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bucket

Something that may be physical to use to hold something, or something that can be used figuratively to use to keep mental notes of what it is that you want to do in life or accomplish.

» Posted By Christina On 07.08.2012 @ 10:24 pm

science

One of the subjects in which the world revolves around, Unfortunately it’s not easy to master. It’s so complex and amazing.

» Posted By christina On 07.06.2012 @ 2:04 am

minute

I’ve already had this question; and now I feel better prepared. A minute is a measurement of time, ironically I have a minute in which to write about the word ‘minute’ (Yo, dawg, I heard you like minutes…). It can also refer to something small, e.g. ‘That Shetland pony is minute.’ Why did I choose Shetland pony as an example, out of all the examples I could have had? They’re not even small.

» Posted By Christina On 06.23.2012 @ 3:23 am

cathedral

A big church. Glass windows. Prayers. God. religion. faith. sanctuary. old. gothic. architecture. building. sculptures. jesus. crosses. bible. large. open.

» Posted By Christina On 06.15.2012 @ 11:04 am

I don’t want to get married in a cathedral. It’s too structured and stiff. i feel like if someone coughs or makes a noise all the old women turn and stare at you. maybe that comes from to many years of being forced to be quiet in church. anyways i want something more free flowing for my wedding. somewhere outside and not cathedral-y.

» Posted By Christina On 06.14.2012 @ 7:41 pm

This is a chruch type environment
christian church
bishop
preist church
organs are played alot , lots of music
gospels
pastor
Jesus
God
stuff like that
religion
um i only have like 60 seconsohd;skjha

» Posted By christina On 06.14.2012 @ 6:11 pm

emptying

I was emptying out my change, as if I had nothing left to lose. I felt so empty inside, hallow, like my bare coin purse. I knew that my life here was an empty, bleak, shallow shell of what once was. It was time for me to be emptying out my former self and crawl to a new stage.

» Posted By Christina On 06.05.2012 @ 2:58 am

cap

He wore a backwards baseball cap last night. We had never seen him in something like that and it looked really good. He denied it but I think he liked that we liked it. It brought the 90’s outfit together and I think we convinced him to continue wearing caps like that.

» Posted By Christina On 06.03.2012 @ 10:02 pm

hassle

its a hassle to go to school. it’s a hassle to wake up in the morning. it’s a hassle to practicing pitching everyday. it’s a hassle to be polite to my parents. it’s a hassle to clean my room. life’s a hassle. yolo.

» Posted By Christina On 05.31.2012 @ 9:42 pm

transform

Metamorphose. Immer wieder begegnet mir dieses Wort. Es liegt auf den Straßen, es klebt an den Flügeln von Schmetterlingen. Leicht sind sie, verletzlich – so ist auch die Liebe, nicht wahr? Leicht und verletzlich, Metamorphose, du stellst mir Rätsel, ich löse sie gern…

» Posted By chRIsTinA On 05.28.2012 @ 2:34 am

I wish I could transform into a bird. To fly up above the heavens, and see the world for what it really is. See it in all its beauty. And maybe one day come back because I would like to spend the rest of my time with you.

» Posted By Christina On 05.27.2012 @ 8:57 pm

lodge

I loge thiings into between other things. To consurve space.

» Posted By Christina On 05.24.2012 @ 9:11 am

backspace

Der Rücksack auf dem Rücken, wo sonst. Er drückt und ich schwitze, aber ich laufe weiter, immer weiter, immer höher. Die Luft wird dünner, ich kann es spüren, obwohl es so langsam geschieht. Was passiert mit mir, hier oben? Werde ich ein anderer Mensch? Ich hoffe es, irgendwie. So mit anderer Luft und so.

» Posted By chRIsTinA On 05.17.2012 @ 2:47 pm

romance

ROMANCE MEANS LOVE BUT I’M not goinng to deffine it because that would gross.

» Posted By Christina On 05.17.2012 @ 9:19 am

alibi

i dont know what alibi is.
i think it’s a cool word.
i think it means friends. blablabla.
what does it mean.
..?

