Entry One: Cold, Smoke And Bus Shelters

Remember that kid in school that seems to create awkward situations wherever they go? That radiates awkwardness like a cobalt-60 isotope emits gamma rays? Bingo, that's me. In one word: awkward. As much fun I have getting myself into awkward and stupid situations (which is not a lot or loads, depending on the time, people involved and the situation), who cares, if I can’t put it to some use? Forget about the pretty girl, the bimbo, the slut – it’s time to hear from the awkward kid.