Story Time with GIB

Dear Diary,

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"Dude. You will never guess what happened today."

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You will never guess what happened today.

I finally found the guy I was meant to be with.

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"Yeah, bro? What?"

"I finally found the girl I'm supposed to marry"

"Oh really?"

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Yes, really.

After all this time, I saw him at the coffee shop. It's so odd. I pass it everyday and I finally decided to stop in.

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"Yeah in that little coffee place off of 11th street, you know? I always go by it going to work, but I've never given it a chance till today when I was in a hurry and couldn't detour to my usual place"

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He was in front of me in line. Nothing really significant happened.

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"Huh. How about that."

"Yeah, she stood behind me in line. Scared the living crap out of me"

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All I did was ask for a dime.

He jumped about ten feet into the air.

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"Wow. Nice one, Mr. Smooth"

"Well, I was kinda staring off into space when she tapped me on the shoulder and asked me for ten cents."

"She asked for money? Wow, doesn't that say something for the future?"

"It was only a few cents, its perfectly innocent"

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I know he was probably really really annoyed by my asking for his money, but this was definitely an emergency. I had no money left to pay the tax.

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"Anyway, she asked me for money, all uncaring and insignificant like its not big deal. But I saw her and... I don't know, man, something in my mind just went click"

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And when he turned around, I swear my heart stopped. Of course, it was all innocent and nonchalant for him, but for me...

It was like the biggest moment of my life.

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"That's cheesey."

"It's true. So I gave her a quarter. It wasn't that big of a deal, I know. But it was something... It was extra. I was hoping she would take it as a sign or something. She probably didn't though"

"*blank stare* You're turning gay."

"Whatever. This was an important moment in my life."

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And he gave me an extra 15 cents than I needed! Sure, it was only because he didn't have any spare dimes just laying around. Sure, it was just a quarter.

But that quarter was the spark of a flame.

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"I turned back around but I could feel her there behind me, ya know?"

"No.."

"Well, I could. "

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He turned back around but I wanted to talk to him again. To memorize his eye color, his hair cut, his clothes, his facial structure. Everything. I needed him to be mine.

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"And I remember everything. She was pale, but very pretty. Kind of like a real classic beauty. Smooth skin, a few freckles, and the darkest hair you ever saw. And her eyes? Man, I didn't even know they made eyes that green. This blue sweater she wore looked like the softest thing ever. I bet she smelled amazing"

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I could smell his detergent even through the thick cloud of caffeinated air. It was wonderful.

He had crazy reddish blond hair, and it stuck up all over, and he had a slight stubble. He kind of looked like he rolled out of bed, but it was a good look for him.

God, and his eyes?

Hazel. And stunning. they had this weird blue green stripe right around the pupil. So... I don't even know.

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"You're nuts."

"I'm in love."

"Dude. You don't even know her."

"Yeah... but oh well"

"And she doesn't know you."

"...yeah..."

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I know I don't know him. And he doesn't know me. But something was there. I think I'm in love.

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"But you know what's too bad?"

"What?"

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But you know what really bites?

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They probably don't even remember me

I'm Dreaming of a BLUE Christmas!

It's that time once again!

Yes, the cramming has ended (for some at least), Finals have been bared through with smiles and sharp pencils, and school has finally ended for a sweet, blissful two weeks.

OR

Three if you are me and going on a beautiful cruise to the Bahamas starting the first and coming back to ickiness on the ninth.

Anyway, that is why I haven't been present the last few days. I've been studying my BUTT off! And even THEN I merely passed with a C in French! Sacre Bleu!

But now that finals are over we can now focus on the

beautiful, tremendously joyful time of year. Haul out your ornaments, get sick on cookies (like I almost did today, courtesy of my Aunt's magnificent White Chocolate Oreo Balls), and watch terrible movies about how Santa Claus is somehow replaced resulting in hilarious results. These are like the B movies of Christmas I swear.

This also means bearing your family, and then you actually usually wind up having piles of fun that are as expansive and high as the snow bordering the iced over sidewalks.

Driving down the street at 5:30 PM is now longer, ahem, enlightening (yay puns regarding how early the sun sets). No, but it is simply enchanting. Instead of driving down a dull street with houses all built the same and paint chipping off of their outdated windows, I know drive down a street where I can look through the trees and see those little twinklets of crystalline shine.

My town was graced with a heatwave today. That's right. A whole ONE DEGREE!

