Odd to be up at my old school today on this particular day. V day. The scene of so much teenage disappointment.
Wish I could have traveled back in time for 2 minutes and find the greetin' teenage me coming home empty handed from yet another V day massacre.
I would have sat myself down and said, "You know what, all this doesn't matter. You're going to end up with an ace husband and two fabulous kids. What's more, that guy you think you fancy over there, he'll be bald by 26 and have back hair you could put in a French pleat."