&&. 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.
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