Brief; something I wish I could master. Business men and women are confident in being brief. I, am not. I cannot do anything briefly for the life of me. I also do not like wearing briefs, nor do I own a brief case. I don’t like being BRIEF..
Be brief, concise and clear when stating your points. Don’t clogg up the page with too much words just for the sake of saying more or sounding intelligent. If your piece is kept brief but packs a punch you’re more likely to have returning readers.
it was that, was it not? Brief I mean. it happenes so quickly, and lasted so briefly and then it was over. Yet it lasted through time, despite it’s shortened appearance of time. Now what? Now that the time is up yet again?
As I walked cautiously into the meeting room and started my presentation, I started to remember some techniques to battle my nerves. One in particular came to mind..to imagine the audience naked. The thought of the ageing women in their frilly briefs and the middle aged men in their y-fronts put me off right away. I thought I should just get the presentation over and done with, so i kept it brief.
I will try to keep this brief, but when I read this I think of lawyers. They are never brief because they need to make money. The way they make money (primarily) is to charge for every word that comes out of their heads, whether it is in an email or in a phone call or in a document. It is a crazy way to make a living, almost a form of prostitution! Paid by the word, wow.
Brief? College essays aren’t brief. And yet they are too brief. 60 seconds is too brief too, since I’m only at around 25 words per minute at this point. Maybe more. Whatever. Know what else is and isn’t brief? Life. Well, that’s my briefing for today folks. See you next time!
It was just a brief moment, but I managed to catch a glimps. I’ll never forget what I saw. Hundreds of questions ran through my mind. How can you do that to someone. He was heartless, must have felt no emotion through the whole thing, because otherwise you can’t do those things to another human.
Brief. Quick. Fast. I have a confession to make. Sixty seconds is too brief for me to write anything worth reading. I always write like a whole other paragraph after the little bell rings. Forgive me, oh internet.
for a brief moment the couch looked like it was floating and changing colors. I felt as if I was trapped in a lava lamp. Experimenting with drugs wasn’t a good idea.
One moment can be wasted in a brief second, who what when where why brief who are we no go don’t its too short time is almost up you’re going to lose oh no no no no too late no don’t go it’s no Oh I am sorry you’re time is up goodbye nice creams farewell go death is upon you time is up. You’re done for the day. Goodnight. Sweet dreams. Time on here is brief.
It’s amazing how quickly these things happen. It was amazing how quickly these things begin and then pass us by. As long as our memories outlive the moment we can always return to what we felt at the briefest of times.
The brief stabbing pain that shot through her body as she hit the water was nothing in comparison to the aching cold that would spread through her as she watched her boat burn.
A short moment in time, less than a second, it felt like at the time. Infintisimal. You could blink and miss it. That’s how long it took to fall in love with you. That’s how long it feels like I had you.
Just a moment. Just a brief, tiny amount of time in the vastness of the universe. So tiny as to be nearly insignificant. And yet, we made it count, didn’t we?
My briefs are anything but. They used to be jockey shorts, and then they were boxers that bound and bunched, and now they are the weird hybrids they sell at H&M that seem and claim to offer support but instead cause sweating and itching in the worst of places while offering new ways to climb up the crack of your ass.
Brief means short. A moment in time. The word brief is usually used in commandments, such as, “Make it brief,” or in disclaimers, such as, “I’m going to briefly tell you why I’m here.” It is an odd word for that reason – in that it is never used for good purposes. Only to manipulate one’s fantasy of how something will occur.
The law, in brief,
she said, and diposited a book of
the same title on my
desk. A thin volume, green and unimposing,
interrupted the organised chaos on my desk. eyebrows
raised, I thanked her and promised i’d read it
cover to cover.
let’s make this brief, it’s for the both of us. I just want it to be over, to be done. Stop it. I’m tired. Don’t do this.
Be brief and move on to your life and your hopes and you lust and your stink and your beer and you couch. im done.
This is a brief statement. This statement will not be long what-so-ever. Please do not expect much from this brief, yet important statement. Shortly you will know the meaning behind this message.
breathes, breathing in an instant the simplest thing you do, the most involuntary movements of diaphragm, lungs, blood and heart can cease to keep you alive if you stop breathing. I wonder if you can voluntarily hold your breathe until you die.
We had a brief talk about what you wanted
Brief like in run down
A list of sorts of necessities normalcies testimonies
But how can you make this brief brief?
Clouds swarm, unleashing their might upon the few poor souls that just happened to be there. Boom. The thunder roars, echoing across the empty plain. The winds race across the tundra, kicking up duststorms in their wake.
