like on a credit card or are you talking about a child. which actually are connected somewhere down the line any way. So you need to teach your charge how to charge correctlly or you might end up in court facing some kind of charge.
i am all charged up about this assignment, charge is a concept in physics, as well as in psychology. my phone is always running out of battery, leading to the need to charge it.
there is also the economic concept of charge, which tells you how much things cost.
When most people try to take charge, they find themselves more last than before they had started. Interestingly enough the idea of taking charge is strong enough to outweigh the fact that the direction of that charge is irrelevant. This signifies that the person gives more weightage to the fact that he/she was able to get up and do something than the actual content of what was done. Before you know it, they need to be recharged.
The charge of the light brigade is my favourite Tennyson poem and when you say charge all i remember is him and this awesome poem. the charge of the brave 600 is comparable to the mighty charge of the spartan 300 in the movie 300.
I am all charged up to obtain what I want in life. Love, career, money, friends, hobbies and my craft. It’s all about getting one’s own charge up. Nobody else can do it for us. Time to charge it up. :)
computer is slow like its charging up. have to wait until i can grab the keys to the next car. the chick in front of me is chewing gum, slow. kids running everywhere. frigging animals are pushing displays over. mother chews on, mule watching over her offspring, not caring.
I take charge and force my people to listen. I take charge and convince my people that it will all be okay. We are one, and we must charge into battle and defeat these demons that are hunting us. We are strong and will succeed in destroying those that seek to destroy us.
The wind charged the field, toppling the grain with naught but aggression, though it met little resistance. Danny watched the battle ambivalently from the porch, sighing when his gaze shifted to the incoming clouds. So much for harvesting tomorrow.
He charged me for the unpaid waffles. “But I didn’t order waffles….” I said. He replied with, “well, somebody has to pay for them, and I think that somebody should be you considering you’re the only person in the restaurant…” The look on his face was so convincing. He truly believed I was the only one that existed besides himself at this point in time. But when I looked all around me, the room was filled with people.
He left me in charge of his heart. His soul he didn’t have one. That he’d left with his true love. But me? As always, I was the sidey. He came back to me each time he knew he needed someone to take charge of his life. Me. The sidey. Could I charge him for all the pain?
They charged at each other with huge swords ready to slaughter each other as soon as they could. They ran and ran as fast as their legs would carry them. Soon they were battling each other. And one killed the other.
I decided to take charge of the situation. Watching someone so innocent believing wholeheartedly in a lie was too much, so I let the truth out, and in doing so, betrayed one of the few that actually has something of an understanding of my existence. It was sincere, yet surreal at the same time. It’s not easy to make your world turn upside down, but sometimes, it’s for the better to let go, sit back, and watch as things unfold.
At the command we rushed forward. We were blind to the danger and all we could see was glory. the horses powerful legs pumped beneath me and i held my weapon up. All at once both sides crashed together and my blade met the shoulder of an unfortunate young man.
she charged ahead with no resolve, no thought, no time. she worked towards her dream, her destiny with all her last dying breath…she hoped that it would be enough.
what is the point in being in charge, when you’re in charge of a big fat load of nothing?
you can have all the power in the world, but everything means nothing if there is no one to share it with. control, order, “charge”… what does it matter anyway?
why do we always have to be in control? what’s wrong with letting things go on their own.
find a partner who will love you, don’t try and control him. love. im done.
Power up the battery I’m running out of juice. Power up the battery the charge is breaking loose. Charge and drain charge and drain. Something Gota give all the work and no power is no way to live. Lead the charge nose to the grind stone. Break through the wall that blocks the finish. Charge and drain. Charge and drain.
battery phone charger plugs into wall socket electricity power function running low 0% battery running for your charger bull red bull chase in italy or mexico somewhere with the bulls and suicidal maniacs running away from the bulls in red cltothing yeah like that CHARGEE for NARNIA
There is a positive and negative charge to batteries. Some places charge a lot for cheap things. Animals charge in herds. charge it to my card. charge your body by sleeping, im done.