» Posted By Christina On 04.30.2012 @ 1:25 am

fixed

Why fix something if it isn’t broken. Too often we, especially Americans feel the need to fix non broken systems just because they don’t conform to our standards. Africa, Latin and South America, and now the Middle East. If it doesn’t need to be fixed, then don’t try to fix it.

» Posted By Christina On 03.21.2012 @ 8:25 pm

lantern

The lantern was on at the cabin. He spent all night staring at the lantern just waiting for her to come home. How could she leave like that? Where did she go? Would she ever come back? The broken hearted man would wonder his whole life, and always remember the lantern.

» Posted By Christina On 03.01.2012 @ 11:20 am

loss

Hate it! I hate to lose. Sam just lost her pjs last night (in a store!?@) and I am so sad for her. Are there other shorts? Yes, but those grew with her. They were mine and she loved them. They were faded and loved and now gone. Not the worst loss, I know. Loss on any level hurts.

» Posted By Christina On 02.24.2012 @ 5:24 am

gallery

I went to the art gallery in France to see the Mona Lisa. It looked better in pictures and on the internet than it did in real life. She didn’t look like a real person, but like a doll or a man wearing lots of makeup. The Mona Lisa looked like a drag queen.

» Posted By Christina On 02.22.2012 @ 8:40 am

clue

If I had a clue

This would be be and you
I wouldn’t hesitate
I wouldn’t doubt the decision I’d make
Your love is my fate
Then none of my life
Has been a mistake
just a winding road to your arms

» Posted By Christina On 02.14.2012 @ 6:03 pm

carnival

Carnival is just like a festival. Almost. It reminds me of Mardi Gras, New Orleans, Hurricane Katrina. What a dark transition. What does that say about me, that thinking of a festival would inspire me to remember an awful disaster.

» Posted By Christina On 02.13.2012 @ 8:35 pm

festival

Every spring at Niagra on the Lake, a group of thespians perform classic works under the heading, “The Shaw Festival.” My mother took me to this event a few times growing up. We had family friends, Oma’s friends, who lived in the area and one of them ushered for the event.

» Posted By Christina On 02.11.2012 @ 8:12 pm

hoop

i already had this word.
ok. so..
Hooop. When was the last time I used a hoop?
I probably have had recently.. it’s just that when I use it I wouldn’t think.. “HOOP”
Only when using hoolahoops

» Posted By Christina On 01.29.2012 @ 4:38 am

hoop. what a boring word.
when was the last time I used a hoop?
I’m not sure… but I must have recently..
Anything.. a hoop. I must’ve forgot!

» Posted By christina On 01.29.2012 @ 4:31 am

bellow

bellow my mellow…i don’t even know what bellow means! does it mean a boy is yellow with envy and fever? no, no, i’m sure it means to shout through your diaphragm to get that wonderful, gutteral sound. bellow with all your might!

» Posted By christina On 01.16.2012 @ 3:41 pm

bench

There is a bum on a park bench. I’ve never seen him there before. I feel bad for him because he has to sleep there every night, so I walk up and give him some money to help his troubles. I ask him what his story is so he pats the seat and tells me to sit down. He seems to be a nice man so I take a seat. He tells me his story from beginning to end about being veteran with a purple heart and how when he got home from war his daughter had killed herself because she hadn’t heard from him and she thought he as dead. Ever since that day I visit him at his bench every other day and we just talk.

» Posted By Christina On 01.14.2012 @ 2:15 pm

thorns

prickily, painful.
the thorns that pierced Jesus when he went to the cross

» Posted By Christina On 01.04.2012 @ 4:25 pm

champagne

Drinking is kinda bad for young people bad older people enjoy it.( :
I hate drinking I am not gonna drink EVER. It’s bad & good for you.

» Posted By Christina On 01.02.2012 @ 2:11 pm

estate

estate? ok. so… land.. land. land. the word really is un

» Posted By christina On 01.01.2012 @ 5:41 am

princess

Gazing upon her, I knew it was love at first sight when I was enraptured by the feeling of a bullet piercing my heart. If only I had remembered for how fleetingly a moment that bullet remains a part of me…if only I had remembered that the exit wound would be so much larger than the point of entry. Forgive me, my lady, for I am a fallen knight.

» Posted By Christina On 12.12.2011 @ 4:42 pm

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