drugged up on morphine rested.
Dunno what to say about my sister really, other than she's my sister <img src='http://gbatemp.net/public/style_emoticons/default/unsure.gif' class='bbc_emoticon' alt='' />
I went to a prep school in Sussex from year 2 to the end of year 6, when we moved to Florence, Italy so mum home-schooled me for a year to make sure that when I went back in year 8 I wasn't behind.
After a year of living in Florence I went back to school in the UK where I boarded full-time. The whole year was spent prepping for my entrance exam for Winchester College, so that meant not doing anything for a year, but occasionally pretending to pay attention. Hey, it worked. I got in.
Not a particularly great year for me to be honest. Most of it was spent trying to get one girl to go out with me for longer than a week, so happy days.
Other that that it was actually pretty fun. I mean I got to spend a year away from my parents for most of the time, I was at the top of the school and I was with friends.
Because the normal entrance exam for Win:Coll is about the same level as the scholarship papers for the other top-end schools, I was in the scholarship class that was much smaller than the Common Entrance classes.
The scholarship exams were a week or so before the C.E.s so to get out of their hair we went to Wales for the week <img src='http://gbatemp.net/public/style_emoticons/default/biggrin.gif' class='bbc_emoticon' alt='' />
That was great fun. We were a pretty close group anyway because of how small a group we were, so the trip was awesome <img src='http://gbatemp.net/public/style_emoticons/default/biggrin.gif' class='bbc_emoticon' alt='' />
It was an adventure type trip, so there was rock-climbing and swimming under waterfalls and jumping from 20foot tall cliffs into lakes below. That sort of thing <img src='http://gbatemp.net/public/style_emoticons/default/biggrin.gif' class='bbc_emoticon' alt='' />
When we got back we spent most of the time doing various organised things like trips to a strawberry farm (the school's banned forever from there for having a strawberry fight) and also the leaver's play, which was The Taming of the Shrew (Shakespeare). As such there are pictures on Facebook of me wearing tights and a silly hat with a huge feather in.
As I said before, I took the entrance exam for Winchester College and got in and started there in C house/Cook's/Du Boulay's on 10th September 2008.
Here endeth the firstlesson part
Could be quite long, and I dunno how interesting it'll be, but it is what it is.
Won't be seriously detailed, just the necessary stuff. No stuff about my family really, except for my parents and sister.
tl;dr: I got bored and decided to type up a series of posts about my life because a couple of people asked me to.
Are you sitting comfortably?
Then I'll begin...
Part 1
I was born in Manchester at around 2300 on the 21st April 1995, in some hospital I can't remember the name of.
I live for around 4 years in a little house in an area called Didsbury. The house was small and white, on one of those houses that's the same as all the others around it.
I can still remember the exact layout of the house, including where the table in the dining/sitting room is/was.
When I was a few weeks old, I was lying on the sofa in the sitting room when one of our cats jumped off the back to chase the other cat, and landed on my head cutting it open. Lovely stuff and a visit to the hospital.
I now have a faint scar on my forehead from when I was cut open u.u
My mother's maiden name's Potter <img src='http://gbatemp.net/public/style_emoticons/default/tpi.gif' class='bbc_emoticon' alt='
' />After that house we moved to an place called Knutsford, but I can't remember the house there...we were only there for a year or so I think.
The next house was in Cheshire, and we lived in a house that was called The White House.
Guess what colour it was. It backed onto a golf club, so I'd go there like twice a week for lessons. There was a driving range that went onto a lake with swans in. I once hit a ball into one of the swan's arses <img src='http://gbatemp.net/public/style_emoticons/default/yay.gif' class='bbc_emoticon' alt='
' />After 3 years of living there we moved to the other end of the UK to Sussex, where we lived in an old farmhouse for 4 years with sheep (that didn't belong to us) in the fields behind it, and an area next to us with buildings that got sold to small-time businesses (one of which was a place where naughty pictures were taken of ladies). It was great fun playing around there on my bike, there were these huge piles of gravel and dirt.
Good times.
Also there was a wood at the bottom of the fields that had a stream going through it, and it went for miles into other peoples' farms and stuff, and there was even a run-down shed there when I dug a hole and covered in a plastic bag to hid stuff in (stuff like toy soldiers &c.).
There was also a pond in one of the fields that the sheep used to drink from, but one of them slipped on the mud around it and drowned ._.
I used to go into the fields and feed the sheep apples and Polo mints. It was fun.
Also mum and I used to have to roll the sheep over if they fell down. That wasn't as much fun.
Some time during the 4 years we were living there my sister was born.
I can remember dad calling me at my friend's house to tell me that I had a sister c:
I was so happy and I spent the night at the hospital watching TV in mum's room while she
Dunno what to say about my sister really, other than she's my sister <img src='http://gbatemp.net/public/style_emoticons/default/unsure.gif' class='bbc_emoticon' alt='
' />I went to a prep school in Sussex from year 2 to the end of year 6, when we moved to Florence, Italy so mum home-schooled me for a year to make sure that when I went back in year 8 I wasn't behind.
After a year of living in Florence I went back to school in the UK where I boarded full-time. The whole year was spent prepping for my entrance exam for Winchester College, so that meant not doing anything for a year, but occasionally pretending to pay attention. Hey, it worked. I got in.
Not a particularly great year for me to be honest. Most of it was spent trying to get one girl to go out with me for longer than a week, so happy days.
Other that that it was actually pretty fun. I mean I got to spend a year away from my parents for most of the time, I was at the top of the school and I was with friends.
Because the normal entrance exam for Win:Coll is about the same level as the scholarship papers for the other top-end schools, I was in the scholarship class that was much smaller than the Common Entrance classes.
The scholarship exams were a week or so before the C.E.s so to get out of their hair we went to Wales for the week <img src='http://gbatemp.net/public/style_emoticons/default/biggrin.gif' class='bbc_emoticon' alt='
' />That was great fun. We were a pretty close group anyway because of how small a group we were, so the trip was awesome <img src='http://gbatemp.net/public/style_emoticons/default/biggrin.gif' class='bbc_emoticon' alt='
' />It was an adventure type trip, so there was rock-climbing and swimming under waterfalls and jumping from 20foot tall cliffs into lakes below. That sort of thing <img src='http://gbatemp.net/public/style_emoticons/default/biggrin.gif' class='bbc_emoticon' alt='
' />When we got back we spent most of the time doing various organised things like trips to a strawberry farm (the school's banned forever from there for having a strawberry fight) and also the leaver's play, which was The Taming of the Shrew (Shakespeare). As such there are pictures on Facebook of me wearing tights and a silly hat with a huge feather in.
As I said before, I took the entrance exam for Winchester College and got in and started there in C house/Cook's/Du Boulay's on 10th September 2008.
Here endeth the first
