in one hundred years there won’t be many of us left, the ones of us who are alive now. but the people who are alive then will be looking at the same stars as us, listening to the same songs as us, walking the same streets, eating the same foods, feeling the same emotions. don’t you think that’s strange? don’t you find that hard to understand?
One hundred years had passed since the biggest war of the world. Llamas vs. Alpacas. I mean, alpacas, the cousins of the llamas, just never got as much attention, and they didn’t think that was fair at all. I don’t really blame them.
At the turn of the century, a lot has changed. I’ve met some of my best friends in the 2000’s. Mostly I think I would’ve been better off if I never met them in the first place. Now I know what I’m missing. Ha!
the century was about to end when the little gitl saved the world and everything was all right agen and she had a new home to live and she lived happly without a dout in the world for the rest of her life .. :) the end
like the endless time passing by, those years that are lost and cannot be reclaimed by ancestors. I have not lived to see a full one, and probably never will, but don’t think i’d want to.
what has changed in this past century? on the surface, maybe, but underneath there always has been and always will be the same age-old problems. and if they’re age-old, we know about them so need to make a change.
I think of the universe. I don’t know why. I know a century is a hundred years but I can’t help but think of outter-space. I can’t imagine living for a whole century.
This century is full of innovations. It also has its problems, unfortunately. Why can’t we just progress? Because mistakes help us learn. We should’ve learned by now…maybe that’s the point.
It passed at a vast rate, before she knew it, the trees have grown, reaching feet above her…the grave that marked her death had been laid there for centuries…only small animals trample there now, no one even remembered her name.
It had been centuries since she’d seen him. Living through lifetime after lifetime, she’d never forgotten him. How strange, to see him just the same — blue eyes, brown hair, a quirk to his mouth like he was always in the middle of a jinx.
This century is so young. What will we know when we’re older? When we can’t tie our own shoes any more? I don’t know. I just count the millenia, hoping that they’ll go by.
“Excuse me, miss. How do I get to Century 21?” Normally Sidney would keep walking but the man was old.
“Walk down Broadway and make a left when you hit Dey St.”
“Thank you. By the way you don’t happen to know a Lane Parker do you?”
Sidney continued on her way and then stopped.
“Lane Parker is my father.”
This past 100 years has brought growth, both socially and technically, to the world that will never be understood. Our lives have changed completely, some for the better, and now our systems have been irrepably changed.
There are few times in modern history that we’ve advanced so quickly.
a hundred years. some people live a century. the 20th century was full of strange and exciting events. today, it is the 21st century. I was born in the 20th century.
A century past, only 100 years and already I can’t picture it. Change just keeps gaining momentum. When will it hit its apex? When will the world break out in chaos until change gradually slows to an inevitable halt?
i think of a rhinosaurus. i don’t know why. a century is a hundred years and i’m thinking of a grey wrinkled creature? they have giant feet. I wouldn’t want to be crushed. That horn of theirs is giant!
the century has its media, the media have their centuries like centaurs dripping medium sized centuries and all and all and us and all will have like centaurs their centuries
It’s interesting to think about how much I’ve changed over just the past few years. I used to think that one song, 100 Years, by Five for Fighting, was just sort of overly cute and happy-sounding, but now I really like it. That probably seems insignificant, but to me, the shift is massive.
One would think, I could be set free, wiser, smarter; able to understand the world. Be an adult. Every time I speak to you, it brings me back to the century of old memories, a place where my life began.
a century is a long, long time. a lifetime, if you’re lucky. i can’t believe that i was born in the last century. and at times wish i’d been born earlier in it, to have had more experiences in both. my kids will think i’m so old when i say i was born in not just the last century, but the last millennium.
this is a 100 years. Time is marked in centuries. we are currently in the 21st century. I however was born in the 20th century. That sounds like I am really old. But it is a bit special to have lived in 2 centuries. That will be it though!
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Of course many things can happen in a century. You could be born, you could die, and you could learn how to cook bacon all in the same century. Of course, centuries ago, bacon would take a few decades to heat up, as fire had not yet been invented.
“In a century, the world will change” she told him. “In a century, the sea will rise up, the trees will die and everything will turn to ash.” “I know,” He replied. “Still, let’s dance.”
100 years that just went past, a lot of people died, a couple of wars were waged, environment destroyed… not really a good time for humanity :/ Lets try again!
as a kid i though it was amazing that my grandparents were born in the previous century–good lord that was ancient history. and now i find myself shocked hwnen my own kids say wasn’t that back in the 1900s?
i really didnt care about living at the change of the century. i dont know if anyone really does. nothing special happened because of it, although I guess it gave a pretty cool plotline for futurama. what a good show.
“When I was a child,” she said slowly, living to a century was a great achievement. Few people did it. You could count them. Now,” she said, “you can count the ones who don’t. Times have changed.”
The turn of the century is coming, she told him. When are you gonna decide? I can’t wait for you forever. And you’re running out of time. You said you were gonna love me; they’d write stories about us; but the turn of the century is coming, and yet you haven’t decided.
One century has 100 years. Such a long long time. I wonder what can happen in such a long time. WHAT WILL I DO? will i get married? will i have kids? A career? What am i going to be remembered for after one century?
in one hundred years there won’t be many of us left, the ones of us who are alive now. but the people who are alive then will be looking at the same stars as us, listening to the same songs as us, walking the same streets, eating the same foods, feeling the same emotions. don’t you think that’s strange? don’t you find that hard to understand?
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One hundred years had passed since the biggest war of the world. Llamas vs. Alpacas. I mean, alpacas, the cousins of the llamas, just never got as much attention, and they didn’t think that was fair at all. I don’t really blame them.
