Nostalgia.

Changing into the uniform once again,
walking into that school once again.


Recognizing the different teachers,
characteristically, laying on bull shit to
every and anyone around.


Screaming my head off like it's the fucking end
of the world.


In a way, it is.



All the glory, all the smack and all the hype,
has been smashed right through in a single day.


Yes, I didn't get a 1 for my EL.




And I got 18 for my R4.
Bites ass, I tell ya.



But you know, the nostalgia that's evoked,
walking down that same familiar path with
the same familiar character.

Albeit with another character leaving you neglected,
while the you were left out.


Still the nostalgia's pretty good, and I must say,
I do make the uniform look good.



Damn.
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And you know, what's it with the guys always asking
'How's the girl?' Seems like some sort of universal greeting
for a classmate that you haven't seen in a long time.


'How's the girl?'

-I'm procreating on a daily basis, having a heck
of a time, bitch.


And what if there isn't a girl? What about that?
God, you people need to wank more and ask less.