Now that she's back in the atmosphere
With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, hey
Since the return from her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey

Tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there

Now that she's back from that soul vacation
Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey
She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo
Reminds me that there's time to grow, hey, hey

Now that she's back in the atmosphere
I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane
Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back to the Milky Way
And tell me, did Venus blow your mind
Was it everything you wanted to find
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there

Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation
The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back toward the Milky Way

Tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there

*alright, everyone out there. (yes, I know there is a very small fraction of the world listening to these words, but there are still some- right?) That is my favoritest song in the whole wide universe. It has been for years. like 4 now. maybe 3 1/2... I just thought i'd mention that. I love this song more then all the rest and never tire of hearing it.

So, I have these two friends. One of them is going through a really hard time right now, breaking up with her boyfriend. They were really, really close, and its tearing her up inside now that they are apart, and all she wants is to be back in his arms to hold forever and all that. And the other one, she's deeply in love...okay, well, not deeply, but I would have to say infatuated with...her old time friend's boyfriend. She's trying to convince herself she's not, but really she is. So, these friends, they don't seem to realize how lucky they are. I mean, sure, the particular aspect of their, what we shall call "love", is torn apart, and discombobulated, but its still there. They still have their hearts, and they still have love to give. That must be a very nice thing.
I'm sure the both of them will get over this and move on...we're only teenagers, and there's a lot more life to see. "I'm 15, caught in between ten and twenty" kinda sums that up. Everythings between, you know, everyone says it- half kid, half adult. Thats what this is, right? This stupid phase I, we, are going through is just teenagerism, right?
I think I have been in this phase since 6th grade. It's like, suddenly one day, I grew up, a lot. But I still have a lot more to do. Well, no, I lied, I don't feel like I have a lot left, just this little bit. But I don't wanna. I love being a kid still ,even if I'm only a kid in private, to myself. I can go in one day from being thirty to ten to sixteen. Its not too confusing to me. In fact, I think I get more confused when I am only one age for a long time. Like last week, when I was all depressed, I was in a very "16" mood. Now I am back to imagining being in the world of Harry Potter while wishing I owned my own house. Mhm, I am a sad person. But I'm back to being okay with that.
Anyway, I really wish I had someone to love, even if they didn't love me back. I don't love my parents- I can't, I dunno why, I just hate them soooooo much. Well, I hate my dad, but I just dislike my mom. Anyway, and obviously, I don't love "God", cuz there isn't one. Well, for me anyway. But the thing is, I really want to find someone...or something...that I love. I sure as hell don't love myself, and I am under the (porablably misguided) belief that until someone loves me, I won't love me. No one I know loves me though, I mean like real, true love. And I don't really truly love anyone.
Homies out there, don't take this wrong- I think u probably know what I mean when I say this. I love u guys as friends and stuff, but...there's different kinds, you know? ::sigh::
Life's tough, get a helmet, eh?
Enough sighs of longing. Mind u all, I am not depressed, just wishing for something better.
This all spurrs itself frim an episode of friends and hearing Drops of Jupiter again for the first time in ages. I decided (thanks to the Friends episode) that one day I might actualy get married. I sitll am somewhat under the belief that I am incapable of love, but you know, if I meet some guy, and we're good friends, and I don't mind him so much, it never hurts to make it illegal for him to have sex with other people. ;-) (who am I kidding?) But it's only on one condition. I have to wait until my father dies. He is never to walk me down the aisle. This could happen sooner or later, I don't care, because its not that I want to get amrried, I just am no longer vehmently opposed to it. But I am just saying that my father will never be the one to present me to any guy I "love" or whatever. He will be interred.
Hostile? Perhaps, but that's how things go.
Enough. I must stop myself. Sorry to be odd, guys. Illness sucks.

yo ho
yo ho
a (deep, broding, heartless) pirate's life for
~me