c. o. u. r. s. e. 6 letters. finite possibilities in speech, infinite possibilities in expression. we are we and i am you and you are me and love is all around. of course.
stay it. travel it. traverse it. of course. off course. on course. if your course leads you to the other end of the earth, i will be sad. if my course moves me in a direction opposite to the one you’re on, i will feel uncertain. but i will do my best to trust that all is as it should be. and i will love unconditionally all the while.
course – well I’ve just applied to Oxford to do a course of English and French. just had an interview actually. there was a really cute guy there. i hope he doesn’t think I’m strange. hmmm. this is a lot less serious or poetic or whatever than what i usually write but i guess it’s honest at least. i usually don’t finish in time. course just isn’t really inspiring me, i think it’s the link with the word ‘work’
In truth, I followed the course quite well. Each line, I stayed in. Each boundary I made sure not to crash. For surely, colliding with any of these established boundaries meant certain pain or dead, either in a collision with a wall or with another.
But can it be so bad? I do not know what happens because I’ve never done it.
i didnt say anything but go and they didnt move. they just sat around yelling obsanities to me throught there noses and ears. ididnt say anythign back, i stood there and looked at them. disgust couaring through my veins, and dumbfoundedness leaking from my eyelids. it didnt seem to get to them that i was there and existed, it only seemed to reach the short sqaut guy in the back row and he was clearly listening. he started running and he tripped over his fears onto the edge of the platform. They would have luaghed at him except they werent listening..
My course of life is so much different than I imagined as a young child. I never expected to be 18 and pregnant. I never thought I’d be one of those girls who got pregnant right after High School, but here I am.
In the COURSE of human events, coarse things have happened. Of course, these things were right on course with the things that had to happen, should have happened, didn’t happen, etc.
of course, i”m moving through her now, thoughts not emotions bind us together and in this instance I’m thinking how can I be this close to her yet so far. She nestles into my neck increasing the flow and I can’t imagine what shes thinking right now, does she want to leave me and stay after what I’ve done. Can she sense the subtle change in the way I move when I get up to get a glass of water and close the bedroom door.
The river took to its own course, rushing around the feet of giants and creeping through the dead of night, weaving an elegant pattern through field and hill, and carrying eager minnows who know no concept of home, or hope, or solitude, but merely stay focused, stay strong, as they flit about without aim toward a destination they will never reach.
I would really like to get my grades back for my classes. I fail to understand how long it can take to grade a few finals and then calculate a score. I mean, honestly. It’s getting ridiculous. I’m sure that my nearly religious checking of the grades site isn’t helping matters much either, but still. I would really like to know how I did.
of course that would be my first word. take a course of action, for god’s sake dante. coarse – as in mother’s actions toward little girls growing up. course as in the college c’s i never took, and as such don’t have all those oh-so-delicious letters after my last name. and the oo’s
I took a course on Japanese last summer in order to travel there on a foreign exchange course. My brother, of course, had just gotten a job that required him to mover there and I wasn’t about to miss out on the excitement of a new life.
This is it? This is the course that I’m supposed to follow? Well, screw that. I don’t like this path. It’s no good.
This is definitely no good. I’m sorry, but this is just not right for me.
The adrenaline coursed through my veins. A looming object was lurking around the corner, and now was advancing slowly. It’s wet footsteps made my heart skip two beats, then three. Any more and I wouldn’t live for much longer.
Grimly I held my brick and waited.
of course i believe you, of course it is true, why would it be any other way? of course i still love you – i told you that before. is nothing certain anymore, of course it is, i have to belive it is true!
of course i love you my kind sir who i’d love to have tea with…you know you believe me you jerk.
i do love you and i do care about you
but sometimes i just wish that you would understand the journey of our relationship and how this passion cannot be put to rest by me or you and i want you to realized that. Am I so selfish that i want that for the both of us.