Back to the point.

While Christmas wouldn't be the same without these things, OF COURSE we all know what the true meaning of Christmas is.

Christmas is the celebration of Christ. In this day we remember the birth of our savior through acts that took place 2010 years ago. We receive gifts as Jesus did. We sing songs like the angels did unto the shepherds. We gather with our family and celebrate our love, just like Mary and Joseph.

Now, I will admit, I'm not the first to open their eyes and pray each morning, before each meal, whilst walking to classes, etc, etc. But I will openly say that Christmas simply wasn't something made up overnight; there is perfect reason for Christmas. To celebrate CHRIST.

So, if you can't be home for Christmas, at least make sure you keep in mind what Christmas is really about, and make sure you call up those who are most important to you and tell them so.

See you under the Mistletoe

Kisses from

Girl In Blue.

lessthanthree this Holiday season.

Welcome to My World. Make yourself at home.

Salutations, cloudlings and snowflakes ^_^

Feeling a bit nippy outside, isn't it?

Today was positively frigid, here in the central midwest.

Kind of makes me want to take up my mother's offer on going somewhere warmer for good.

But yet, I feel my legacy here in this small, confining town has not been fully imprinted yet. I am not set in stone, I am waiting for my foot print to dry completely before moving on and leaving my little trail to the West.

Hmm...

I'm not really sure where exactly I'm going with this today, but I know the general direction.

Some people are so saddeningly(yay for made up words) selfless that they put themselves through hell and misery to make the one they love happy. Even if it means that they get dragged and manipulated time after time again.

See, I've had a recent experience with a certain person who is in love. They seem to know this person isn't right for them. This person has been cheated on, dumped, and downright abused and each time their significant other says how sorry they are two days later and they make-up and its all okay again.

And this happens a good 2, maybe 3 times a week.

And I care about this person, it simply kills me. I've tried all I can. This person even knows that they are being treated unfairly, and they simply ignore it each time.

It rips me apart and I can't stand it.

But yet I can't let it go. I can't give up on this person, no matter how hard I try. And I do try quite a bit.

Maybe I'm just ranting. Like I said I haven't a clue where this blog is going.

I can leave you with a warning: DON'T be this person. You will kill yourself and those who care about you. If you are being dragged about and won't stop it because you are in love, move on. Because this person simply is not worth it and there are so many better people out there.

So until next time, I shall leave off this somber blog.

You are so beautiful and I love you all.

Much love from

The Girl In Blue.

lessthanthree

Foreve.

Good evening, my skylets and pilots.

Today was very wintry. Kind of sad and kind of happy. Winter.

December is a sad month. For some it marks beginnings, while for others it marks the end. This year has been so crazy. A continuing rollercoaster never taking a break to let us relax or sit back and recall the events. Neverending.

This kind of pertains to what I am talking about today.

Forever.

Forever is an awfully long time, especially if you are young like myself. Especially if you are old too. Forever is like a tree, with roots tangling deep into the earth, seemingly ending before taking a turn and forking deeper into the ground. Forever stretches up, growing far into the sky, branches kissing the breezes and barely grasping the very edge of outer space.

For some forever can be a great thing.

It means you can take your time, move as slow as you wish, you have all the time in the world to spend. With whomever you choose.

But forever can also be terrible.

Some people are not graced with fortune upon the creation of their life. Some are born into it, or it is introduced to them in the span of their life with no control, like bullets being fired into a range from a long distance. No time to dodge, no time for anything. And guess what? You have forever to do that.

For these people, forever could not end soon enough for them. They wish for it to stop, for forever to show mercy. Upon their plea they are not considered. Only abandoned, left for dead, and washed away to be forgotten.

I am so glad I am not one of these people. I am incredibly happy I can see forever and all that it has to offer. I will revel in forever, bask in its forever-y glory, hold onto it with a grasp so sharp, forever will be eternally absorbed into my skin and live on still through my memory once my piece of forever has ended.

So unto you a bid fare warning: Avoid being the person who forever haunts. Be open to forever, and it will make itself a warm home inside of you and bring to you great gifts. Those are the gifts of forever, eternity, infinity, and never-endingness.

With that I would like to end this blog with this: Forever should actually be spelled Foreve. Because if foreve had an r, it that would be the end of forever.

May you swim in mists of sky forever, my darlings.

Until the next time.

The Girl In Blue.

