alerta! voldemort esta atras de harry!!!! lendo denovo as reliquias da morte, jorge perdeu a orelha e olho tonto esta morto! naaao ainda bem que ninguem entende pq seria spoiler. alerta!!
to be alive, awake, to know and feel everything which is going on around you. to need to know and be expectant of what is to happen. not what you feel when drowsy. the best way to be.
I am so conscious of the smallest flick and flutter of human social interaction around me. Hyper-aware. Alert, afraid. What do I fear? The exposure of myself as human?
the alert sounded over the mainframe. he saw the red button flashing a drumming emergency and knew that the hull had been breached. but it was no problem, the hull repair team would have been dispatched as soon as they noticed too. that’s why he was surprised when the flash kept repeating. he never noticed that the repair team had been missing for a few
up, out of bed, my hair high on my head uncombed, but instead of looking tothe mirror i whiz out to the kitchen gather energy and look around. Is everything in order they come home soon, i better be alert.
I was alerted by the sound of the horn. My head lifted from the steering wheel; the light green. I had never felt this tired, or lethargic. Even though I had been fired, I knew that it was the start of something. The chapter had come to an end and I was tired.
I always hate red alerts. What does that even mean? Alerts seem really serious and remind me of the tornadoes that hit my town last year. It was really scary. I just love my life and I would hate to see part of it destroyed. All of my memories, all of my childhood stuff. Especially my journals, my books and my Bible. The things that make me me.
its good to be alert because alertness keeps you aware and consious of the things going on around you. it helps you make more precise decisions and helps you pay attention to details. being alert is very important.
I took my dog out the other day. Each house we passed was a question. Do they own a pet? My dog wanted to know. He sniffed every telephone pole and checked every fire hydrant. He even peed on several fences, as if to say, “mine!”
They were coming. they were coming! I could hear the muffled scratching, despite the sirens. The floors were shifting, and all i could smell was that wet, silky fog. The room was surrounded by now, I was sure. The most expedient route was to release Operation Zulu, according to the manuals, but how was I supposed to reinstall Windows on my own?!
when the sirens went off, I was in my home office. The wife was at work. it was a stage three alert, and my first thought was, ‘how the hell am I gonna go get stace?’
There wasn’t time for much else, as the flash on the horizon meant the end of
Casper the friendly
tittered:
his fees were friendly, but
his groom was waiting –
grooming freely,
grooming in bliss,
grooming beyond the mighty,
the able,
the kiss.
Be alert. Your country needs more lerts. This was Darren Kite’s favourite joke on the school bus. He also thought that firing a syringe full of spit up the bus was hilarious. He was not a nice boy.
I was alert at first light. Why does first light come so early? It’s 5:15 in the morning. That’s thetime I want to be the least alert. Why oh why did I wake up? Was there a sound that I can’t remember?
alert… she was waiting at the side of the road when she heard someone say out loud.. DUCK… she though they meant the animals.. and then she realized… but by then it was too late… the bus had already come and gone… and a pencil hit her cheek… those school kids!!! grrr she thought she should be mor alert
The government wants us on high alert at all times about what ever they can think of to say. This causes fear and to feel that we need our government to protect us from the latest problem. In reality, we need to be protected from our government.
alert is a word that makes you stop and think… it brings to mind the kind of ideas and memories of being scared… of being warned… i think of the colors red and yellow… like the biohazard sign on some trucks… and well… the doors to ER adn OT… alert is well danger!!! keep off, stay away…
as alert as one could be..she trudged on weary..hungry..but the light kept her going..down till the last muscle in her body was tellin her to stop.. to rest..she knew she might not make it!
Intruder alert, the radio blasted as i had lupe fiasco playing to its loudest, so i can be entranced by the smooth beats and lyrics that this hip hop aficiando had created. They are far different from any artist have yet to hear, only rivaled to the musical styling of the Japanese DJs.
I sat straight up and stared at the bright, white empty wall. What did I just hear? I leaned over and looked down below my second floor window. There I saw a few slight movements from a black shadow. Reverting back to my childhood years, I scrunched the blanket close up to my face and hid behind the window curtain. What was that thing?
The alarm went5 off at 0600. The shower was started at 0605. the clothes were donned at 0615. the breakfast was eaten at 0630. The guns were fired at 0700. the life was ended at 0730.
The dog started barking as the fire raged through the house, burning the entire thing down in seconds. The dog made it out, whining as his leg was covered in burns, crying because his master was lost forever. Red alert.
