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Friday, February 25, 2005
We Both Got Fired On Exactly the Same Day
But I have no job. T_T
Anyway, I am just sitting in the Library now, bored because I did all of my homework last night and I gave it to Ginny to copy. Now all I have is to talk to you guys. But that's OK too. At least I hope so.
I am trying to recall if I made you guys read the lyrics to "i came as a rat"..... Hm, maybe, maybe not.
Well, in fear of making you read something twice, I'll just put Tundra/Desert up. A good song, so I hope you like it.
Tundra/Desert
by Modest Mouse
Every sick, fickle fucker
Childhood's what makes ya
Till they treat ya like tundra
Weigh those opinions
More like air than lead
Every planned occupation
Surefire disappointment up ahead
Till they treat ya like desert
See mirages of friendship, face turns red
Aw...... SHIT!
Here's the soon to be anchor
Building bridges to nothing, you'll get nowhere
Every governor's mother knows
That their bread is buttered by Sam
And what about science?
they find the proof and let you make your own decisions
Every childstar wonders
If they have a future up ahead
Every kindhearted banker
I don't think there is one
Every winning opinion
I wish I had one
Stand on platforms in water
Filling jars full of silence you'll get nowhere
Je t'aime tous
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