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bad place as a child
everything not circle has one
» Posted By Carla On 06.08.2011 @ 8:02 pm
ideas flow out on the board without any more thought and the students all absorb the content. more and more we are losing this means of communication as the electronics in our life take over and make learning a different way all together. hasn’t it been a minute yet? wow, this is taking a long time. chalkboards also make a horrible noise when you scrap your nails on them. have you ever tried that? I’m sure it’s been more than a minute now.
» Posted By Carla On 06.05.2011 @ 10:30 am
Sideburns come in different forms. For example my boyfriend has one at an angle, while other keep them straight, or thin or thick. there are many variations, and many styles.
» Posted By Carla On 05.29.2011 @ 9:52 pm
Sideburns remind me of truck drivers. Maybe they let them grow because its eashave their entire faces. They also have a 60s look to it but may seem dirty if they are not well kept. They become a frame to the face, very similar to eyebrows. And look good only on certain types of faces, on others they just look weird.
It funny that they are called sideburns, because they don’t really burn, or protect you from burning, or anything of sorts. I wonder why they are called that.
» Posted By Carla On 05.29.2011 @ 8:34 pm
I’m always tempted outdoors on pretty days. I love digging in the dirt. So many plants, so little space and time. : )
Bookstores are another thing that tempts me.
» Posted By Carla On 05.17.2011 @ 11:07 pm
lightning bolt i dont actually know what this word means so i will just take it apart. bolt to run. dead equals not running. or to bolt as if running away from death. probably. oh the time is almost up woops. oh well i tried.
» Posted By Carla On 04.28.2011 @ 3:30 pm
I remember like it was yesterday. I had just gotten home from the beach with my grandmother and I went into my room and I wanted to display the bear that I just got there on my bookshelf. Everything that I treasure I would find a place for it on that shelf.
» Posted By Carla On 04.11.2011 @ 8:48 pm
drinking water. swimming, sinking. i love music and cannot get enough of it. love.
i love johnny dolan. cotton mouth after smoking weed. dub step makes me thirsty.
so does love.
» Posted By carla On 04.10.2011 @ 9:06 pm
I feel as though I’ve lost touch with the people I was connected to the most. I have gotten so wrapped up in my life and it’s not worth it. I need to be connected to my loved ones again and share in lifes joys and wonders with the ones who mean the most to me. I am determined to be connected to those people who help me persevere.
» Posted By Carla On 04.07.2011 @ 5:52 am
I hate making plans. I don’t like to know what I am going to do before I do it- and everything that requires scheduling and planning stresses me out. I like to surprise myself. All of the best things in life have come as a surprise. Birthdays and holidays are always planned and I have rarely had good experiences with them. I take life as it comes to me and hope for the best outcome possible :)
» Posted By Carla On 04.04.2011 @ 11:04 am
Stars. Planets. Moons. Black holes. Everything. Nothing.
» Posted By Carla On 04.03.2011 @ 10:05 am
Some of the people that are most important to me have a big ego. But they don’t carry insecurities. The bigger the ego, the less people have to worry about you. I don’t mind some people with an ego because I know that most people still have flaws. I miss being home, where people don’t care what others think because they are so confident in themselves and in the lives that they have created for themselves; an ego is nothing but a good amount of confidence.
» Posted By Carla On 04.02.2011 @ 10:53 am
I have no idea what my purpose is. Im a freshman in college and people urge me to figure it out. They say I’m going to have to. But whats the point? Why should I figure out my purpose so early in my life? What benefit is that going to have on myself or anyone around me. Once I find my purpose, everything will be dull. There will be nothing to work for and nothing to try to figure out. Life will be boring. I like my life without a purpose.
» Posted By Carla On 04.01.2011 @ 8:46 am
I WONDER IF I HAVE A PURPOSE. OR IF ANYONE HAS A PURPOSE. THERE IS NO WAY OF KNOWING UNLESS YOU DECIDE TO MAKE YOUR OWN PURPOSE. PUR. POSE. POSE. IS A PURPOSE AN OUTDATED CONCEPT? MAYBE WE SHOULD BE THINKING ABOUT SOMETHING MORE IMPORTANT THAN PURPOSE.
» Posted By CARLA On 03.31.2011 @ 11:24 pm
I HAVE ALWAYS TRUSTED PEOPLE IT MAY BE A CURSE I HAVE OR IT MAY BE A BLESSING.
TRUSTED IS IN PAST TENSE IT MAKES ME THINK THAT TRUST IS OLD FASHION!