Blackberry alerts. told you i was addicted to this thing. i have a new program called blackberry alerts. it allows me to customize the color of the blinking light depending what kind of alert I’m receiving–text, email, im, etc. yeah, i’m addicted and I know it. but i do love it.
ALERT! Danger will robinson! or was it tom robinson? shot to death on the outskirts of town taking a break from the freedom fight. war waged in a courtroom from table to oaken table. laser guns and spectacles deliver killer glances and words cut cut cut while people tie tie tie you up.
the traps of morning found their way through the bedroom window. there was no leaving this. there was no sleep to be had at this hour. 5am and the day would start, whether he liked it or not.
so david walked naked out of his bed, throwing the covers into a puddle on the floor.
I thought I heard you say my name, but it was just wishful thinking. Now my ears are always on alert for your voice wrapped around my name. I wish it had been real.
Alert I should be… yet, I’m not sure wheether in can de used as an adjective! “Alert! You are entering dangerous grounds!”… still, I can do nothing but smile…
alert, i am. too alert. these converstions keep coming and i keep listening. these converstions in my head are distracting from what’s real, important. right now. if i could only be “right now” all the time.
i have trouble being such because what if the others don’t thing that I can handle the pressure. ill give them some pressure those mother fuckers. why don’t they just give it to me, i got this shit. don’t worry baby everything will turn out alright. yeah right ill make it through that.
The word came late in the afternoon with an order to abandon the buildings. We scrambled slowly to the open spaces, carrying the minimum with us. As forecasted, the offices collapsed after only the first tremor.
he turned around, completely dumbfounded by what he saw. He couldn’t imagine how it had happened, or even what had caused it to occur. But it did. And he couldn’t stop it. It was too late to stop anything at this point, and he would have to live with his actions until his dying day – and hers, which wouldn’t be long. His eyes welled up with tears and his throat closed slightly. The sight of her lying lifeless on the ground was enough to snatch his own will to live.
alerta! voldemort esta atras de harry!!!! lendo denovo as reliquias da morte, jorge perdeu a orelha e olho tonto esta morto! naaao ainda bem que ninguem entende pq seria spoiler. alerta!!
to be alive, awake, to know and feel everything which is going on around you. to need to know and be expectant of what is to happen. not what you feel when drowsy. the best way to be.
I am so conscious of the smallest flick and flutter of human social interaction around me. Hyper-aware. Alert, afraid. What do I fear? The exposure of myself as human?
the alert sounded over the mainframe. he saw the red button flashing a drumming emergency and knew that the hull had been breached. but it was no problem, the hull repair team would have been dispatched as soon as they noticed too. that’s why he was surprised when the flash kept repeating. he never noticed that the repair team had been missing for a few
up, out of bed, my hair high on my head uncombed, but instead of looking tothe mirror i whiz out to the kitchen gather energy and look around. Is everything in order they come home soon, i better be alert.
I was alerted by the sound of the horn. My head lifted from the steering wheel; the light green. I had never felt this tired, or lethargic. Even though I had been fired, I knew that it was the start of something. The chapter had come to an end and I was tired.
i was alert when i heard a strange sound coming outside the house and i went to check it out
I always hate red alerts. What does that even mean? Alerts seem really serious and remind me of the tornadoes that hit my town last year. It was really scary. I just love my life and I would hate to see part of it destroyed. All of my memories, all of my childhood stuff. Especially my journals, my books and my Bible. The things that make me me.
Achtung, Warnung, Explosion.
1,2,3.
Es ist schneller aus, als du z
Wie eine Katze, ruhig und leise. Ich sehe es in deinen Augen. Das misstrauische Funkeln und ich wei
i don’t feel alert at all… i’ve been awake all night looking at whatever i can find in the big wide internets. alert… i really don’t feel anything. es
Torpedoes deployed relaunch an offensive to move our stagnant hearts an inch closer. I signal an alert to the armory.
its good to be alert because alertness keeps you aware and consious of the things going on around you. it helps you make more precise decisions and helps you pay attention to details. being alert is very important.
I took my dog out the other day. Each house we passed was a question. Do they own a pet? My dog wanted to know. He sniffed every telephone pole and checked every fire hydrant. He even peed on several fences, as if to say, “mine!”
They were coming. they were coming! I could hear the muffled scratching, despite the sirens. The floors were shifting, and all i could smell was that wet, silky fog. The room was surrounded by now, I was sure. The most expedient route was to release Operation Zulu, according to the manuals, but how was I supposed to reinstall Windows on my own?!
when the sirens went off, I was in my home office. The wife was at work. it was a stage three alert, and my first thought was, ‘how the hell am I gonna go get stace?’
