&&. The Primary Dream.

Starting With Something...Just Something.//
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Hours Passed Like Minutes, Days Passed Like Hours
Before I Knew It, I Was In Next Week,
Dazzled By A Simplicit Blur.
&& When All Stars Fade, && Time Stands Still.
I'll Still Be Thinking Of Our Chaos
&&.The Dreams We Revelled In.
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Feck.
It's Been Too Long My Little Love Fern.
Argh. Two Straight Drunken Nights.
Being Helped Upstairs By A Graceful Grapefruit,
Photo's Being Taken By Me...That I Can't Fully Comprehend
Oh &&. Also My Typing Has Gone To Balls.
The Keyboard Is A Mass Of Letters And Numbers,
Trouble Is I Can't Really Differenciate From The Two.

My Recently Busy Schedule Has Given Me Alot Of Food For Thought.
I Stopped Writing And Began Doing. &&. In So I Noticed A Few Things.
Everyone Gets To A Point Where Time Just Seems To Stand Still.
Worse Than That, When It Flies By.
For Many Sixth Year Students, Such As Myself,
It Feels As Though We Merely Blinked And Went From
Getting Trodded On For A Sausage Roll To Being The Trodders Themselves.
Summer Exams Changed To Leaving Certs And Friends Changed To Strangers.
A Local Fellow [Ken.] Shared Some Advice With Me In The Months Aproaching Sixth
Year.
''Be Careful About Sixth Year, Enjoy It, But Be Prepared For People To Come Out Of Their
Box''.
Being So Close To Many Of My Fellow Students I Thought His Notion Absurd And Considered
Myself An Exception, Exempt From The Foolish Idea.
Well I Couldnt Have Been More Wrong.

People From My Wonderful Ty Days Have Up And Grown New Personalities.
Its Gone From Having Endless Conversations With Friends Over The Phone After Seeing
Them For A Full School Day, To Struggling To Find Words To Fill An Awkward Silence.
And What Are We To Do When Every Single Comrad That Surrounds Us
Seems To Have An Alterior Motive?
Have We Gone From Having A Favourite Chum To A Favourite Aquantance?

In Primary School, Fights Where Over Who Got The Last Crayon Or Who Was Cooler, Huggy Bear Or Annie Apple?
And After A Skip In The Yard All Anger Was Forgotten.
Are We Still Living The Primary School Dream That Problems After Three O Clock Don't Exist?
Or Better Yet
Do We Still Hold Onto The Notions That There Is Such A Thing As
'Best Friends Forever?'

Rant Over?
Pur-Lease. Im Hungry.
x.

&&.I'll Have A Time Machine With That FlippyDop.//

Dear Everyone.
Happy 2nd Of November.
Feck, I Thought It Was Still The First.
Last Day Of Midterm.
Last Two Hours To Be Exact.
Major Sigh.
Midterm Was One Of My Best.
Lots Of Sleepovers With Him, Lots Of Shopping
&&. Drinking.
Halloween, Usually A Holiday With Some Many Unfulfilled Expectations
Was Actually Great This Year.
Drink Fuelled Fun In The Warmth Of A Bonfire.
Along With A Finnish Girl, Two Spice Girl Fans, A Parent Who Wants To Send Me To A Vet
&& This Amazing Mad Lady
Who I Enjoy Conversing With While Intoxicated
Even If I Do Accidentally Headbutt Her In The Process Of A Drunken Hug.

I Love Midterms. But Hate Them.
Ruckus Has A Problem With Them Too.
You Get A Taste Of Freedom In Midterms.
A Taste Of College Life &&. A Taste Of Bitterness Of
Realising Your Still Months Away From Summer &&.
That Actual Routine.
A Taste Of What Your Life Would Actually Be Like Without
Responsibilities &&. Where Your Priorities Lye.
Midterms Are Great. Any Breaks Are. But There's Always
A Certain Jeering Essense About Them.
Its Like The Schools Way Of Saying
''Right Look Here Kiddos. We'll Give You A Nice Nap
But Your Fuckin Getting Your Ass Back In A Week''.
Not So Nice.

Another Not So Nice Thing This Week.
Supposed Friends.
Hahahahahahahaha.
It Makes Me Laugh How Much I Regret Trusting People.
Simple BestFriend Rules Where Broken To The Max
Over This Week.
Funny How Easily A Friendship Can Be Thrown Away
&&. How Easily Things Could Have Been Mended If They
Had Attempted To Explain The Situation Or The Actual Event
To Me In Person/Phone/Text/Email/Bebo.
But Nada. It Seems Said Person Had Other Ideas On Her Mind.
But Lets Face It, When Have You Put Others First?.

&&. These Are The Only Lines You Will Be Wasting Because
Discussing This, You, Honestly, Is A Waste.
There's A Difference Between Being An S.B
&&. A Friend.
Somewhere Along The Lines, You Forgot.
Pity.

When Everythings Going Great&&. Everything Down
To A Simple Cup Of Coffee && Chicken Make You Happy,
Its Hard Not To Be Pragmatic [Realistic DollyBird.//=]
About Your Life &&. Your Current Way Of Living.
We Forget To Be Cautious Until Something Hits Us
&&. Brings Us Back Down To Earth.
Whether Its Old Memories Or A Dramatic Event.
Why Is It, Everytime Things Are Going Well,
Something As Simple As The End Of A MidTerm Can Drag Us
Back Down?
Are We Setting Ourselves Up For Disappointment Or
Can There Simply Be Too Much Of A Good Thing?

Better Yet.
Does Everything Happen For A Reason?

Rant Over?
Stitched Me A Headbutt In My Sleep.
Good Times.

x.//