Well the other day my half-brother came back from table tennis practice at his school. He kind of started talking, with reservation, and I didn’t acknowledge at first what he said, but he said it again and I finally caught what he said.
He explained how he had to sit in on a class before table tennis took place. The lesson was home economics. But I’m not talking about baking a cake or anything like that. This is the sort of home economics where they teach you how to put a condom on. Maybe they baked a cake afterwards. I didn’t...
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Ack, I’ve had two things on my mind lately. Well, in the last week, time seems to be flowing slowly when it comes to finding things to do or trying to be proactive, but if it’s a problem, time shifts quicker. Science by sekhu – sure it doesn’t make sense, but we can pretend can’t we?
The first issue is about my biological dad, and whether I ought to contact him. It’s not the end of the world if I don’t see him, and I won’t be butter or sullen about the matter, but it has cropped up in my thoughts...
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I am not the best brother in the world. Actually, I am not the best half-brother in the world would be more accurate. When I was told my mother would marry again, it didn’t occur to me at the age of 13/14 that another kid would be on the cards. I don’t particularly relish the thought of my mother and step-dad going at it. Shit I don’t think you want to have that image in your head either. Sorry.
To be completely honest, I don’t remember him as a baby, or remember him in his years as an infant. I was...
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