Aaah. The school disco. Remember Saturday Night Fever? Well, it was nothing like that. So crap. Yet so magical. We would have a disco at our school on a Thursday night.
1980 (15 YEARS OLD)
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By the time I was a teen, my dad had given up on the nonsense of trying to impress people. And while I embrace that philosophy now, it was hard
The evening before I left for my school-exchange program to Besancon, France, my parents gave me a stern talking to. I say parents, but I mean my mum. My dad