He charged. Without thinking, he charged. Running full tilt towards the computer, he began to feel a little bit silly. So what if the charger wasn’t working? It wasn’t the end of the world. He was going to crash into a perfectly functional computer, for no good reason.
Taking charge is easier said than done. For the natural leader, taking charge is enjoyable. But for others, we struggle with the idea of taking charge. When one takes charge, one walks on the fine line of leading their cohorts to success or leading them to failure.
Relax. Recharge. Replenish. Somehow I never give myself enough time to recharge after a day or working super hard. My mind is always traveling at a million miles per hour and I never take time to just relax and be myself. This seems kind of like a daily writing. Just a minute and I can get my thoughts down on the paper. A minute. I can do that. And easy way to beak my Writer’s Block and get charged up.
charge can mean so many things. charging you phone, thats what i think about first. cause my phone dominates my fucking life and i basically need it to survive. and now i rely on it, which is so sad. cause sometimes its noce to feel disconnected. then theres to charge at sometthing, to charge at life with ambition, to attack, and go full force. thats what charge means. maybe theyre related. maybe theyre not.
i need to take charge. she needs to take charge. he needs to take charge. you need to take charge. they need to take charge. we need to take charge . but no one is strong enough to realize how good they really are. no one is smart enough to realize they are worth it. we don’t realize we can stand tall. We Will Never Take Charge.
I am a charger. I charge at rams. I like to show my charger pride. I go to Carroll High school. There are a lot of mean people there, but idgaf. The school isn’t that bad, cause we have a good art program. that is all i really like though. The food is good.
The charge down the hill was riotious. They really threw themselves into the task and many came away sporting bumps, bruises and damaged limbs. It was amazing how much damage was caused by the participants running into or over each other. They seemed to throw off all sense of danger and all caution at the top of the hill and just roared down.
that’s it…i’m going to take charge of this whole situation. here i go. ready to take that leap. of faith. arms open wide. eyes closed. here i come. i’m in control…and i’ll say what comes next in the book of my life. i’m the boss…and if i want to see what will happen with you…whether i fall in love or fall apart…it will be me who is in charge of it…not you.
Take charge. Go forth. You gallant horse. Walk, meet forth ahead of you a destiny. A young man dressed in black garments. With blue eyes, he sees past you, and you at him. A fair lady behind him. You take heed. Observe them, feel them. They are your fate.
The light glowing from her hand was undeniably blue, sending flickering shadows across the harsh planes of her face. She smiled at me sardonically.
“I wouldn’t wish this upon anyone,” she confided gloatingly. The electrical charge crackled with ominous power.
He charged it to his bill. His company was going to hate him after this convention, but he didn’t care. They didn’t really pay him enough to begin with, so this was his “christmas bonus” the company had stopped giving them a few years back.
My senses were charged. I tapped the bricks, but then it came to me. A voice, my own, in my head telling me to move to the right. My fingers felt around the bricks, and into the crevices of crumbling grout.
“Count up three, it’s there once you pry the stone loose.”
The silly thing was, I didn’t know what was waiting for me behind it. Salvation, perhaps. I went with it. The brick came loose after a bit of struggle. Do I reach my hand in…that was the next thought. Here goes nothing.
There was total silence. No one stirred as they stood on the hilltop, staring down at their enemies’ camp. It was nearly dawn. There time was limited. They had to attack before anyone woke up and spotted them.
The young general stood at the front of his army, trembling. He pressed his lips together.
Taking charge is the core of any person. Assertiveness is what is accumulated in taking charge. With out doing so, a person can not live life abundantly. They will always be left to settle for second best; never succeeding.
The laser beam was charging in order to gain all of the power stored up in the ships reserves. This was the final chance that the captain had in order to save himself and his crew.
like on a credit card or are you talking about a child. which actually are connected somewhere down the line any way. So you need to teach your charge how to charge correctlly or you might end up in court facing some kind of charge.
i am all charged up about this assignment, charge is a concept in physics, as well as in psychology. my phone is always running out of battery, leading to the need to charge it.
there is also the economic concept of charge, which tells you how much things cost.
