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Bursar block cleared, schedule needs fine tuning (how did I register for Advanced Proficency in Spanish II when I meant to go into Spanish for Composition and Conversation?), and the search for a job that's less of a killing joke than this one.

And now, another random lyric poem, from two different songs, can you guess them both?

I had a heart but I buried it someplace.
I got my head but my head is unravelling.
My body won the race,
can't keep track of where it's travelling.

I dream in pictures pictures of you
the more i give to you the more i die

You walk the tightrope unwilling to see straight
i shouldn't go but you're wrenching dragging shaking me

I'm the clown,
a sweet taste,
and i want you.

Accidentally we talked about the past,
the perfect drug.

Magic that redefined the missing link,
the perfect drug.

The perfect drug
to blow your mind.

You had a dream,
I see the truth--
my soul is so afraid to realize
you had a taste and it made it contagious.

We walked away too fast,
take me with you.

Was there tragedy in the things we did?
Without you everything just falls apart.

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Listened to Chromavoid's "Iron" in its entirity. *soft sigh* I don't know if anything was possible between anyone and I, least of all of her. Maybe I just blown out of porportion one night, or missed a chance to make it something else. I feel like I miss her, but not because I never knew her, but because I never could.

The next MP3 was something from the Decals, which certain Noise writers seem to love. "You (That's All We Ever Talk About)" is a great, snotty, three-chord power pop punk song. I was wiggling cheerfully in my seat.

I think I inadvertantly discovered exactly how fast to play something else to make a blue mood go away--right after.

It may take longer for black moods, though.