Something Blue 20

Yup I did it. I posted something blue :)

Something Blue 19 (The bugmobile)

Yes folks! It's real, its blue! It's The Bugmobile! Now you too can enjoy having bugs all over your car and getting strange looks from everyone around you! This vehicle is hard to miss when driving in public areas and easy to spot in the parking lot!

Backstory: While visiting my friend at her college campus, we happened to see this car, and I knew I had to write about it!

Something Blue 18 (On feeling blue)

In a lot of ways this week, I had to face the past. I've never had to take so many personal indulgence trips or purchase cake and cookies so much in one week. I think I learned something though. When you're blue, you need to remember that you are still you. There will be times you won't be able to handle everything that comes your way. But instead of thinking you're weak, you should ask yourself why you feel you won't be able to handle it. Is it too close to home? Why is it too close to home. If it's bothering you this much, why would you want it to rule your life? So I guess you could say the the past few days, I've been "blue" because I came face to face with my painful years of Middle School and High School. I'm not lying when I say that I would rather forget they happened. This week I had no choice but to read a book that told a story so like my own it was hard to handle. Reading this book made me feel like I was reading the pages of my diary, that I had been convinced I had thrown out or burned. I never thought the feelings, the memories and even the people would show up again. I had no idea how much the book would effect me. I never knew that having the events which happened in your past discussed like an academic debate would feel like a dagger plunged in your chest. What events you ask? Bullying. Yes, I knew exactly what it was like. And according to everyone in my class, I was the only one who was an outcast in my Middle School and High School days. I don't think I have broke down and cried in front of a teacher at college ever! But I did. I was able to deal with the entire class period but I had to stay after class and explain to the teacher that this book was so close to home, that I reacted the same way as the main character and lived through the majority of her circumstances, that I would not be able to listen to college kids discuss the events like robots. I'm grateful that my college teacher understood. And, even when I apologized, she told me I had no reason to relieve the painful events of the past. I still had to read the book, but I didn't have to go to class and discuss it. I was so relieved to hear that, but it still didn't mean it was easy. Imagine reading a book that was so like your past it would make you tell yourself, "I'm not that person anymore. It's over" over and over again. I'm glad that the character in the book found resolution, and I'm glad that no one else in my class had to go through that. I'm not glad that they couldn't understand what she went through. I guess it is hard to imagine going to school where no one will stand up for you, and you won't even stand up for yourself because you feel you've done something wrong. You are also the only person you can rely on. You don't know if anyone can be trusted. By reading this book, I had to accept that all these events happened, and I will need to eventually find my own way to resolve, within myself, that I'm no longer the victim I once was. It will be a hard battle, but I think reading this book and relating it to my past is the first step. Clearly I have a lot of emotions tied to this time in my life, and I admire the author of the book I had to read for being able to tell her story. Maybe one day, with the right words and the honest perspective, I will tell mine.

Something Blue 17

Surrounded by sea and sky, there is no balance. Maybe a breeze will whip your hair, and carry you away to better times. Times of happiness and contentment. For now, you have the sea and the sky, an overwhelming and harmonious combination. Even the wood ripples like the ocean, a wobbly but still static place to stand. Somehow you have to make these ends meet. Somehow, you need to bring the blues together to find the answer. Will you find it? I'm not sure. If you erased the clouds, would you make nothing but a vast expansion of blue with no difference between sea and sky? Life and time. The heart and soul. Find the balance within, and make the solution spread outward. You are at the pier. Now you need a boat. Make one with the clouds sea and sky. Once you do that you will understand the importance of choice, mind set and the open sea. The open sky.

picture from http://dimage.deviantart.com/art/Blue-Dock-39084753

Something Blue 16

The Sapphire


September stone
Awe inspiring blue
Preserver of light
Protecting the true
Hope and healing
Insight from a star's shine
Royalty wears this
Eternal portal to the divine

Something Blue 15

It is a blue notebook. In it, I record my secrets, emotions and dreams. All of these are disguised as stories, poems, and quotes. Sometimes the color reflects my mood. Blue for calmness, sadness, serenity. The thoughts flow like a stream of memories and feelings. Mentions of magic and courage fill the pages, and a small circle in the corner of the page marks when I ran out of ink. Small details and generalizations. Lists of favorite movies, books, TV shows and childhood memories. The result of music and quiet also appears in my notebook every so often. Every once in a while a grocery list appears, next to a description of a room or craft. Absolutely no homework assignments are allowed in this notebook, ever. It is strictly based on my life and creativity alone. In this book, I learn more about myself and others around me with every word I write. It is filled to the brim with my own mythologies, magic and music lyrics. It's not a diary. It's not a journal. It is simply a book of recordings in fact and fiction.

