Atarashi Jinseii (The new world)

Well now, after the hols, its gonna be madness all over again. Crowded SIM, Lunch breaks, crap spewing, but all in all nothing will be the same again. Whatever happened to the year one years when everybody was happy with each other? Where there were no conflicts or strifes wadsoever? Now look. Arguments run rampant through the smallest problems, Isolation when it's time for more care, ignorance when problems appear, to shy away from the responsibilities laid upon them. No more wild nights of hanging in orchard, i guess no more hanging out anymore. When was the last time the hanging out was fun? I guess ages ago before all this shit started. Oh well, i guess to relive year one memories, i've been hanging out with many many year one people. Especially the new tripod that i guess... that we have passed on to? Well namely Augustine, Fiomie and Theresa. Wad can i say man, free starbucks, free fags yummy yum yum and good company too. Fun r us. Yup yup. I guess, i may not be hanging out as often as i did with the whole gang, but oh wells, the grass is greener on the other side especially when now there's so many ants in the hill. Ah heck. Innocence of the Year 1's, i'm drawn to it. Oh yea. On a side note, yesterday i came across the word clan somewhere, haha it just clicked in me, the words Dormant Clan, hahaha oh the times.
Hmm my post mapling thoughts. People hate me, i hate people, it goes on and on in one big circle. If i am to be hated, so be it, i can't change it, the world is not one person. All the purple flowers. As Sabritrama says: Warriors, Bowmen, Mage. Haha and Vivi. Oh man the post sem 2 times. Or was it sem 1? Cant really remember but why does all these thoughts pop in all of a sudden now? IRASHAIMASEN! Arigatou gosaimashita. CHE. Diiiu. KUSOU! Nani yaten da. Dormant Dragon. My Dormant Clan. All 8. Izzy's Plastics. All 8. Fifinofonafa. Pool Factor. P.S. Starbucks. Outrun 2. PJDS. LocVid. TooL4zy2Title script. T110. MassComm. T1A3. FSV. Writ Comm. Friends. Lovers. Crushes. Infatuations. All these are all history now. All that is left.. is like after a war. Backstabbing, controlling land, mergers of power. Escaping from reality wif Neutralality. Hate. Treaty of Versailles. Politics. Anger. Quarrels. Tempers. Breaching Treaties. Self defense Force. Strife. World War. Wars. Battles. Internal conflict. Reds. Whites. Independance. New relations forged over time. Old relations becoming myth. Oh pity. Sad. I didn't get all these shit until i cycled past P.S, MacDonald House, Paradiz, Rendezvous yesterday. All the past memories just whizzed through my head. Visual Triggers. I always thought that the breaking of friendships are brutally worse den relationship break-ups, and i find it very true. It doesn't hurt the heart. It hurts everyfucking where else. Sometimes it comes in short bursts like. Oh i remember.. but its over. It never stops. At least for a relationship it will heal in time. But as for the latter. It's a scar. I am Scarred beyond recognition.