6.21.2002
I feel as if I should expand on my last post...don't really know why...I don't believe anyone actually reads this thing o.o''....
Anyways, I read some new posts by friends, and have come to the conclusion that I could just sneak away quietly and nobody would notice. That I'm just simply not necessary. I serve no purpose to any of my friends. I just exist. Generally, I feel out of the loop. Like I could go to Antarctica and die and nobody would give a flying fuck, save for my family. That just makes me feel soooo much better ~_~...
But, I digress. I shouldn't complain. There are others in far worse situations than myself. To cheer myself up I've been downloading every version of "Over The Rainbow" I can find. I really like Judy Garland's take, and also the extended Ella Fitzgerald version. But I really love Harry Nilsson's version...from the end of You've Got Mail, remember? I also adore the version played at the end of Finding Forrester that is combined with "What A Wonderful World", though I can't for the love of me find who performs it...
I'm getting off track...anyways, this has a point. The song is half depressing/half cheering me up. I feel like Enid from Ghost World, I wanna just get on a bus or in a car or even on a bike and ride off to God-knows-where. If anyone actually does read this, I hope I haven't worried you too much, if at all. I can feel myself getting misty-eyed as I'm writing this, but they seem like happy-enough tears, tears of resolution I think.
I'm okay with being the odd-man-out, the proverbial "fifth wheel" or whatnot. I'm happy for my friends no matter what. They deserve some sincere joy in their lives.
I'm definitely happy to be in Kansas, if only for a moment.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high,
There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow.
Why then, oh why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can't I?
Anyways, I read some new posts by friends, and have come to the conclusion that I could just sneak away quietly and nobody would notice. That I'm just simply not necessary. I serve no purpose to any of my friends. I just exist. Generally, I feel out of the loop. Like I could go to Antarctica and die and nobody would give a flying fuck, save for my family. That just makes me feel soooo much better ~_~...
But, I digress. I shouldn't complain. There are others in far worse situations than myself. To cheer myself up I've been downloading every version of "Over The Rainbow" I can find. I really like Judy Garland's take, and also the extended Ella Fitzgerald version. But I really love Harry Nilsson's version...from the end of You've Got Mail, remember? I also adore the version played at the end of Finding Forrester that is combined with "What A Wonderful World", though I can't for the love of me find who performs it...
I'm getting off track...anyways, this has a point. The song is half depressing/half cheering me up. I feel like Enid from Ghost World, I wanna just get on a bus or in a car or even on a bike and ride off to God-knows-where. If anyone actually does read this, I hope I haven't worried you too much, if at all. I can feel myself getting misty-eyed as I'm writing this, but they seem like happy-enough tears, tears of resolution I think.
I'm okay with being the odd-man-out, the proverbial "fifth wheel" or whatnot. I'm happy for my friends no matter what. They deserve some sincere joy in their lives.
I'm definitely happy to be in Kansas, if only for a moment.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high,
There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow.
Why then, oh why can't I?
If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can't I?