The sky lights up once more, before fading into the swirling and overhanging silence that follows the storm.
ne yapacaksan yap, sana güvenmeseler de sen güven.
sevdiğin olsun sevmepdiğin olsun, güven ki mutlu olabilir. eğer bunu yaptamazsan mutlu olamayacaksın, eğer yaparsan belki hayal kırıklığı olacak ama mutlu olacaksın. sadece dene,sadece sebepsizce ve içtenlikle güven
For a brief moment, I knew, what type of a person he was. I was afraid not because I was shy but because I didn’t want to ruin the impression of him and the person I thought him to be. When he opened his mouth and spoke a few words, I think I already knew he wasn’t the person I wanted him to be. So I gave up searching for someone like that. I’ll never accept him for who he was, so that’s the end of the love I thought was real.
He was high, high on alcohol, happiness, and music to make him sway with joy, right then when nothing else existed for him but himself and the bliss of being. For a brief moment when his trance broke, he looked around trying to figure what had disrupted him, and he saw her, their eyes met, and then she was lost in the crowd. He shook his head, laughed for the world did this to him all the time, and started to dance again.
it’s a short story or a pair of pants but it can also be a case but not a case of whether or not the matter in hand is long as it’s always fairly abrupt. Sometimes it can be a way of describing the task at hand but mainly it makes me think of curtailed ramblings.
There was a brief silence after I said those three words to him. A silence in which my heart beat so fast I was sure it was audible and liable to jump out of my chest. I was so terrified in that brief silence of being nothing but rejected.
“This won’t take long, just a minute. I will try and be brief. It is the end. We will not be seeing each other again and that is not up for debate.” She turned away when she had finished speaking and walked away.
“That was only thirty seconds,” he shouted after her. “You owe me the rest of that minute and I won’t forget.” She did not look back and no one was smiling.
Brief; something I wish I could master. Business men and women are confident in being brief. I, am not. I cannot do anything briefly for the life of me. I also do not like wearing briefs, nor do I own a brief case. I don’t like being BRIEF..
Good sex is never brief. One should leave me to want more. Two minutes is far too short.
my hand is broke.
Be brief, concise and clear when stating your points. Don’t clogg up the page with too much words just for the sake of saying more or sounding intelligent. If your piece is kept brief but packs a punch you’re more likely to have returning readers.
i like a brief breeze. briefly i like to play basketball, and i would like to make every shot. briefly honest when it comes down to nervous situations
it was that, was it not? Brief I mean. it happenes so quickly, and lasted so briefly and then it was over. Yet it lasted through time, despite it’s shortened appearance of time. Now what? Now that the time is up yet again?
the meeting of the eyes were very brief. As she walked away, all he did was wish that it would have been longer.
the end
As I walked cautiously into the meeting room and started my presentation, I started to remember some techniques to battle my nerves. One in particular came to mind..to imagine the audience naked. The thought of the ageing women in their frilly briefs and the middle aged men in their y-fronts put me off right away. I thought I should just get the presentation over and done with, so i kept it brief.
give me a quick moment and ill be back in a minuet or like make it brief or i only have a brief moment.
The brief was completely ridiculous. The briefs, not cover him fully, made her realize she had been out on this date with a complete raving nerd.
Brief is a word to describe something very short, or something that takes little time. “I’m going to take a brief second to write this.”
This message is brief for life is brief.
I will try to keep this brief, but when I read this I think of lawyers. They are never brief because they need to make money. The way they make money (primarily) is to charge for every word that comes out of their heads, whether it is in an email or in a phone call or in a document. It is a crazy way to make a living, almost a form of prostitution! Paid by the word, wow.
Brief? College essays aren’t brief. And yet they are too brief. 60 seconds is too brief too, since I’m only at around 25 words per minute at this point. Maybe more. Whatever. Know what else is and isn’t brief? Life. Well, that’s my briefing for today folks. See you next time!
It was just a brief moment, but I managed to catch a glimps. I’ll never forget what I saw. Hundreds of questions ran through my mind. How can you do that to someone. He was heartless, must have felt no emotion through the whole thing, because otherwise you can’t do those things to another human.
Brief. Quick. Fast. I have a confession to make. Sixty seconds is too brief for me to write anything worth reading. I always write like a whole other paragraph after the little bell rings. Forgive me, oh internet.
for a brief moment the couch looked like it was floating and changing colors. I felt as if I was trapped in a lava lamp. Experimenting with drugs wasn’t a good idea.
One moment can be wasted in a brief second, who what when where why brief who are we no go don’t its too short time is almost up you’re going to lose oh no no no no too late no don’t go it’s no Oh I am sorry you’re time is up goodbye nice creams farewell go death is upon you time is up. You’re done for the day. Goodnight. Sweet dreams. Time on here is brief.
