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anotherusedpage School and year you graduated:
Hornsey School for Girls - a truly godawful Tottenham comprehensive. 1995-1998
Queen's College - not a real college, a private school. 1998-2000
The Latymer School - now this was the one I actually graduated from. A grammar school. 2000-2002
Nickname in High School:
Hmmm. In chronological order: Spike (this was WELL before Buffy), Encyclopedia, Bogroll, Angel (still pre-Buffy). All of those were from Hornsey. I don't remember any from later than that.
Sport you were into:
The only sport I was ever into was swimming, where I was really good - the borrough champion - until I started secondary school, when I started to really hate the whole experience of sport in general and swimming in specific cos of the stripping off in front of people thing. Other than swimming, sport truly TRULY sucked.
Had a circle of friends:
Never really a circle as such. It was kinda almost a circle at Queen's, I guess - me, Gila, Sarah Lawson (there were sixteen Sarahs in a year of sixty people), Sarah Saddek, Sarah Shreih, Alisa. At Latymer I had three close friends, and other than that kinda vaguely hung out with the musos (Paul, Simon, Richard, Dafydd, Deji, Ruth-Anna). Although even the musos weren't really a circle, cos they didn't all get on together.
Best subject(s):
English, Music. If you mean ones I was good at, rather than just ones I enjoyed then also Maths and Chem. History and Drama until A level.
Worst subject(s):
PE. By a very long way. Oh, and technology at Hornsey. Lots of hot, sharp implements, careless teachers, and girls who hated my guts because I did my homework.
Teacher to whom you owe life lessons?
Life lesson... I dunno. Well, if it wasn't from Mr Brennan and Ms Turner, I wouldn't have applied to Oxford. Then there was the time when I was leaving Hornsey, and my wonderful lovely English teacher asked me if I'd ever had any problems in her lessons. Well, of course I fucking had, English was my best subject, and I was blantantly teachers pet, and they were really big on making us do unsupervised groupwork... But... she didn't realise. I dunno what lesson I learned from that. People only see what they want to see, I guess. And I just couldn't tell her how wrong she was.
Describe in one word:
Freshman year: (Year 11) - Boredom.
Sophomore year: (Year 12) - Stress.
Senior year: (Year 13) - More stress
And just don't get me started on the years before that.
Best friend?
Hornsey - Terri. And good GOD was she bad for me.
Queen's - probably the rather fabulously named Rachael von Simson. We spent all our free periods in the local coffee shop - which had become a starbucks by the time I left.
Latymer - Adam and Heeran and George.
Cafeteria food sucked?
Truly.
Wore uniforms?
Never. Although some of the schools had weird rules, like at Hornsey there was no rule about how short your skirts were allowed to be but shorts had to be knee-length minimum, cos the rules were written when hotpants were in fashion. And at Latymer, you weren't allowed to wear hats or caps indoors - teachers used to argue over whether my bandana counted - and trousers weren't allowed to come down over the tips of your shoes.
How was the prom?
Godawful. It wasn't a prom as such, it was a leaver's dinner. I very nearly didn't go, cos I didn't want to miss my choir rehearsal. But Adam and Heeran made me and George (Georgina, by the way. She's a she), and... well, the food was shite, the music was garage and r and b, and I realised that even though this was the school I'd hated least, I was truly, TRULY glad to be getting out. The highlight of the evening was when the firebell went off (someone had managed to set fire to the bar) and the music was too loud for people to hear it. I ended up jumping on the stage and grabbing the mike off the lead singer in the band.
Who were the prom king and queen?
We didn't have. But Simon and Paul were voted couple who ought to have got together and didn't.
Any achievements?
Uh... lessee. Hornsey - I came out alive and relatively unscarred. I'm sure I have some paper certificates for academic acheivements - I think I might have won some maths champion of the borrough thing, and I had a couple of poems published.
Queen's - I came top of the year at GCSE and got offered the first full scholarship in the school's history. But they'd already fucked me about so much over fees and them not beleiving that I couldn't afford to pay them for sixth form that I turned them down.
Latymer - Won the leavers English Prize, and the creative writting prize for three years running, which is one more year than I was actually at the school, due to an admin mix up that meant I managed to win it for the year before I joined. Came top of the year for English, and on the performance module of Music. Got into Oxford.
Were you popular?
No. I was only despised at Hornsey. At Latymer and Queen's I was tollerated.
Best song that reminds you of high school?
