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Right. I’m Meghan. Meg usually, definitely not Megane. (I don’t go around calling cars Johne do I?) Sometimes, Meeghanne, just because I can. I’m Scottish. Weird too, apparently, though it feels pretty normal to me. Gay, mentally androgynous. Physically somewhat androgynous, since I’m facially a near replica of my brother, but however female. This makes life interesting. If I grow my hair, (Curly black, shockingly thick, mind of it’s own etc.) I should look more normal (Less stares, which’ll be a good sign, less being called sir/boy - To my face!) but that I might look like a cheap knockoff of every other dark woman in the world. Being in a bracket will be nice I s’ppose, make a change. Very 18 now. Thinking I can be a adult. I’m not so sure there is anywhere inbetween anymore. On a gap year, down in sunny Bristol. Shame about the buildings. Bricks are such a shit building material. Everyone should have big sandstone quarries near by. Now renting a small room to squeeze into everynight, after absorbing the delights Sky has to offer a science fiction fan. Got 2 A’s and 2 B’s at A-level. Missed my Cambridge offer. Off to Durham, come September of this (2000) year. Which reminds me, celebrated my 18th birthday on a 14 hour flight home from India. In my socks (I’d been dozing) in near dark, with a glass of coke and my parents, in one of the small alcoves where they store the food. Back in the 20th century, I worked out that I would turn 18 in the year two thousand, and my brother would turn 21 in the same year. Pretty special huh? That should really have warranted a big big party. Oh well. Durham = V-English. Really. Now three main friends, two subsidiaries. (I know they won’t like me if they read this. Who cares. They can kid themselves all they like.) In order of Importance: Fliss (Felicity/FeFe/Guppy/Emma), Annabel (Annabell) and Nicky. Then the subsidiaries - Katherine and Lynsey, both identical twin sisters, unsurprisingly, of each other. Plus Dex/Eric who's annoying, a guy I met over the internet. NOT in a dodgy way. We just write, or rather I do. This is my journal. It might have strange things in it. clips of my conversations with other people. Things that interest me. Links - obviously. And the whole weirdscience angle. Hope you enjoy some part of it.
Author information goes here. < That's Me!
Or Meg if you want my full name.
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