I am average. You are average. We’re all average. Average is sad. Average is cold. Average is mediocre. I hate average. I wish I were above average. Somewhat incredible. Marvelous. Indescribable. But I am and always will be average.
They say I am just average. I don’t believe that. I am extraordinary, I am amazing, I am witty and fun and crazy and out there. I am everything but average. I don’t know why people have to label people. Those who believe they are average will never accomplish anything.
average. that’s what i am. what i always have been. its a painful realization really. i always dreamt of being something else. of being extraordinary. maybe not beautiful but pretty. maybe not genius but smart. maybe not artistic but thrifty. anything but average.
Who’s to say what “average” actually is? There is no definite answer to this question because it is all truly in the eyes of the beholder. I know that sounds dumb, but I could be completely average to one person and stand out to someone else. So who is to say that someone is average? There’s one answer to this. No one. Absolutely no one.
Average. Brown hair, brown eyes, 5’4”, 115 lb. Average. B student. Always follows the rules and keeps her head down. Average. Has a few friends. Average. A weak person surrounded by strong-willed others. A girl afraid to express her strangeness, keeping her depravity hidden. Average. A bystander in a deadly friendship, too afraid to speak up. Average. A victim of a car wreck.
That’s what I am. Simple, normal, nothing special. So to think that you could have feelings for me is ridiculous. You’re magnificent, unusual in the most wonderful ways. I shouldn’t want you for my own, but I do.
This word isn’t in my vocabulary. I am sooooooooooooo not _____________. This shouldn’t even be word. I mean if everyone was just____________, then where do we get self expression. I know i did not take all of those music lessons for nothing. It’s because I wanted to be different! Then I realized no one is ___________. Therefore, this word is my ememy. for confusing me, but is my friend because it brought me to discover music………..
Blue eyes, brown hair. 5’4. Average for a girl my age and ethnicity. Nothing special, nothing unusual, nothing original about how God made me. Only my personality differs me from the millions of identicals. And I made that myself.
That’s what I am. Simple, normal, nothing special. So to think that you could have feelings for me is utterly ridiculous. You’re magnificent, unusual in the most wonderful ways. I shouldn’t want you but I do.
My midterm scores are all average but I’m satisfied with it. Much better than a failing grade. Still have to study study study to have a higher mark in the finals.
makes me feellike i want to be more than i am. no-one should be happy with being average. it also makes me think of cricket. I like cricket. All the lovely stats and figures. It almost sounds french? probably is a french word to be fair. Am I being at all interssant?
I will not accepts a agerage day oh no take that away as i act..you see the taking away of the average is in the act so i shall take off my average hat bring my power from the back an act ..and then act some more for average is not what I have in store i shall act!
Most everything is this but such is life. Life is so… average. Each day every where people are all the same, all dull and gray. Please, some color, some savior form this boredom.
Pushkin ran around the bases like a foll, twitching this way and that as the rest of the boys ran out to try to find the ball. They never did end up finding it.
My life is average. I don’t do anything out of the ordinary usually. I just sit and think about how average I am sometimes. I think about how average my life is, will be, and how it will never change. Average to me means getting older, growing up, having kids, settling down. I don’t want to be average. I want to be extraordinary. Average is just average. Average is what you settle for, not what you strive for.
average is the mean of all pieces of information, data, and other things. it takes into account the most extreme and the most simple. it is considered by many to be the norm, the accepted, the most familiar. whether it be manners, patterns, procedures or clothes.
not your average joe’s is actually rather average. But, that doesn’t matter because we’re all going there after work today. It’s been a long week, quite average, but long because we aren’t used to working, let alone working a five-day week. Yes, we are teachers; no, we don’t work in the summer, which is quite above average, awesome actually. Teaching is not your average profession
It doesn’t exist. There is no such thing as ‘average’! It is mind’s ‘maya-creation’ – we think it’s real, but it doesn’t exist. The average student, the average housewife, the average age… a figure that points to a nebulous space that we can’t pin down, except by coming to an imprecise figure.
It was an average day at work. James stopped by my cubical at 9:15 am to ask me to dinner and I declined-again. He just wouldn’t get a hint through that red headed head of his. I would never date him. Not until I found out what happened to my brother. Not until I found Michael.
The average guy. There’s nothing too special about him, nothing about him that one can really make fun of for too long. The average girl. Pretty, but only in glancing. Can hold a conversation, but the words are not remarked upon afterward. Put the two together, make the two fall in love, and they are anything but average. There is nothing more illuminating than love in terms of one’s special attributes that were hidden before.
