Isn't it Ironic?
The I.T guy at my new school, the man responsible for the communications network, is autistic.
I don't want to be a brick in a wall. All bricks look the same and they are cemented into place, kept in rigid order. And walls divide. And life is like banging your head...
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- 3 texts, grand narratives and the death of man
- Identity
- Better the Devil you Know
- Looking Back
- How to make a bomb
- Illness and opportunity
- Working for a living
- Modern teaching strategies
- Word Up
- Man on the Moon
- Saddam's Execution
- Edges
- Spaceman
- New Year's Day
- Isn't it Ironic?
- First Day at Work
- Trivial Pursuits
- Chavs
- Don't Blame Me
- Street Crime
- Sorry
- Here we Go
- Why?
- Bigger, Better, Faster, More
- Chain Gang
- I Don't Like Cricket
- Who Are You?
- Life is Strange
- Once in a Lifetime
- Wandering Swallow
- Nothing Much to Say I Guess
- No Regrets
- Communication Let Me Down
- Face Value/Dark Side of the Moon
- It's a Long Way to the Top
- This is my Moment
- Crazy
- I Just Don't Know What to Do With Myself
- Working 9 to 5
- How do you Sleep?
- Common People
- Play it Again Sam
- Next on the List
- We are the Pigs
- Ways to Leave Your Lover
- I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For
- I Am What I Am
- Lost Weekend
- Money's too Tight to Mention
- My Bright Idea
- Straight Down the Middle
- Wishing on a Star
- I Went to the Zoo
- Never too Late
- Noah's Ark
- Should I Stay or Should I Go
- Easy
- What is Real?
- The Story Begins