There wasn’t time for much else, as the flash on the horizon meant the end of
Casper the friendly
tittered:
his fees were friendly, but
his groom was waiting –
grooming freely,
grooming in bliss,
grooming beyond the mighty,
the able,
the kiss.
Be alert. Your country needs more lerts. This was Darren Kite’s favourite joke on the school bus. He also thought that firing a syringe full of spit up the bus was hilarious. He was not a nice boy.
I was alert at first light. Why does first light come so early? It’s 5:15 in the morning. That’s thetime I want to be the least alert. Why oh why did I wake up? Was there a sound that I can’t remember?
alert… she was waiting at the side of the road when she heard someone say out loud.. DUCK… she though they meant the animals.. and then she realized… but by then it was too late… the bus had already come and gone… and a pencil hit her cheek… those school kids!!! grrr she thought she should be mor alert
as I ran through the bombed-out shelter, the alert speaker over my head was blaring. I tripped over a shard of metal and everything went black.
The government wants us on high alert at all times about what ever they can think of to say. This causes fear and to feel that we need our government to protect us from the latest problem. In reality, we need to be protected from our government.
alert is a word that makes you stop and think… it brings to mind the kind of ideas and memories of being scared… of being warned… i think of the colors red and yellow… like the biohazard sign on some trucks… and well… the doors to ER adn OT… alert is well danger!!! keep off, stay away…
as alert as one could be..she trudged on weary..hungry..but the light kept her going..down till the last muscle in her body was tellin her to stop.. to rest..she knew she might not make it!
Intruder alert, the radio blasted as i had lupe fiasco playing to its loudest, so i can be entranced by the smooth beats and lyrics that this hip hop aficiando had created. They are far different from any artist have yet to hear, only rivaled to the musical styling of the Japanese DJs.
I sat straight up and stared at the bright, white empty wall. What did I just hear? I leaned over and looked down below my second floor window. There I saw a few slight movements from a black shadow. Reverting back to my childhood years, I scrunched the blanket close up to my face and hid behind the window curtain. What was that thing?
The alarm went5 off at 0600. The shower was started at 0605. the clothes were donned at 0615. the breakfast was eaten at 0630. The guns were fired at 0700. the life was ended at 0730.
The dog started barking as the fire raged through the house, burning the entire thing down in seconds. The dog made it out, whining as his leg was covered in burns, crying because his master was lost forever. Red alert.
im not alert when i a=wake up i am alert if i hear a nosie in the middle of the day so i am alert most of the time.
Blackberry alerts. told you i was addicted to this thing. i have a new program called blackberry alerts. it allows me to customize the color of the blinking light depending what kind of alert I’m receiving–text, email, im, etc. yeah, i’m addicted and I know it. but i do love it.
ALERT! Danger will robinson! or was it tom robinson? shot to death on the outskirts of town taking a break from the freedom fight. war waged in a courtroom from table to oaken table. laser guns and spectacles deliver killer glances and words cut cut cut while people tie tie tie you up.
pay attention to all amber alert, you just never know when you can make a difference.
the traps of morning found their way through the bedroom window. there was no leaving this. there was no sleep to be had at this hour. 5am and the day would start, whether he liked it or not.
so david walked naked out of his bed, throwing the covers into a puddle on the floor.
I thought I heard you say my name, but it was just wishful thinking. Now my ears are always on alert for your voice wrapped around my name. I wish it had been real.
Alert I should be… yet, I’m not sure wheether in can de used as an adjective! “Alert! You are entering dangerous grounds!”… still, I can do nothing but smile…
this morning, i am far from alert. Thursday night debauchery leads to a friday morning of the walking dead brought to life. Alert. ha.
alert, i am. too alert. these converstions keep coming and i keep listening. these converstions in my head are distracting from what’s real, important. right now. if i could only be “right now” all the time.
i have trouble being such because what if the others don’t thing that I can handle the pressure. ill give them some pressure those mother fuckers. why don’t they just give it to me, i got this shit. don’t worry baby everything will turn out alright. yeah right ill make it through that.
The word came late in the afternoon with an order to abandon the buildings. We scrambled slowly to the open spaces, carrying the minimum with us. As forecasted, the offices collapsed after only the first tremor.
he turned around, completely dumbfounded by what he saw. He couldn’t imagine how it had happened, or even what had caused it to occur. But it did. And he couldn’t stop it. It was too late to stop anything at this point, and he would have to live with his actions until his dying day – and hers, which wouldn’t be long. His eyes welled up with tears and his throat closed slightly. The sight of her lying lifeless on the ground was enough to snatch his own will to live.