When most people try to take charge, they find themselves more last than before they had started. Interestingly enough the idea of taking charge is strong enough to outweigh the fact that the direction of that charge is irrelevant. This signifies that the person gives more weightage to the fact that he/she was able to get up and do something than the actual content of what was done. Before you know it, they need to be recharged.
The charge of the light brigade is my favourite Tennyson poem and when you say charge all i remember is him and this awesome poem. the charge of the brave 600 is comparable to the mighty charge of the spartan 300 in the movie 300.
I am all charged up to obtain what I want in life. Love, career, money, friends, hobbies and my craft. It’s all about getting one’s own charge up. Nobody else can do it for us. Time to charge it up. :)
computer is slow like its charging up. have to wait until i can grab the keys to the next car. the chick in front of me is chewing gum, slow. kids running everywhere. frigging animals are pushing displays over. mother chews on, mule watching over her offspring, not caring.
i slap. SHE GETS IT. watch your kids.
Charge! Says Sam to his gang as they run towards the boy who stole his cupcake.
I take charge and force my people to listen. I take charge and convince my people that it will all be okay. We are one, and we must charge into battle and defeat these demons that are hunting us. We are strong and will succeed in destroying those that seek to destroy us.
Electricity. Everything hurts.
The sky is pale gray, and streaks of lightning strikes across the sky.
He laughs.
This is perfection.
The wind charged the field, toppling the grain with naught but aggression, though it met little resistance. Danny watched the battle ambivalently from the porch, sighing when his gaze shifted to the incoming clouds. So much for harvesting tomorrow.
rest and let yourself think. you are wearing yourself thin my dear, you can see it behind your eyes.
He charged me for the unpaid waffles. “But I didn’t order waffles….” I said. He replied with, “well, somebody has to pay for them, and I think that somebody should be you considering you’re the only person in the restaurant…” The look on his face was so convincing. He truly believed I was the only one that existed besides himself at this point in time. But when I looked all around me, the room was filled with people.
He left me in charge of his heart. His soul he didn’t have one. That he’d left with his true love. But me? As always, I was the sidey. He came back to me each time he knew he needed someone to take charge of his life. Me. The sidey. Could I charge him for all the pain?
They charged at each other with huge swords ready to slaughter each other as soon as they could. They ran and ran as fast as their legs would carry them. Soon they were battling each other. And one killed the other.
I decided to take charge of the situation. Watching someone so innocent believing wholeheartedly in a lie was too much, so I let the truth out, and in doing so, betrayed one of the few that actually has something of an understanding of my existence. It was sincere, yet surreal at the same time. It’s not easy to make your world turn upside down, but sometimes, it’s for the better to let go, sit back, and watch as things unfold.
living life is not about being entertained.
charge forth and be in the real moment.
At the command we rushed forward. We were blind to the danger and all we could see was glory. the horses powerful legs pumped beneath me and i held my weapon up. All at once both sides crashed together and my blade met the shoulder of an unfortunate young man.
she charged ahead with no resolve, no thought, no time. she worked towards her dream, her destiny with all her last dying breath…she hoped that it would be enough.
what is the point in being in charge, when you’re in charge of a big fat load of nothing?
you can have all the power in the world, but everything means nothing if there is no one to share it with. control, order, “charge”… what does it matter anyway?
why do we always have to be in control? what’s wrong with letting things go on their own.
find a partner who will love you, don’t try and control him. love. im done.
Power up the battery I’m running out of juice. Power up the battery the charge is breaking loose. Charge and drain charge and drain. Something Gota give all the work and no power is no way to live. Lead the charge nose to the grind stone. Break through the wall that blocks the finish. Charge and drain. Charge and drain.
battery phone charger plugs into wall socket electricity power function running low 0% battery running for your charger bull red bull chase in italy or mexico somewhere with the bulls and suicidal maniacs running away from the bulls in red cltothing yeah like that CHARGEE for NARNIA
There is a positive and negative charge to batteries. Some places charge a lot for cheap things. Animals charge in herds. charge it to my card. charge your body by sleeping, im done.
cell phone. money. bill. no! control. electric. refill. energy. master. unreasonable. can I waive?