Something Blue 14

A blue poem

How dare you
Rip a hole in my life
And leave me to fill it
How could I
Have you let you so close
And then feel the burn
From running away
Now I'm stuck
Wondering how to deal
Wondering what is real
And all the while
Wondering if you're okay
Trapped in this pattern
I'm feeling so blue
And so tired
I'm so confused
The only way I can deal
Is to blame this on you
Why can't I be strong?
And learn from the things
I've done wrong?
What's wrong with wasting time
When you are afraid to climb
That big mountain
That giant fear
That quiet dread
Of being alone here
What is strength?
When you can't even stand
What is love?
When it's all a demand
I have to do something
To lift this sadness
I can't continue
With this madness
They say broken hearts
Can heal with time
So if that is true
Why can't mine?
Is something unresolved in me?
To be the way I used to be
I'm tired of being blue
I can't help myself
I have to blame you

Something Blue 13

The icy blue sky
Brightens the white
Of long fallen snow
Descending at night
Mountains are seen
Faded through haze
As ice melts
And wind blows
Winter leaves for awhile
And the bright color grows

Something Blue 12

On "Blue" moments

There are times when things hit you. A past event or a fragile memory creeps into your daily routine and challenges all your knowledge of yourself. I experienced such a moment today after class. There are many sayings that tell you not to think of the past, but sometimes it's hard. Not all memories of the past are sad, but the absence of those times catch up with you after a while. It could be anything. A friend you never see anymore, a relative who has passed on or even a happy moment in a tough time of your life can be remembered. I think every once in a while, these "blue" moments help us realize how much we've changed and how fast time has moved. It all starts with memory. A word, a phrase or an occurrence can spark a time in your life that you remember when you knew less about the world. Sometimes these moments are useful and opportune to reflection of the self. Other times these moments become a curse, reminding us how much we have lost. The paths of life are never clear, however if you're thinking of someone in your life, chances are they think of you too. They might not say so, or act that way, but just as people influence change in you, you influence change in others. During these "blue" moments, maybe it is best to remember what you had and cherish the memory. Perhaps this is the best way to view hard times and to build yourself up for the future.

Something Blue 11

The kind and caring Aqua is the driving force of Kingdom Hearts Birth by Sleep. Best friends with Terra and Ventus, her task is to maintain balance between light and dark. She creates the star charms that hold their friendship together and tries her hardest to look at events from a wiser perspective.

A tiny light
Wandering the dark
Hoping for a path
An illuminating spark
Fighting endless battles
Rain against the storm
Driven by a purpose
Giving light its form
While both friends sleep
And the master prays
The wanderer journeys
For countless days
As time flies by
Storm and ocean may reunite
Through sea and sky

Something Blue 11

DORY IS BLUE!!!
I have to admit that Dory's way of life is pretty simple.
She takes risks, and goes from moment to moment without looking back.
This has to do with her short term memory loss, but also her positive outlook on life.
Marlin learned about life with Dory's help.
Maybe one day I can learn that way of life too.

Something Blue 10

Eyes can be blue. . .
Like sea and sky
Reflecting memories
Blinking with a sigh
Cerulean and Marine
Royal and shy
Clear and bright
Steadfast and light
It can stand
for water and ice
viewing sky from land
Bright and nice
It can be a riddle
Stained glass eyes
A mystery that has
multiple tries
If shown with a tear
Widened by fear
Mirror of ocean
Ruler of year
Whether it is
Celestial or wise
It is a gift
To have blue eyes

Something Blue 9

Cookie Monster is blue!!!

Cybelle the warrior (Something Blue 8)

It was All Hollow End in Undercity. Cybelle had just completed a quest with the inn keeper in the Ruins of Lordaeron and earned a pirate costume. She changed her hair to a light sea green and added a few markings by her eyes. Her cold, blue skin paled in contrast to glowing yellow eyes and dark blue lips.On this day, it was easy to be an undead. The daily hunt for Duskbats had given her plenty of leather to sell for her trade. While looking for areas to mine, she came across the village of Brill and heard the voice of the Headless Huntsman as the houses in the village burst into flames. Sighing she couldn't help but think, "Oh look, another house that bursts into flame. Why is it you never see the Headless Huntsman but you can clearly smell and see the flames of his destruction. After saving the village, she decided to fly to the Barrens. After hopping on a Zeppellin, she found a Chimera keeper and flew through the Crossroads to Ratchet and decided to enjoy the flight on her way to Stranglethorn. Sometimes flying was the only break a warrior could get on a holiday.

Toothless goes after something blue

The Tank was quiet. ShivaBelle swam through the water, waiting for her reflection to start the race. Right when the sun shone on the left side of the tank, she'd start to swim to each side of the tank. She stopped when she heard a small plunk on top of her fish tank. Something was up there. She swam to the left. She swam to the right. Suddenly, the bubbles started. Something was going on. The bubbles pushed the waterlily as she peeked around the corner. A small black wing appeared from the corner of her eye. Strange. She went next to the bubbles on top of the tank and saw a giant black dragon with bright yellow eyes. One claw was placed gently on top of the tank while the other gave him balance from the shelf next to the tank. ShivaBelle stared for awhile, but too soon her reflection started the race and she was at it again. Besides, she wasn't afraid of the dragon, he only stared with a slight smile and stayed in the same position all day.