Wonderwall - Oasis. Or Teenage Dirtbag - Wheetus. Song that still gives me nightmares - Lady Marmalade (I forget who it's by, but I was forced to dance to it for a sports day event, and when I say forced I mean with use of excessive force)
Hornsey School for Girls - a truly godawful Tottenham comprehensive. 1995-1998
Queen's College - not a real college, a private school. 1998-2000
The Latymer School - now this was the one I actually graduated from. A grammar school. 2000-2002
Nickname in High School:
Hmmm. In chronological order: Spike (this was WELL before Buffy), Encyclopedia, Bogroll, Angel (still pre-Buffy). All of those were from Hornsey. I don't remember any from later than that.
Sport you were into:
The only sport I was ever into was swimming, where I was really good - the borrough champion - until I started secondary school, when I started to really hate the whole experience of sport in general and swimming in specific cos of the stripping off in front of people thing. Other than swimming, sport truly TRULY sucked.
Had a circle of friends:
Never really a circle as such. It was kinda almost a circle at Queen's, I guess - me, Gila, Sarah Lawson (there were sixteen Sarahs in a year of sixty people), Sarah Saddek, Sarah Shreih, Alisa. At Latymer I had three close friends, and other than that kinda vaguely hung out with the musos (Paul, Simon, Richard, Dafydd, Deji, Ruth-Anna). Although even the musos weren't really a circle, cos they didn't all get on together.
Best subject(s):
English, Music. If you mean ones I was good at, rather than just ones I enjoyed then also Maths and Chem. History and Drama until A level.
Worst subject(s):
PE. By a very long way. Oh, and technology at Hornsey. Lots of hot, sharp implements, careless teachers, and girls who hated my guts because I did my homework.
Teacher to whom you owe life lessons?
Life lesson... I dunno. Well, if it wasn't from Mr Brennan and Ms Turner, I wouldn't have applied to Oxford. Then there was the time when I was leaving Hornsey, and my wonderful lovely English teacher asked me if I'd ever had any problems in her lessons. Well, of course I fucking had, English was my best subject, and I was blantantly teachers pet, and they were really big on making us do unsupervised groupwork... But... she didn't realise. I dunno what lesson I learned from that. People only see what they want to see, I guess. And I just couldn't tell her how wrong she was.
Describe in one word:
Freshman year: (Year 11) - Boredom.
Sophomore year: (Year 12) - Stress.
Senior year: (Year 13) - More stress
And just don't get me started on the years before that.
Best friend?
Hornsey - Terri. And good GOD was she bad for me.
Queen's - probably the rather fabulously named Rachael von Simson. We spent all our free periods in the local coffee shop - which had become a starbucks by the time I left.
Latymer - Adam and Heeran and George.
Cafeteria food sucked?
Truly.
Wore uniforms?
Never. Although some of the schools had weird rules, like at Hornsey there was no rule about how short your skirts were allowed to be but shorts had to be knee-length minimum, cos the rules were written when hotpants were in fashion. And at Latymer, you weren't allowed to wear hats or caps indoors - teachers used to argue over whether my bandana counted - and trousers weren't allowed to come down over the tips of your shoes.
How was the prom?
Godawful. It wasn't a prom as such, it was a leaver's dinner. I very nearly didn't go, cos I didn't want to miss my choir rehearsal. But Adam and Heeran made me and George (Georgina, by the way. She's a she), and... well, the food was shite, the music was garage and r and b, and I realised that even though this was the school I'd hated least, I was truly, TRULY glad to be getting out. The highlight of the evening was when the firebell went off (someone had managed to set fire to the bar) and the music was too loud for people to hear it. I ended up jumping on the stage and grabbing the mike off the lead singer in the band.
Who were the prom king and queen?
We didn't have. But Simon and Paul were voted couple who ought to have got together and didn't.
Any achievements?
Uh... lessee. Hornsey - I came out alive and relatively unscarred. I'm sure I have some paper certificates for academic acheivements - I think I might have won some maths champion of the borrough thing, and I had a couple of poems published.
Queen's - I came top of the year at GCSE and got offered the first full scholarship in the school's history. But they'd already fucked me about so much over fees and them not beleiving that I couldn't afford to pay them for sixth form that I turned them down.
Latymer - Won the leavers English Prize, and the creative writting prize for three years running, which is one more year than I was actually at the school, due to an admin mix up that meant I managed to win it for the year before I joined. Came top of the year for English, and on the performance module of Music. Got into Oxford.
Were you popular?
No. I was only despised at Hornsey. At Latymer and Queen's I was tollerated.
Best song that reminds you of high school?
Wonderwall - Oasis. Or Teenage Dirtbag - Wheetus. Song that still gives me nightmares - Lady Marmalade (I forget who it's by, but I was forced to dance to it for a sports day event, and when I say forced I mean with use of excessive force)
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