It’s amazing how quickly these things happen. It was amazing how quickly these things begin and then pass us by. As long as our memories outlive the moment we can always return to what we felt at the briefest of times.
The brief stabbing pain that shot through her body as she hit the water was nothing in comparison to the aching cold that would spread through her as she watched her boat burn.
A short moment in time, less than a second, it felt like at the time. Infintisimal. You could blink and miss it. That’s how long it took to fall in love with you. That’s how long it feels like I had you.
Just a moment. Just a brief, tiny amount of time in the vastness of the universe. So tiny as to be nearly insignificant. And yet, we made it count, didn’t we?
My briefs are anything but. They used to be jockey shorts, and then they were boxers that bound and bunched, and now they are the weird hybrids they sell at H&M that seem and claim to offer support but instead cause sweating and itching in the worst of places while offering new ways to climb up the crack of your ass.
Brief means short. A moment in time. The word brief is usually used in commandments, such as, “Make it brief,” or in disclaimers, such as, “I’m going to briefly tell you why I’m here.” It is an odd word for that reason – in that it is never used for good purposes. Only to manipulate one’s fantasy of how something will occur.
The law, in brief,
she said, and diposited a book of
the same title on my
desk. A thin volume, green and unimposing,
interrupted the organised chaos on my desk. eyebrows
raised, I thanked her and promised i’d read it
cover to cover.
let’s make this brief, it’s for the both of us. I just want it to be over, to be done. Stop it. I’m tired. Don’t do this.
Be brief and move on to your life and your hopes and you lust and your stink and your beer and you couch. im done.
This will never last. He will break my heart and that’s the end of that. It will only be for a week anyway so no one falls in love that fast.
This is a brief statement. This statement will not be long what-so-ever. Please do not expect much from this brief, yet important statement. Shortly you will know the meaning behind this message.
breathes, breathing in an instant the simplest thing you do, the most involuntary movements of diaphragm, lungs, blood and heart can cease to keep you alive if you stop breathing. I wonder if you can voluntarily hold your breathe until you die.
We had a brief talk about what you wanted
Brief like in run down
A list of sorts of necessities normalcies testimonies
But how can you make this brief brief?
A flash of summer brilliance.
Lighting up the moody night sky.
Clouds swarm, unleashing their might upon the few poor souls that just happened to be there. Boom. The thunder roars, echoing across the empty plain. The winds race across the tundra, kicking up duststorms in their wake.
The sky lights up once more, before fading into the swirling and overhanging silence that follows the storm.
“No.” I yelled, reaching for another glass “I’m not going to have your child.”
“But-”
“No. And that’s final.” The quiet burn of the alcohol down my throat was a quick respite from the incoming questions.
ne yapacaksan yap, sana güvenmeseler de sen güven.
sevdiğin olsun sevmepdiğin olsun, güven ki mutlu olabilir. eğer bunu yaptamazsan mutlu olamayacaksın, eğer yaparsan belki hayal kırıklığı olacak ama mutlu olacaksın. sadece dene,sadece sebepsizce ve içtenlikle güven
For a brief moment, I knew, what type of a person he was. I was afraid not because I was shy but because I didn’t want to ruin the impression of him and the person I thought him to be. When he opened his mouth and spoke a few words, I think I already knew he wasn’t the person I wanted him to be. So I gave up searching for someone like that. I’ll never accept him for who he was, so that’s the end of the love I thought was real.
Brief. Or boxers? Or a short article, or a short interaction involving information. Like special agents, are you one?
He was high, high on alcohol, happiness, and music to make him sway with joy, right then when nothing else existed for him but himself and the bliss of being. For a brief moment when his trance broke, he looked around trying to figure what had disrupted him, and he saw her, their eyes met, and then she was lost in the crowd. He shook his head, laughed for the world did this to him all the time, and started to dance again.
Brief wind has gone through her hair. “Oh” she said. I got an idea. Maybe next time I’ll be more specific. It’s going to be a long summer.
it’s a short story or a pair of pants but it can also be a case but not a case of whether or not the matter in hand is long as it’s always fairly abrupt. Sometimes it can be a way of describing the task at hand but mainly it makes me think of curtailed ramblings.
There was a brief silence after I said those three words to him. A silence in which my heart beat so fast I was sure it was audible and liable to jump out of my chest. I was so terrified in that brief silence of being nothing but rejected.
“This won’t take long, just a minute. I will try and be brief. It is the end. We will not be seeing each other again and that is not up for debate.” She turned away when she had finished speaking and walked away.
“That was only thirty seconds,” he shouted after her. “You owe me the rest of that minute and I won’t forget.” She did not look back and no one was smiling.
this will be short a culmination of everything I have achieved, without your aid. Even now. Do you know my name? It is not the one you think it is