Something Blue 5 Kal'nos the blue Void

Kal'nos The Blue Void

"Kal'nos" Beryl yelled while giving her minion a glare. Three seconds ago, she was running through Silver Moon when Kal'nos spotted the fluffy white bunny in the fountain. Beryl watched her minion run after the creature and sighed. She still had not mastered her commands and spells. Kal'nos may complain a lot, but he was given more freedom than most minions. However, this was only due to the fact that Beryl was new at this. Kal'nos enjoyed grumbling while Beryl worked on memorizing spells and using the dragon hawks for target practice. This was the way Kal'nos showed his irritation, by finding a bunny and going after it while he had the chance. Beryl had her own ways of handling this. She stood on top of the fountain and watched Kal'nos try to reach the bunny.
"Kal'nos. We've been through this. When I say come, you come. When I say stop, you stop. When I say, "Don't chase that bunny, you don't chase that bunny."
The blue void glared with his usual evil eye. Beryl still wasn't used to it.
"I want the bunny." Kal'nos grumbled.
"Will you do as I say if you get it?" Beryl asked with exhaustion. This was only the second day with her minion, and she already understand the frustration of having an unhappy void of nothingness following you around and complaining no matter what he did. Master? Beryl was starting to think the word "babysitter" was more appropriate. Still, even though she was a warlock, she still felt a tiny bit of pity for her new companion. maybe the bunny would be a motivator.
"Alright" Beryl said, nodding her head. "You can have the bunny on one condition."
Kal'nos seemed to understand there was a price to pay.
"If you follow my next three commands."
As the blood- elves watched, Beryl told Kal'nos to stay, follow and disappear. When the lesson was over, she picked up the bunny and set it in the grass.
While Kal'nos chased the rabbit. Beryl sat and ignored all the chuckles and smirks from her fellow species.
"One day at a time." She whispered as Kal'nos caught the bunny, then let it go to chase it more.
"I'll get there eventually."

A reflection on blue

Sometimes I miss the greens, reds, yellows and browns on a nice day. All I see is blue, stretching for miles across the sky. White foggy patches lie here and there. They cloud my vision and block the sun. In front of me is a road which I am not on. Instead I lounge on a hill that faces the road, always looking down. The breeze brushes by every now and then as quiet occupies the air. There is always a bit of blue in everyday. It could be the birds that land on a branch. It could be the flower, basking in the sun. A butterfly could land on a leaf, changing everything.
Blue doesn't always need to represent sadness. Sometimes it is a simple detail in a variety of colors. It could be a lesson on handling the chaos of life. Blue is always there. Its ambiguity makes life more beautiful in the midst of strife. It may come in many shades but it adds a contrast to the colors of life.

Something Blue 4

A crystal forest made of blue
Raindrops like sapphires
Aquamarine dew
The sky reflects
The stars and moon
Macalania
The beautiful lagoon

Something Blue 3

Clear Blue Sky
The sky is blue. In the Buddhist book I read, one of the meditations they suggest is to imagine your mind as the blue sky with each thought a cloud, blown through the landscape. The next step is to imagine a wind that clears all your thoughts away, leaving you with only the vast, blue sky to focus on.

Something Blue 2

The Ship of the Sirens docked into port during the middle of the night. Adele had not seen the ship in ten years. The Leroux mansion, located by the dock, was bustling with the masked ball. Adele had slipped away from the crowd to find some quiet. What she found was the ghost ship, with no one on it. Her curiosity and hope got the better of her. She left the mansion and made her way down to the ship. The eerie blue glow gave her goosebumps as she walked on the boat without using a plank. Jacques, the local merchant's son had decided to take a trip with his father to The Siren Islands to trade for a living. Adele took careful steps, unsure whether the ship was sturdy enough to stay intact. She made her way to the captain's cabin and found a map, with a spec of blood where the islands were located. A dagger was placed horizontally below the map along with a pearl necklace she recognized. As she picked it up, she noticed something, the ship was moving.
She stared out the window and realized she was already two miles from the Leroux mansion. The only way back was to swim. While she debated whether to leave, a voice made her turn around.
"Adele, Jacques is expecting you."
"Who are you?"
"My name is Marc. I'm a friend of Jacques. I've come to bring you back. But, you do have a choice. I can make the boat return, and you can forget about this incident, or you can come with me and find out what happened to Jacques."
Adele stared at the masque with a heavy heart. She never felt like she would become a proper lady. Her choice was very simple, wear the mask forever or discover the truth for herself.
"Let's go."