Do you remember that feeling of joy, excitement and expectation you had when that last school bell rang at the start of your summer holidays?
Remember that electrifying sensation earlier that day when you went to school, knowing that you could do whatever you wanted, because you were soon going to be away and free?
Can you recall the thrill of saying "goodbye" and "...'till we meet again" to everyone. Not that you didn't expect to see them again, but the time in between would be so long....man, anything could happen?
Well my friends, that's the state of ecstasy I'm in.
There's nothing more for me to do but celebrate the coming six months of holidays.
Nothing less to do than avoid hangovers.
Nothing other to do than hang around smiling at passerby's.
Nothing more serious to do than find Robbie Howett.
NO MORE WORK
34 years old.
A return ticket to India.
Enough money to not have to work for at least six months!
My only belongings are a backpack, clothes and some DEET.
A childhood friend to locate...
I feel as free as the Blues Brothers, I'm as happy as Jim Carrey on crack and I feel so unbelievably sexy even nuns would want to grope me.
The shackles of society have fallen from me, I am no longer responsible and every aspect of my life is my own.
School's out for summer,
School's out forever,
my school's been blown to pieces,
No more pencils,
no more books,
no more teacher's dirty looks,
Out for summer, out till fall,
we might not come back at all.
- Alice Cooper -
Originally posted by shavixmirThat's awesome! I'll be doing the same in a year or two, travelling in South America probably. Going to see if I can squeeze in some freelance travel writing work while I'm there. With your...unique...style and flair for the written word, perhaps you could consider the same?
Do you remember that feeling of joy, excitement and expectation you had when that last school bell rang at the start of your summer holidays?
Remember that electrifying sensation earlier that day when you went to school, knowing that you could do whatever you wanted, because you were soon going to be away and free?
Can you recall the thrill of saying r summer, out till fall,
we might not come back at all.[/i]
- Alice Cooper -
EDIT - Just noticed that I was bright enough to work out that this is a good idea, at ten years younger than you :p
Originally posted by shavixmirSeriously, get a life.
Do you remember that feeling of joy, excitement and expectation you had when that last school bell rang at the start of your summer holidays?
Remember that electrifying sensation earlier that day when you went to school, knowing that you could do whatever you wanted, because you were soon going to be away and free?
Can you recall the thrill of saying ...[text shortened]... r summer, out till fall,
we might not come back at all.[/i]
- Alice Cooper -
Originally posted by jimmyb270Go for it dude!
That's awesome! I'll be doing the same in a year or two, travelling in South America probably. Going to see if I can squeeze in some freelance travel writing work while I'm there. With your...unique...style and flair for the written word, perhaps you could consider the same?
EDIT - Just noticed that I was bright enough to work out that this is a good idea, at ten years younger than you :p
I bummed around the world from the age of 23 to 27 and haven't regretted it a moment!
Originally posted by GalaxyShieldAn alternative TV cook!
Maybe something in the culinary field. That way you could feed people cat, dog, horse, llama whatever you wanted and they'd never know. Imagine how much fun that would be!
That's a splendid idea!
Just imagine the viewing figures as I feed "corgi in garlic butter" to royal guests.
Or "wild boar in a truffel and mushroom sauce" to the members of the Iranian embassy...
Man...
I'll be the hit of the decade!
Originally posted by shavixmirThey can't say your not persistant. You've been looking for him for over 6 years.
Do you remember that feeling of joy, excitement and expectation you had when that last school bell rang at the start of your summer holidays?
Remember that electrifying sensation earlier that day when you went to school, knowing that you could do whatever you wanted, because you were soon going to be away and free?
Can you recall the thrill of saying ...[text shortened]... r summer, out till fall,
we might not come back at all.[/i]
- Alice Cooper -
I hope you find him, and have fun. You lucky backstrad.
D