Being average is boring. It’s dull. I would never want to be average. the key word to live by should be eccentric..crazy..weird..that is what one’s life should be. Average is normal and bleak. Why should one go through life living and being like everybody else. The key to a happy life isn;t being average..it’s being eccentric.
My life is average. Your life is average. But is average really what we want in life? At the end of the day or at the end of my life will I say, “Wow, what an average life…I am so glad that I lived a mediocre and average life.” I believe I will want above average; whatever the definition for above average will be for me.
a word. just one word that sets things in the middle. people are stuck there. few go beyond. it’s just a word. a symbol for set standards. who even makes the cut as average? is the average even worth it? no. average is “normally” wrong.
Average is what i strive not to be. sadly, i most likely am extremely. it’s terrible. who wants to be? i wish everyithing not to be. average is scarier than anything else. average is what i used to think everyone else was.
Average is a borring thing.. It’s being like anybody else and noone should be like that.. Instead thay should stand out and be them selves.. That’s what it’s all about.. The world would be a borring place.
Average: The tendency to be alike to most people of your social group, right? Well I don’t want to be that. I don’t want to settle for average, alright. To me that’s mediocre. I want to be spectacular.
Average is what you get when you add all the numbers together and divide it by however many numbers there are. People can be described as average. Many things can be described as average, like “this is an average book” meaning it’s not EXCITING but it’s not b-o-r-i-n-g.
Average is something I don’t want to be. I don’t want to be that number in the middle. I don’t really want to be the number on top either, but the middle is definitely not for me. I can be so much more than that. I can exceed the curse of mediocrity
a word. just one word that sets things in the middle. people are stuck there. few go beyond. it’s just a word. who even makes the cut as average? is the average even worth it? no. average is “normally” wrong.
I consider myself more than average…or at leAST i can be. There are times when i can can go above and beyond but that rarely happens and it pisses me off….im an underachiever most of the time but i have so much potential. sometimes it would just be nice to have motivation….
I am average. You are average. We’re all average. Average is sad. Average is cold. Average is mediocre. I hate average. I wish I were above average. Somewhat incredible. Marvelous. Indescribable. But I am and always will be average.
They say I am just average. I don’t believe that. I am extraordinary, I am amazing, I am witty and fun and crazy and out there. I am everything but average. I don’t know why people have to label people. Those who believe they are average will never accomplish anything.
average. that’s what i am. what i always have been. its a painful realization really. i always dreamt of being something else. of being extraordinary. maybe not beautiful but pretty. maybe not genius but smart. maybe not artistic but thrifty. anything but average.
Who’s to say what “average” actually is? There is no definite answer to this question because it is all truly in the eyes of the beholder. I know that sounds dumb, but I could be completely average to one person and stand out to someone else. So who is to say that someone is average? There’s one answer to this. No one. Absolutely no one.
Average. Brown hair, brown eyes, 5’4”, 115 lb. Average. B student. Always follows the rules and keeps her head down. Average. Has a few friends. Average. A weak person surrounded by strong-willed others. A girl afraid to express her strangeness, keeping her depravity hidden. Average. A bystander in a deadly friendship, too afraid to speak up. Average. A victim of a car wreck.
That’s what I am. Simple, normal, nothing special. So to think that you could have feelings for me is ridiculous. You’re magnificent, unusual in the most wonderful ways. I shouldn’t want you for my own, but I do.
gravity has an average of 9/m^2 but gravity doesnt average. it is exact with no air risistance.
Average. Meaning not necessarily superior, but also not at all sub-par. Synonymous to par, or breaking even.
This word isn’t in my vocabulary. I am sooooooooooooo not _____________. This shouldn’t even be word. I mean if everyone was just____________, then where do we get self expression. I know i did not take all of those music lessons for nothing. It’s because I wanted to be different! Then I realized no one is ___________. Therefore, this word is my ememy. for confusing me, but is my friend because it brought me to discover music………..
Blue eyes, brown hair. 5’4. Average for a girl my age and ethnicity. Nothing special, nothing unusual, nothing original about how God made me. Only my personality differs me from the millions of identicals. And I made that myself.
That’s what I am. Simple, normal, nothing special. So to think that you could have feelings for me is utterly ridiculous. You’re magnificent, unusual in the most wonderful ways. I shouldn’t want you but I do.
My midterm scores are all average but I’m satisfied with it. Much better than a failing grade. Still have to study study study to have a higher mark in the finals.