He charged. Without thinking, he charged. Running full tilt towards the computer, he began to feel a little bit silly. So what if the charger wasn’t working? It wasn’t the end of the world. He was going to crash into a perfectly functional computer, for no good reason.
Taking charge is easier said than done. For the natural leader, taking charge is enjoyable. But for others, we struggle with the idea of taking charge. When one takes charge, one walks on the fine line of leading their cohorts to success or leading them to failure.
Relax. Recharge. Replenish. Somehow I never give myself enough time to recharge after a day or working super hard. My mind is always traveling at a million miles per hour and I never take time to just relax and be myself. This seems kind of like a daily writing. Just a minute and I can get my thoughts down on the paper. A minute. I can do that. And easy way to beak my Writer’s Block and get charged up.
charge can mean so many things. charging you phone, thats what i think about first. cause my phone dominates my fucking life and i basically need it to survive. and now i rely on it, which is so sad. cause sometimes its noce to feel disconnected. then theres to charge at sometthing, to charge at life with ambition, to attack, and go full force. thats what charge means. maybe theyre related. maybe theyre not.
i need to take charge. she needs to take charge. he needs to take charge. you need to take charge. they need to take charge. we need to take charge . but no one is strong enough to realize how good they really are. no one is smart enough to realize they are worth it. we don’t realize we can stand tall. We Will Never Take Charge.
I am a charger. I charge at rams. I like to show my charger pride. I go to Carroll High school. There are a lot of mean people there, but idgaf. The school isn’t that bad, cause we have a good art program. that is all i really like though. The food is good.
The charge down the hill was riotious. They really threw themselves into the task and many came away sporting bumps, bruises and damaged limbs. It was amazing how much damage was caused by the participants running into or over each other. They seemed to throw off all sense of danger and all caution at the top of the hill and just roared down.
charging ahead like horses. running very fast. attacking something. moving forward rapidly.
that’s it…i’m going to take charge of this whole situation. here i go. ready to take that leap. of faith. arms open wide. eyes closed. here i come. i’m in control…and i’ll say what comes next in the book of my life. i’m the boss…and if i want to see what will happen with you…whether i fall in love or fall apart…it will be me who is in charge of it…not you.
Take charge. Go forth. You gallant horse. Walk, meet forth ahead of you a destiny. A young man dressed in black garments. With blue eyes, he sees past you, and you at him. A fair lady behind him. You take heed. Observe them, feel them. They are your fate.
The light glowing from her hand was undeniably blue, sending flickering shadows across the harsh planes of her face. She smiled at me sardonically.
“I wouldn’t wish this upon anyone,” she confided gloatingly. The electrical charge crackled with ominous power.
He charged it to his bill. His company was going to hate him after this convention, but he didn’t care. They didn’t really pay him enough to begin with, so this was his “christmas bonus” the company had stopped giving them a few years back.
My senses were charged. I tapped the bricks, but then it came to me. A voice, my own, in my head telling me to move to the right. My fingers felt around the bricks, and into the crevices of crumbling grout.
“Count up three, it’s there once you pry the stone loose.”
The silly thing was, I didn’t know what was waiting for me behind it. Salvation, perhaps. I went with it. The brick came loose after a bit of struggle. Do I reach my hand in…that was the next thought. Here goes nothing.
i don’t know where i’m going
but i might as well charge along headfirst
because it’s probably better than here
There was total silence. No one stirred as they stood on the hilltop, staring down at their enemies’ camp. It was nearly dawn. There time was limited. They had to attack before anyone woke up and spotted them.
The young general stood at the front of his army, trembling. He pressed his lips together.
He couldn’t do it. He couldn’t give the order.
Taking charge is the core of any person. Assertiveness is what is accumulated in taking charge. With out doing so, a person can not live life abundantly. They will always be left to settle for second best; never succeeding.
The laser beam was charging in order to gain all of the power stored up in the ships reserves. This was the final chance that the captain had in order to save himself and his crew.