No, that title is not a pun, you really do see burberry caps here still, and from what I understand, burberry is not that in anymore. F**k it, i’ll get to the crux; Camberley is a place which not only harbours charvas in their droves, but many of these know me, which is detrimental to me to say the least.
Let me begin with where I went to school, Tomlinscote (or Tomlinscat as it is more deserving of being named) is touted as a language college of national merit. Dont be fooled for a second, the language college thing is there to screw more money off the government in order to build a better environment for the skivs and skivettes to defecate and ruin, and national merit? If that was so the nation’s ruined; Sorry, but it is. Still, and this is depression-inducing even to say it, but it really was a comparatively good school, since it remains the only school out of the other two in the Camberley area where someone hasn’t been STABBED! So its a safe school, well done, but that doesn’t change the hatefulness of all the skivs though, does it?
Yeah, the skivs, the main problem with them is the way they belittle you for no good reason; although when I say belittle I mean something like “NNNNNNNNNN…FREAK…NNNNNNNNNNNNNN!” or “uhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuh!”; Clearly, the genes are from the skip. What makes things worse is that I am a person with Asperger’s Syndrome, which basically translated to them means more “NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNs”.
Now , the town, I hope the whole school thing set the tone, because you would be right. While some parts are worse than others (Old Dean, Heatherside), you can’t escape it; you will be fine for a few moments until a gaggle of them go past you and utter “Batty” or “Freak” or “NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!”. The only place you can truly avoid is the walkway with BHS, Post Office, and of course, Woollies! Probably the only convinience store that thinks its a supermarket!
Old Dean: Scatty, run-down zone-of-alienation flats and Collingwood College (someone was STABBED with scissors there! Surprise!). I have a friend who is in this area, poor him, but back to business. This place wouldn’t look out of context in S.T.A.L.K.E.R.: Shadow Of Chernobyl, and neither would the inhabitants, having been started on by one for speaking, they remind me of Zombies, without the character or the poise. The local charva force is the ODA (Old Dean Army).
Heatherside: Where can I begin with this? The fact that its charvas have formed HSC (Heather-Side Crew), and that Sainsburys there won’t pay them a pittance says it all. Speaking of HSC, this is not like the ODA, who actually chain people to posts and mug them apparently; this is just a thing where people guzzle (or even snort) White Lightning and smack and skunk and soil and even each others genes in a horrendous mating ritual, so nothing to come your way other than a few comments and stuff. The only way I can sum up HSC is “Hicks in S**t Cars”.
Finally, having been called freak (the word of the truly ignorant) on several occasions, I’d like to say god help you should you ever live round here with Aspergers; and dont become a chav yourself, It’ll ruin you and this area even more.
Edit: Now theres a new shopping place
in Camberley, the Atrium, hopefully it should draw in chavs so I can
reach the model shop, Morning Star. It is just eateries, bowling alley
and a cinema.