Oh Nostalgia, you make me pain... but in a good way

So, today I was sorting through my photo's and I found a whole heap of things that I quite fondly remember doing...

ah the past...

such a wonderful time...

when music was music and not complete shit...

I used to be ever so imaginative, and you know... honestly lady ga shit's got nothing on me, ever since I was little, all I ever did was stand out, I didn't need the help of wearing stupid over the top clothing because the things I had on and did were already enough to make me ridiculed until I was in year 11 even without doing anything to even provoke people...

Wait... how did this turn into a rant about a slag?
Oh well... Shit like that happen I guess...

*And for those who don't know the meaning of slag, it's the scum formed by oxidation at the surface of molten metals*