At the turn of the century, a lot has changed. I’ve met some of my best friends in the 2000’s. Mostly I think I would’ve been better off if I never met them in the first place. Now I know what I’m missing. Ha!
A hundred years. A really long time. Old people. History. Young people. later.
the century was about to end when the little gitl saved the world and everything was all right agen and she had a new home to live and she lived happly without a dout in the world for the rest of her life .. :) the end
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like the endless time passing by, those years that are lost and cannot be reclaimed by ancestors. I have not lived to see a full one, and probably never will, but don’t think i’d want to.
CENTURY…strange word if you ask me. last time i checked, a cent was only worth one!!! and whats a ‘tury’ anyway???
She stumbled over the pile of broken stone and useless rubble that lay on the ground, cursing as her toe scraped the edge of one of the bricks.
what has changed in this past century? on the surface, maybe, but underneath there always has been and always will be the same age-old problems. and if they’re age-old, we know about them so need to make a change.
I think of the universe. I don’t know why. I know a century is a hundred years but I can’t help but think of outter-space. I can’t imagine living for a whole century.
This century is full of innovations. It also has its problems, unfortunately. Why can’t we just progress? Because mistakes help us learn. We should’ve learned by now…maybe that’s the point.
It passed at a vast rate, before she knew it, the trees have grown, reaching feet above her…the grave that marked her death had been laid there for centuries…only small animals trample there now, no one even remembered her name.
It had been centuries since she’d seen him. Living through lifetime after lifetime, she’d never forgotten him. How strange, to see him just the same — blue eyes, brown hair, a quirk to his mouth like he was always in the middle of a jinx.
This century is so young. What will we know when we’re older? When we can’t tie our own shoes any more? I don’t know. I just count the millenia, hoping that they’ll go by.
“Excuse me, miss. How do I get to Century 21?” Normally Sidney would keep walking but the man was old.
“Walk down Broadway and make a left when you hit Dey St.”
“Thank you. By the way you don’t happen to know a Lane Parker do you?”
Sidney continued on her way and then stopped.
“Lane Parker is my father.”
This past 100 years has brought growth, both socially and technically, to the world that will never be understood. Our lives have changed completely, some for the better, and now our systems have been irrepably changed.
There are few times in modern history that we’ve advanced so quickly.
Is a very long time. Longer than you think. Why, in 1910, half the things we have now were but a vision in the eye of the mind, if anything at all.
But the funny thing is, 100 years is nothing compared to Earth history,
century is the exact time between the question and the realization that the question had been the answer all along- Baolo Goelhio
a hundred years. some people live a century. the 20th century was full of strange and exciting events. today, it is the 21st century. I was born in the 20th century.
A century past, only 100 years and already I can’t picture it. Change just keeps gaining momentum. When will it hit its apex? When will the world break out in chaos until change gradually slows to an inevitable halt?
i think of a rhinosaurus. i don’t know why. a century is a hundred years and i’m thinking of a grey wrinkled creature? they have giant feet. I wouldn’t want to be crushed. That horn of theirs is giant!
the century has its media, the media have their centuries like centaurs dripping medium sized centuries and all and all and us and all will have like centaurs their centuries
It’s interesting to think about how much I’ve changed over just the past few years. I used to think that one song, 100 Years, by Five for Fighting, was just sort of overly cute and happy-sounding, but now I really like it. That probably seems insignificant, but to me, the shift is massive.
One would think, I could be set free, wiser, smarter; able to understand the world. Be an adult. Every time I speak to you, it brings me back to the century of old memories, a place where my life began.
a century is a long, long time. a lifetime, if you’re lucky. i can’t believe that i was born in the last century. and at times wish i’d been born earlier in it, to have had more experiences in both. my kids will think i’m so old when i say i was born in not just the last century, but the last millennium.
this is a 100 years. Time is marked in centuries. we are currently in the 21st century. I however was born in the 20th century. That sounds like I am really old. But it is a bit special to have lived in 2 centuries. That will be it though!
There are
Of course many things can happen in a century. You could be born, you could die, and you could learn how to cook bacon all in the same century. Of course, centuries ago, bacon would take a few decades to heat up, as fire had not yet been invented.
“In a century, the world will change” she told him. “In a century, the sea will rise up, the trees will die and everything will turn to ash.” “I know,” He replied. “Still, let’s dance.”
100 years that just went past, a lot of people died, a couple of wars were waged, environment destroyed… not really a good time for humanity :/ Lets try again!
as a kid i though it was amazing that my grandparents were born in the previous century–good lord that was ancient history. and now i find myself shocked hwnen my own kids say wasn’t that back in the 1900s?
i really didnt care about living at the change of the century. i dont know if anyone really does. nothing special happened because of it, although I guess it gave a pretty cool plotline for futurama. what a good show.
100 years can cone and go but I’ll be here. And I’ll be thinking of you. And I’ll nevr stop. I hope you can say the same..
century. wish i could live a whole century, just to see how the world changes. and give my worldly knowledge(:
“When I was a child,” she said slowly, living to a century was a great achievement. Few people did it. You could count them. Now,” she said, “you can count the ones who don’t. Times have changed.”
It was the biggest moment of this century, one that would be remembered for all enternity
The turn of the century is coming, she told him. When are you gonna decide? I can’t wait for you forever. And you’re running out of time. You said you were gonna love me; they’d write stories about us; but the turn of the century is coming, and yet you haven’t decided.
freedom for palestine people now!Rafael
One century has 100 years. Such a long long time. I wonder what can happen in such a long time. WHAT WILL I DO? will i get married? will i have kids? A career? What am i going to be remembered for after one century?