MY NATIVE LANGUAGE IS SPANISH…
» Posted By carla On 03.31.2011 @ 10:36 am
I already did audience it was the word yesterday. But looking back, sometimes its not too bad to have an audience. It protects you. It makes people see your side of the story. Your side of the argument. With an audience, you have proof of everything and as long as you don’t do anything to hurt others there is no reason that anything should be taken against you
» Posted By Carla On 03.28.2011 @ 10:34 am
I went to the theater and there was a huge audience. They were watching my every move. I didn’t know if they liked it, but they seemed to judge and criticize everything that I did. It seems as though everywhere I go there is an audience judging me. They dont understand theough. I am not judging them. Why do they think that they know me simply because they see the way I act- That is not who I am
» Posted By Carla On 03.27.2011 @ 6:56 pm
the audience was the craziest bunch of weirdos she had ever seen. There was a tall skinny, bald-headed guy in a one-piece sparkly jumpsuit, an elderly woman with no teeth, a cranky mother with frizzed out hair holding
» Posted By Carla On 03.27.2011 @ 12:47 pm
I sat on the bench and stared at my shoes. I don’t know why…I just did. Sometimes I like to think of strange things as I sit on benches and stare at shoes. It’s how I contemplate all of life’s great mysteries. I even have special bench-sitting, shoe-staring shoes. They’re the only ones I can ever get any really good thought out of. You should try it some time. It’s a great exercise.
» Posted By Carla On 02.24.2011 @ 1:21 am
all tangled up inside
» Posted By carla On 02.18.2011 @ 7:11 am
some eyes look upon the curls of your hair
seeing, feeling, understanding
the tangles of your hair
they tell the story of your soul
disturbed, unwanted, misunderstood
i wish i could untangle the tangles
that tie you to me.
» Posted By Carla On 02.17.2011 @ 1:53 pm
the ice cream cake was a dark chocolate color with the flavor of the world. i took a bite and it tasted like heaven on a fork. I turned and smiled at my brother for bringing a cake that I would have before I died.
» Posted By Carla On 02.15.2011 @ 7:42 pm
Family recipes. They are the essence of the family. Everyone always gathers around the Kitchen to whip up grandma’s and mom’s best recipes. It is a family activity shared among everyone that will live on for generations.
» Posted By Carla On 01.18.2011 @ 8:52 pm
Sports are the favorite american pass-time. Not to mention that they keep us fit. I am not an expert on sports, however I do enjoy watching them.
» Posted By Carla On 01.17.2011 @ 1:34 pm
It felt like i was drained of all my energy. I had been working nonstop for the past three days. I couldn;t get myself to stop working. It was as though I was a robot. I was tired, but my hands were mechanic and they just kept working. I looked like a zombie with bags under my eyes, all sunken in.
» Posted By Carla On 01.17.2011 @ 10:07 am
The ragged doll lay on the bed, unused and lonely. It sat there, longing for Sally to come pick her up once more. It’s a sad feeling that a doll get when its owner doesn’t touch it for a long time. The ragged doll hadn’t been touched in over three years. Sure, it’d been sitting there, on the perfectly fluffed pillows of the perfectly made-up bed for all that time. And sure, all Sally’s other friends had been sitting right there next to her or up on the shelves. The room would have looked perfect, to an outsider. But to anyone in the family, they would know that the door to the room had not been opened in three weeks. In those three weeks, the doll had grown exponentially more sad, lonely and afraid. This particular doll had been Sally’s favorite, which was why it was so peculiar that Sally had not come to play with her in so long.
It was then that Sally saw out the window, Sally’s parents with the newspaper. And with the dolls very good vision, the doll could see the page in the newspaper that everyone hated to read. And on that page, the doll could see Sally’s picture, with a list of Sally’s achievements in her short, nine-year life. The doll could see that Sally would never come to play again.
» Posted By Carla On 01.10.2011 @ 3:01 pm
The ragged dress lay disproportionally across her body. Parts of her stomach showed what none of her clothes had ever shown before. She felt dirt. Like a whore. But then again, she was one.
» Posted By Carla On 01.10.2011 @ 2:39 pm
Whenever I saw him, he was just about to break another one.
» Posted By Carla On 11.22.2010 @ 8:00 am
Es war wie es immer gewesen ist.
Man sieht, man denkt nicht, man fühlt sich. Angezogen. Wie ein magnet. von einem anderen.
Und wo kommt man hin? Nur an einen ort. Es gibt nur einen ort.
Ich will mehr. Mehr als anziehungskraft.
» Posted By Carla On 11.21.2010 @ 5:36 am
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Could be seen as something rude, but not if you use the proper words around it to make it seem less harsh. I always thought of it as a simple blunt word, so state that someone expressed a fact.
» Posted By Carla On 06.07.2010 @ 11:30 pm