The course of any path is not always straight. A cliche idea, but a true one, nevertheless. What is destiny, is there a set course that steers a person through life? Do we build our own pathway? Is there an underlining road that can be altered by our own thoughts and actions?
s and i took the course of antibiotics. i completed mine in two weeks but he didn’t believe in ABs so he stayed in bed, watched tv and kept his laptop by his side. Of course, I dropped in every now and then to check on him. He hasn’t recovered and is stubborn about starting the course of Ab’s.
the course of my existence is one that is very hard to follow. As a child i was constantly berated. I was beaten and thrown to the wolves while my father followed after a she wolf that promised great things. All of her ideals were flawed. The prostitution to the money. it was all a terrible thing to believe in, but my father did.
course. oh of course i wont be able to pass my course this semester. i got off course when i stopped going to class. that may be a problem, you know not turning in the assignments and all…kinda makes you fail n shit.
Of course you said you would be there, after you ran that errand. You never showed up, when I waited three hours under that tree. Where did your “errand” take you? You didn’t have to lie.
the road i travel, or the path laid out for me. by choice or coercion? i’m not sure. who told me to get on this road? my ego or my bane? sometimes i want to jump off other times i am compelled to continue. most of the time i am just tired.
Of course my luck is always shitty. Never won a lottery, raffle, of course. I took on course on how to better my odds but of course it was only for betting, which i didn’t do anyway.
i am taking a course on real estate. i don;t really want to do that for the rest of my life, but my options are lmited. i want to play music, record, and travel. i don’t want to get old.
of course this happened. of course i am confused. of course it is all my fault, but of course i will blame it on you. of course i don’t know what will happen, but if it happens without you, there won’t be a course for me. i’ll be off course. of course.
the coarse of action everyone takes shows who they are and what they will become. the coarse a student takes can change their life. the chosen coarse of action a parents has molds her children.
Of course i don’t always know, but it doesn’t mean that i’m not on course. Being on course might mean to you that i should commit to a course to further my studies, but of course i can’t get the admin sorted or worked out. Cause and effect?
c. o. u. r. s. e. 6 letters. finite possibilities in speech, infinite possibilities in expression. we are we and i am you and you are me and love is all around. of course.
stay it. travel it. traverse it. of course. off course. on course. if your course leads you to the other end of the earth, i will be sad. if my course moves me in a direction opposite to the one you’re on, i will feel uncertain. but i will do my best to trust that all is as it should be. and i will love unconditionally all the while.
course – well I’ve just applied to Oxford to do a course of English and French. just had an interview actually. there was a really cute guy there. i hope he doesn’t think I’m strange. hmmm. this is a lot less serious or poetic or whatever than what i usually write but i guess it’s honest at least. i usually don’t finish in time. course just isn’t really inspiring me, i think it’s the link with the word ‘work’
The way. To learning. Of.
Not coarse, not curse.
Thinking of golf, of the road not taken.
Thinking, of course.
In truth, I followed the course quite well. Each line, I stayed in. Each boundary I made sure not to crash. For surely, colliding with any of these established boundaries meant certain pain or dead, either in a collision with a wall or with another.
But can it be so bad? I do not know what happens because I’ve never done it.
a matter of course. the course of events. of course.
as in, what people think of my silence. of course she doesn’t talk. that’s just how it is.
and of course i will always be boring.
does it really have to be this way??
The compass pointed north, but I always insisted on going south. I never knew why, I will never know why.
Always knowing I was making the wrong choice but insisting on seeing it out straight to it’s tragic end.
And were does it get me.
Lost, broken, drunk..
Such is the course we choose.
i didnt say anything but go and they didnt move. they just sat around yelling obsanities to me throught there noses and ears. ididnt say anythign back, i stood there and looked at them. disgust couaring through my veins, and dumbfoundedness leaking from my eyelids. it didnt seem to get to them that i was there and existed, it only seemed to reach the short sqaut guy in the back row and he was clearly listening. he started running and he tripped over his fears onto the edge of the platform. They would have luaghed at him except they werent listening..
The main course in a dinner or meal
3, 5, 7 courses
Obstacle course
Of course. I usually say that.
A different spelling would be ‘coarse’ which means rough or something like that. And I would think of hair at that point. Maybe wool.
race through me in my blood i heard the shot and we whipped through the water until i was breathing too hard to hear myself and we were at the end.
The course of life changes from person to person, but you’d be surprised how many times they overlap and intersect.
My course of life is so much different than I imagined as a young child. I never expected to be 18 and pregnant. I never thought I’d be one of those girls who got pregnant right after High School, but here I am.
