I have a deep appreciation for the beauty of flowers.
I planted opium poppies (Papaver somniferum) all over the town when I was 15.
It’s legal in the UK, by the way, until you harvest opium from them.
Beautiful flowers, some of them, especially the more highly-contrasted of the paeony-types…
generally less therapeutically potent but visually stunning!
I just had the first taste of this year’s crop. =}
Over the course of a few lunch-breaks at school, when I was 16, I used various wi-fi networks I hacked with my netbook, a few ‘borrowed’ mail-boxes, and fraudulent details obtained from (very rich, very serious) Russian gangsters, to swindle international ‘distributors’ out of around £1,000-worth of illegal drugs, and had them shipped into the country to be sold on, for ~2000% profit, just as an entertaining and challenging diversion. (Now there’s a good sign that GCSEs need to be made harder!)
When we were in Y10&11, we’d have these huge parties in abandoned warehouses, fuelled with vodka, ganja, imported drugs and large cylinders of compressed, medical-grade nitrous oxide (laughing gas), which was casually obtained directly from the stores of the nearby general hospital, by a 15 year old me wearing a white coat as ‘disguise’.
I have never been arrested.
Of course, these are all complete lies and I am not even a real person – here – I am an icon and a story… <_<
More details on request =P