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ok…possibility is my word. what are my possibilities for the next year? i will get into college (god willing), and i want to get into georgetown. and brown. and yale. and dartmouth. but then i think about people like jen who just don’t care about the name. they just care about what they can do with what is given. with the experience. i think that’s pretty remarkable, and i know that i could probably never do it. i’m too shallow. i care too much about the name.
» Posted By Colin On 12.11.2010 @ 4:48 pm
all together now
go for it
» Posted By colin On 11.02.2010 @ 2:29 am
i once heard that if you climbed on top of the hill and set there staring at the sun as it goes down over the ponderosas, that you’d hear, just as the night went on you’d hear the sound of a bellowing cow, for real
» Posted By colin On 10.03.2010 @ 11:34 pm
Horses, running fast through the mind of the little paraplegic girl. She was 9 years old and destined to spend the rest of her days in a wheelchair.
» Posted By Colin On 09.10.2010 @ 9:46 pm
the only thing that comes to mind is standing still and being afraid of moving all i want to do is go forward but feel trapped in quicksand with no options or outlets to release my passion all i really want in life is happiness and instead i feel like im standing here waiting.
» Posted By Colin On 08.19.2010 @ 12:17 pm
God I was sick and tired of tramping through this park, looking for picnic baskets. Why couldn’t I just eat honey or berries like my peers? Boo Boo is starting to grind my last nerve. The rangers are starting to get antsy about my constant presence. Calling it a “danger to the patrons of Yellowstone”. I’m a bear, leave me alone.
» Posted By Colin On 07.09.2010 @ 10:05 am
WAND – AGAIN — are there other words – if i had a magic wand i would skip wand and write about something else. like soup or something. soup is even more interesting than a wand – the things you can do with SOUP!!!! you can eat it and and and — well thats it actually
» Posted By colin On 06.10.2010 @ 7:43 pm
is part of your back and is the center of all the neurons that go through your body
the spine is they way your body comunicates with itself
» Posted By colin On 06.04.2010 @ 2:41 pm
This century. This century is bullshit. Where have the values gone? I wish we could go back. Back in time to a place where values and morals were something to be respected, as opposed to spat back in our faces.
» Posted By Colin On 06.02.2010 @ 7:47 pm
Train. Train…. I need to train. I need training in a lot of different ways. Training of my mind. Training of my body. Without training, you’re nothing.
» Posted By Colin On 05.31.2010 @ 12:48 pm
Leather. Bookmarks. Leather bookmarks. In 3rd grade, we had a class project to make leather bookmarks and make designs on them. I gave my bookmark to my Father, where he still uses it to this day. It’s his favorite bookmark, despite the fact that it’s adorned with flowers and girly designs. Just more proof that I have an amazing Father. I love you, Dad.
» Posted By Colin On 05.30.2010 @ 7:06 pm
My mind is wrapped right now. Wrapped with ideas of right and wrong. Wrapped with the notion that I may be done for. My young career as an adult over before it even started. What have I done? Will it all be okay?
» Posted By Colin On 05.29.2010 @ 7:19 pm
wrapped. I hardly even know what that means. Why am I writing this? Will it improve my writing? I’m not sure. I don’t even know what to write about. This reminds me of MJ’s 12th grade English class. This is pointless.
» Posted By Colin On 05.29.2010 @ 7:10 pm
Fireflies fly freely and franticly,
searching for somewhere to squat for free.
Despite being lit up for all too see,
being a firefly, isn’t for me.
» Posted By colin On 05.01.2010 @ 12:27 pm
i once saw my reflection in the ice as I was passing by the porch. Little did I know that ice was looking back at me, with an image of me… evil me. The next moment I was on the ground facing the non-reflective sky where a throb was emanating from the back of my head.
