By the time I reached 25, I had managed to fuck up my schooling, career path and every decent relationship with a woman I'd ever had. My only job prospect at the time was being a lead singer in an Oasis tribute band that was eking out a living enough to buy beers and drugs every weekend. Did I mention that I also flunked out of the Royal Marine Corp after six months? Well, I did.Luckily, I still had what's called a Higher National Diploma, or HND, here in the U.K.