Lessthanthree.

My latest Obsession.

Now I don't know if you noticed, but if you look at the pictures above, you will notice that two out of three of them may be traced back to one thing, one person, one single idea.

Care to take a guess?

Haven't gotten it.

Owl City.

I love it so much. This will be a

looong blog, but I am going to list what I like about Owl City in an organized fashion.

1. Just look at him. Isn't he unbelievably dreamy??

2. He's very down-to-earth. Go read his blog. He talks about troubles we all have. He is a bit of a nerd too! I found that while reading his blogs and tweets I would actually forget he was an accomplished musician. Until I saw a picture he posted of his kitchen and living room. I'm not sure who designed it, but it looks like it may be professionally designed. Along with contemporary and high-tech kitchen appliances, he's also got a huge grand piano parked right in his living room. And my first thought was "He can afford that?" My next was "Oh, yeah... He's kind of famous"

3. His music and voice are simply enchanting. If you are one of those who has only heard the songs Fireflies or Vanilla Twilight, go listen to some of his earlier material. I recommend Fuzzy Blue Lights, Sunburn, and (ok, this isn't early work. But it IS fantastic) Umbrella Beach. Actually, I recommend it all.

4. His lyrics are raw and speak of experience and pain, but yet he has a song about going to the dentist. I kid you not. "When Hygienists leave on long vacations thats when dentists scream and lose their patients/patience(I'm not exactly sure which he refers to in this line)" And each song has a whole theme built around it. Let me explain

Vanilla Twilight- Being away/missing someone and being up all night thinking about them

Peppermint Winter- Christmas from a child's perspective.

Umbrella Beach- A song of departing home and setting out to find something bigger.

The Bird and the Worm- In my opinion, it's kinda that first, shy love. It is also about partying with sea creatures.

Get the gist? It's all different. It's a broad spectrum of beautiful music

4. He really knows how to be normal. He doesn't take advantage of his rising fame, but he does enjoy the perks. He loves his fans and his crowds and interacts with them often.

5. He very relatable. Yeah, I know it isn't a word, but it should be. He is very shy and nervous when it comes to girls, he comes from a small town in the mid-west, and reached the top all on his own.

There's so much I can write about Owl City. But words escape me.

I turn to his music to lift me up. He has a song and lyrics for everything. Sadness, joy.... going bald. I can put on his music and hear colors and see sights and it is beautiful. He is one of the things that has helped shaped my perspective of things and helped me see my troubles more clearly.

So, Adam Young, If you ever see that you get your hands on this bloggy thing here,

Thank you for everything.

Until next time, my lovelies.

Girl In Blue.

lessthanthree

Reckless Abandon

Oh. Hi!

Well look at THIS lovely surprise.

The girl in blue is BACK and OPEN FOR BUSINESS!

What shall we start with then? My mind trembles with the need to open up to the internet and proclaim my stream-of-consciousness unto all of the universe.

But Lord knows, theres no time for that on one lonesome Friday night. We will get to that later.

Let us start with the title. It is so bound to become a song because I simply cannot get the phrase reckless abandon out of my restless thoughts. It just slips off the tongue and is so my phrase.

According to the all-knowing website Yahoo! Answers, here is the definition of reckless abandon

To do or say something without regards for the consequences.

It is SO most definitely the definition of my being. I live with reckless abandon every day of my life. I don't worry about the future (though I probably should), only the present. I am all about immediate gratification.

So hence, title "Reckless Abandon"

Lately I've been feeling.... lonely. Not the kind of lonely where my friends are all "Oh my darling, lean on me when you're not strong etc,etc." It is a loneliness etched deep into my mind, no cure. It makes the long hours of every night filled with silent, still insomnia. Just me and my thoughts. I wish I could drive. Drive miles away to somewhere completely unknown. Where I could ignore the wintry mid-western climate and sit and watch the sky. Maybe I would find someone like me. Someone so broken with a sense of there being someone out there he just can't reach. Someone who likes blue. Someone filled with reckless abandon. We would sit and talk. Talk about nothing and everything. Two strangers waiting for the hole to be filled, the missing piece to be added, for the song and the story to continue. Someone who will cure the pure insomnia and the pain of the past and the future.

Theres the idea that there is someone out there for me.

And theres the torture that I cannot find him.

Until the next time, my beautiful lonely heart seekers

Much love from the girl in Blue

lessthanthree.