Monday, 26 September 2011

One from the archives...

Hello little blog. I have neglected you. But today I am reminded why you're here.

Do you know I blogged when I was 16? I kept going until I was 18 and university got in the way.

Well, I did. And every so often, I dust off that corner of the internet and have a giggle at myself.
Two reasons: firstly that I was terribly egotistical. I still am, but I suspect I will not appreciate how much I am until I am older when I will still probably be egotistical but will not appreciate it until I am even old than that which is a long way off yet whereas at the moment I am merely amused by my sixteen-year-old self.

The other reason I enjoy this is that I have not changed all that much. I still mainly write about little incidents and anecdotes that happened to me at school. Often in maths lessons with the unwitting Mr S. To whit:

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I rave about maths. Maths rocks. I love it. I have lots of little problems to puzzle out and several little maths friends to puzzle them out with, who not only enjoy puzzling out but also enjoy talking about how they puzzled them out. So I thought I would share with you all the sort of thing we do. Today, for instance:

Mr S: Can anyone tell me when the third second comes? Simon?
Simon: ...After the second second?
Mr Sharp: That's right

Mr S: You got that puzzle right. Jammy.
Me: *wibble*

Mr S: When it comes to parents evening, I will see half the register and split you down the middle. This is not very good.
[silence]
Mr S: That was a joke.

So you see? Magic.

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It's nice to know that the Miss Smith of today has these memories from the other side of the teaching tracks. I kind of hope someone is writing a hopeless little blog about me too. In an affectionate sort of way, because, as has been mentioned, I am egotistical.

And most of all, I am going to love scrapping these things one day. It reminds me that, if nothing else, I will always have these little bits of memories to scrapbook and that these little snippets kick of huge waves of nostalgia that I can gleefully revel in as the evenings get shorter.

This is why I scrapbook.

Kisses xxx

P.S. I have been crafting too, but it's been busy to the power of several hundred thousand and two. Plus eleven.

P.P.S. On the bright side, I ran two miles without stopping. Very slowly. But it still counts :D

P.P.P.S. According to the comments on my 16-year-old blog, my friends were disturbed and amused. And fearful, apparently.

2 comments:

  1. Two miles is an achievment! As is blogging at such a young age for 2 years. :)

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  2. Ahh, it's great to hear you were blogging at the same age as me. I too shall have to disappear when I go off to university, but I'm hoping that I shall maybe (not likely though) find small pockets of time to scrap and be creative. I shall scrap in the hols and blog then, maybe. I'd love to see your old blog, is it still on the internet? Could I possibly have a link? :)

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