Project '3 x 10'' - Day 7: Faayarwarks.

'Cause baby you're FAAAAAAYARWARKS!!!
OH DAYUM. Did she really!? O-o
Make 'em go WHOA, WHOA, WHOA...
Gorging down cups and cups of the strawberry flavored frozen yogurt was my favorite past-time. Except for skyping with thee bitchiest person you could ever think of, obviously. We would talk endlessly forever about the most random things on Earth. We would rant about how badly life sucks. We would gossip about every single living creature on the planet. We would discuss matters when every next step we took seemed crucial, and grave.
And putting it down all right now, I feel like I'm running out of adjectives. I feel like this needs to be perfect, in one way or another. I owe a lot to her, a-fuckin'-alot. I've been a confused person since ever. It's wonderful having a person who could actually understand, and make sense out of the most nonsensical and bizarre things for you. Who'll tell you exactly where you fall short, and where you rule out everybody else. Who would be far beyond the cliched image of a typical great friend every person seem to have in his/her mind.
For a whole year, this would be the only person I was eager to talk to every single day. Even though I really couldn't. I remember skyping with her all day long, along with munching on flavored yogurts, chips, strawberries, PB&Js, string cheese, oranges, and probably everything that was available to me at hand. I could, and I would, go on and on about how amazing she had been, and still is. But I know that I'm either going to exaggerate it too much. Or I'll be left confused with thinking about proper words to put it in, like always.
It's her birthday today. I believe in fate. I believe God had me through enough sufferings and he wanted me to see how the bright side of life feels like. And that is why I know her today. Qaneeta. Thank you. Thank you for just, everything.
I wish I had better words to put it in.

Helpless.

HOLY SMOKE!

Head skewed and staring into nothingness, as it seems. He seemed numb. Numb to the chilling cold penetrating  him slowly. Numb to the fascination of the pitch black sky that was dotted with countless points of light, glimmering with various degrees of brightness. Numb to any emotion that might jolt him out from the insensitivity that encompassed him.

SWEAR TO GOD! I'm not even kidding dude. I JUST saw a shooting star. It was freakin' awesome! Like it just sweeped across the sky. AND I know the difference between a plane and a shooting star. Trust me. I've never seen anything like that before.

I don't know if he was just uninterested in my irrelevant gibberish; or if he was too occupied with stuff to think about. Well, I do know. Too tired of sitting in the same posture, now he sat with his head locked between his knees, rocking back and forth. The sniffing making me anxious with each passing second. I continued:

You see those three stars in a line. They form the Orion's belt. And the four stars around it, yeah those ones, make him look like a hunter. I don't know how. (chuckles) Oh, and right below it, on the left side, you see that really bright one? Yup, that's Sirius. HAHAHA. No not like 'serious' Sirius, but like 'sirius' Sirius. Nevermind.

Nothing, nothing seemed to satisfy him. It was as if he had sealed himself in a protective bubble, impenetrable by any force, any rebellion, anything. He was exhausted. How can life be SO cruel, SO unfair?

And right there, you see that group of stars? It's really faint. you might have to look harder. They're a group of stars called Pleiades-the seven sisters. Yeah I know that sounds funny. Doesn't it? HUHH..

No it didn't. Nothing was amusing at that moment. No matter what you do, no matter how hard you try, there are times when things are just not under your control. No matter how optimistic you try to be, or how much you strive to bring about order from the chaos, there is nothing you can do to make things right. Helpless, you are.

You just have to be with them, and assure them that things WILL be better soon. 'Cause for now, there's nothing, you can do.

Can you?