Then:
(Larger jpg here).
Twelve years on: A lot less eyebrow. A little more dignity, a lot less caring about whether or not I’m embarrassed. More comfortable with how I weigh which is, incidentally, now only a little bit less than then. No cringing around the place in case I do something idiotic or clumsy (neither out of the realm of daily possibility). No braces. I run for pleasure, if not very far. I have no comfy uniform to hide in. I have heard of music after 1970 and used the internet more than twice. I know where they keep the computers. I don’t write poetry as much (whether inspired by JRRT or Banjo Patterson). I’m not in a choir any more. No time wasted in classrooms anymore! If anyone asks you what the biggest difference between distance education and boarding school is, that’s it: classrooms are so inefficient!
Started somewhere near Dave Valeza’s blog. I may try again, with more picture and fewer words.
Kathleen Jennings 
You’ve done it, this one’s got personality.
Hey, I remember her! She was cool.
Thanks Deb!
DrJon, she probably wouldn’t agree:)
Very cute! Am tempted to make one myself (only it would have to be a stick person due to lack of drawing abilities)
Very witty. Don’t we all cringe when we look at ourselves as teens? I certainly do. Definitely paints a picture! Well done.
Do, Emma!
And yes, Aimee. Sometimes I do. Mostly not, though, because not much has actually changed:)
I love it!
Gaia from Italy
Thanks, Gaia!