All the people around me who think more highly of themself are truely just average.
makes me feellike i want to be more than i am. no-one should be happy with being average. it also makes me think of cricket. I like cricket. All the lovely stats and figures. It almost sounds french? probably is a french word to be fair. Am I being at all interssant?
I will not accepts a agerage day oh no take that away as i act..you see the taking away of the average is in the act so i shall take off my average hat bring my power from the back an act ..and then act some more for average is not what I have in store i shall act!
Most everything is this but such is life. Life is so… average. Each day every where people are all the same, all dull and gray. Please, some color, some savior form this boredom.
“Holy crap, that one is outta here,” Joey called.
Pushkin ran around the bases like a foll, twitching this way and that as the rest of the boys ran out to try to find the ball. They never did end up finding it.
My life is average. I don’t do anything out of the ordinary usually. I just sit and think about how average I am sometimes. I think about how average my life is, will be, and how it will never change. Average to me means getting older, growing up, having kids, settling down. I don’t want to be average. I want to be extraordinary. Average is just average. Average is what you settle for, not what you strive for.
average is the mean of all pieces of information, data, and other things. it takes into account the most extreme and the most simple. it is considered by many to be the norm, the accepted, the most familiar. whether it be manners, patterns, procedures or clothes.
not your average joe’s is actually rather average. But, that doesn’t matter because we’re all going there after work today. It’s been a long week, quite average, but long because we aren’t used to working, let alone working a five-day week. Yes, we are teachers; no, we don’t work in the summer, which is quite above average, awesome actually. Teaching is not your average profession
It doesn’t exist. There is no such thing as ‘average’! It is mind’s ‘maya-creation’ – we think it’s real, but it doesn’t exist. The average student, the average housewife, the average age… a figure that points to a nebulous space that we can’t pin down, except by coming to an imprecise figure.
It was an average day at work. James stopped by my cubical at 9:15 am to ask me to dinner and I declined-again. He just wouldn’t get a hint through that red headed head of his. I would never date him. Not until I found out what happened to my brother. Not until I found Michael.
average is the crack of society.
The average guy. There’s nothing too special about him, nothing about him that one can really make fun of for too long. The average girl. Pretty, but only in glancing. Can hold a conversation, but the words are not remarked upon afterward. Put the two together, make the two fall in love, and they are anything but average. There is nothing more illuminating than love in terms of one’s special attributes that were hidden before.
I have no clue what average is do you know what it is
My average for touch typing is 27 wpm and i am really proud of that. I love touch typing. It is fun.
Being average is boring. It’s dull. I would never want to be average. the key word to live by should be eccentric..crazy..weird..that is what one’s life should be. Average is normal and bleak. Why should one go through life living and being like everybody else. The key to a happy life isn;t being average..it’s being eccentric.
i got an average score i had my average snack
uh the average of 5+5 i don’t know what it actually means i need help
me.
My life is average. Your life is average. But is average really what we want in life? At the end of the day or at the end of my life will I say, “Wow, what an average life…I am so glad that I lived a mediocre and average life.” I believe I will want above average; whatever the definition for above average will be for me.
a word. just one word that sets things in the middle. people are stuck there. few go beyond. it’s just a word. a symbol for set standards. who even makes the cut as average? is the average even worth it? no. average is “normally” wrong.
Average is what i strive not to be. sadly, i most likely am extremely. it’s terrible. who wants to be? i wish everyithing not to be. average is scarier than anything else. average is what i used to think everyone else was.
Average is a borring thing.. It’s being like anybody else and noone should be like that.. Instead thay should stand out and be them selves.. That’s what it’s all about.. The world would be a borring place.
Average: The tendency to be alike to most people of your social group, right? Well I don’t want to be that. I don’t want to settle for average, alright. To me that’s mediocre. I want to be spectacular.
Average is what you get when you add all the numbers together and divide it by however many numbers there are. People can be described as average. Many things can be described as average, like “this is an average book” meaning it’s not EXCITING but it’s not b-o-r-i-n-g.
Average is something I don’t want to be. I don’t want to be that number in the middle. I don’t really want to be the number on top either, but the middle is definitely not for me. I can be so much more than that. I can exceed the curse of mediocrity
a word. just one word that sets things in the middle. people are stuck there. few go beyond. it’s just a word. who even makes the cut as average? is the average even worth it? no. average is “normally” wrong.
I consider myself more than average…or at leAST i can be. There are times when i can can go above and beyond but that rarely happens and it pisses me off….im an underachiever most of the time but i have so much potential. sometimes it would just be nice to have motivation….
I stopped to think what to write. Then, I realised everything i had to say would be cliched and predictable. Average even.