I never thought it'd come to this. Being that mysterious unseen character clinging to one end of the internets ever growing tether. Somehow it comes as a shock to me quite how nervous I am writing this very text, should it be possible to see the text as it leaves my finger - figuratively - you would notice the overwhelming numbers of spelling foibles I am struck by today.
To make any sense of that, it is probably rather essential to know me and why I'm actually writing this. So...
Hi, I'm Andrew, I'm 16 and I am by no means average.
I type quickly accurately and correctly, true to the language I speak, grammatically and in any other way possible correct. Or at least I try to make it so. If my typing had an accent it'd be the sort of accent an american does upon meeting one of our nations inhabitants. Posh, upper class, dare I say it - Very Knightsbridge - and by no means what an actual Britain sounds like.
I was regarded as 'hot' by as many as three people once and for some reason that has hit me and caused great vanity for my hair...
The classic - common - teenage haircut. I say classic because in 50 years, we will all look back and be thinking 'oh yeah, those were the years... Where did all the good times go?' And our Knightsbridge children will turn round... 'I'll tell you where they went father, they vanished as your bald patch grew'
But I stray; I love my hair, sad as it may be, it is actually the one thing about my person that I really take pride in.
This second point,
So, in short thats me... Those are the essentials anyway...
Enjoy my blog.
That's all folks.