Damn you icy bastard
» Posted By Colin On 04.17.2010 @ 8:02 pm
It’s sticky and nice and sometimes I use it. But tape is not something that I would intentionally buy. I get it for Christmas in my stocking sometimes, but not every time, an though when I get it I feel a bit ripped off, when it’s not there I miss the novelty and practicality of it. It can be clear or it can be Scotch or it can be duct (or Duck) but always, every single time, it is nice.
» Posted By Colin On 03.25.2009 @ 8:56 am
Wow that makes me think of fright. I can’t help but wonder how much of startledness is just a carry-over from evelutionary hiccups. We really have no reason to fear predators anymore. But pranks still exist.
» Posted By Colin On 03.13.2009 @ 6:56 pm
After lunch, I decided to go to the store. At the store, I ran into my ex-girlfriend, and she was fucking the cashier, in broad daylight, in front of several small children. I found this odd, considering she is a camp counselor, as well as a strict Methodists. But you never know some people.
» Posted By Colin On 12.26.2008 @ 10:54 am
I’m waiting all day and night. my friends depend on me to be the responsible one. its 2 am and I’m at the computer. jackpot!
» Posted By colin On 07.02.2009 @ 11:48 am
Gong is often in the term “gong-show”, which is a highly overused piece of slang. A gong-show generally means a party or event that is wild to the extent that it has gotten out of hand and is more intense than expected.
» Posted By colin On 08.18.2009 @ 9:27 am
Society imposes certain values upon us so that we behave in a certain way.
» Posted By colin On 02.26.2009 @ 4:50 pm
Knock knock, who’s there?
We’ve all heard that before, a tired and ever boring joke. The preserve of stupid people who just don’t get that they’re not bloody funny
» Posted By colin On 04.15.2009 @ 3:13 pm
Hanging from his trapeze, carlos knew that there was little chance of surviving his fall. Never-the-less he jumped. No more fear, he said. Never again will I run from my problems. I will be me.
» Posted By Colin On 11.18.2008 @ 4:22 pm
you occupy a space in my heart like that of a fuse in a bulb.
everything you do makes me light up like a bulb
» Posted By Colin On 10.17.2008 @ 7:06 am
I can fly man, i relaized when i was about 20 feet off the grounds. I can…fly” and i fell down into my brothers arms when physics kicked in. Everything had seemed like a dream untill someone I knew had seen it, the flying, the powers, everything. now i ahd PROOF of my abilitys! and my family could know now.
i felt a huge sence of relife and faith that my borther would not tell.
» Posted By Colin On 10.10.2008 @ 8:14 pm
Oh my gosh I see evidence all over the floor. What is this evidence doing here? I mean really. I’ve been to some crime scenes before but the evidence has never been as overwhelmingly complex as this one is at this crime scene now. I really hope we catch this guy, although it would be an embarrasment not to, because there is literally his DNA rolling around in the dirt on the floor.
» Posted By Colin On 09.30.2008 @ 1:30 am
Asking for a woman’s hand in marriage is the most important question I will have to ask in my life. Her answer will define the rest of our lives. I know she will say yes when the time is right. I’m thinking under a starry night sky.
» Posted By Colin On 08.19.2008 @ 12:52 pm
Straight, simple, full of things for eating, for drinking, for washing down the old VW parked outside, for cleaning the hair, the dog and the laundry. Above all though, the best thing any aisle can hope to hold, is dessert.
» Posted By Colin On 05.27.2008 @ 11:54 am
powdery powder. like cakes
like white vanilla cakes
or powder in my shoe!
why is there powder in my shoe that shit’s not normal.
now i’m thinking about noses.
nose powder, does that exist?
powder is just rocks.
tiny poofy rocks that we rub on things
who had that idea?
who was like, i’m gonna crush this shit and rub it on my foot.
» Posted By colin On 01.13.2010 @ 7:36 pm
Back To Stats Page
The pop of my mind.
My sanity has left me.
Not that that is too different from normal.
And the last of it is gone.
» Posted By Colin On 01.09.2010 @ 6:29 pm