It sounds like a parallel dimension to me! Is this what 6th form in London is all about or is it a private school thing? Suits? Detention? Calling your parents to see whether you're lying? At my run of the mill 6th form we all wore disastrous grungy hair, Cure T shirts and a miserable demeanour. Also used to get stoned before class and find any reason at all to be somewhere else doing something else... Never did me any harm (not true - life could have been so different).
just to give you old folk some hope, there are still some of us that uphold these traditions
just to give you old folk some hope, there are still some of us that uphold these traditions