In the COURSE of human events, coarse things have happened. Of course, these things were right on course with the things that had to happen, should have happened, didn’t happen, etc.
of course you’d mention it
of course you’d remind me
every time
of course you would
because it you didn’t
you wouldn’t be you
of course, i”m moving through her now, thoughts not emotions bind us together and in this instance I’m thinking how can I be this close to her yet so far. She nestles into my neck increasing the flow and I can’t imagine what shes thinking right now, does she want to leave me and stay after what I’ve done. Can she sense the subtle change in the way I move when I get up to get a glass of water and close the bedroom door.
The river took to its own course, rushing around the feet of giants and creeping through the dead of night, weaving an elegant pattern through field and hill, and carrying eager minnows who know no concept of home, or hope, or solitude, but merely stay focused, stay strong, as they flit about without aim toward a destination they will never reach.
I would really like to get my grades back for my classes. I fail to understand how long it can take to grade a few finals and then calculate a score. I mean, honestly. It’s getting ridiculous. I’m sure that my nearly religious checking of the grades site isn’t helping matters much either, but still. I would really like to know how I did.
of course that would be my first word. take a course of action, for god’s sake dante. coarse – as in mother’s actions toward little girls growing up. course as in the college c’s i never took, and as such don’t have all those oh-so-delicious letters after my last name. and the oo’s
“When in the course of hiuman events,” Jim quoted.
“Oh, shut up, “Marianne replied, not unkindly.
“Seriously, though, Mare, I do love you.”
“Thanks. I love you, too.”
“So what do we do now?”
I took a course on Japanese last summer in order to travel there on a foreign exchange course. My brother, of course, had just gotten a job that required him to mover there and I wasn’t about to miss out on the excitement of a new life.
This is it? This is the course that I’m supposed to follow? Well, screw that. I don’t like this path. It’s no good.
This is definitely no good. I’m sorry, but this is just not right for me.
The adrenaline coursed through my veins. A looming object was lurking around the corner, and now was advancing slowly. It’s wet footsteps made my heart skip two beats, then three. Any more and I wouldn’t live for much longer.
Grimly I held my brick and waited.
of course i believe you, of course it is true, why would it be any other way? of course i still love you – i told you that before. is nothing certain anymore, of course it is, i have to belive it is true!
of course i love you my kind sir who i’d love to have tea with…you know you believe me you jerk.
i do love you and i do care about you
but sometimes i just wish that you would understand the journey of our relationship and how this passion cannot be put to rest by me or you and i want you to realized that. Am I so selfish that i want that for the both of us.
what can our courses teach us?
was there one on love?
or happiness?
resentment or guilt?
life will take its course.
i know that, and i will learn from whatever and wherever it takes me next.
of course! a golf course, coarse skin, of course of course she said. indeed. wonderfully, naturally. yes.
Ofcourse?? A course is the path the river takes on its way to the sea…its also a study period in academics. and ofcourse…its also what u call
The course of any path is not always straight. A cliche idea, but a true one, nevertheless. What is destiny, is there a set course that steers a person through life? Do we build our own pathway? Is there an underlining road that can be altered by our own thoughts and actions?
No one knows, of course.
s and i took the course of antibiotics. i completed mine in two weeks but he didn’t believe in ABs so he stayed in bed, watched tv and kept his laptop by his side. Of course, I dropped in every now and then to check on him. He hasn’t recovered and is stubborn about starting the course of Ab’s.
take the course less…travelled?? haha…
the course of my existence is one that is very hard to follow. As a child i was constantly berated. I was beaten and thrown to the wolves while my father followed after a she wolf that promised great things. All of her ideals were flawed. The prostitution to the money. it was all a terrible thing to believe in, but my father did.
course. oh of course i wont be able to pass my course this semester. i got off course when i stopped going to class. that may be a problem, you know not turning in the assignments and all…kinda makes you fail n shit.
feeling like a bad grammar day.
Of course you said you would be there, after you ran that errand. You never showed up, when I waited three hours under that tree. Where did your “errand” take you? You didn’t have to lie.
A horse is a horse, of course of course.
But of course that course is coarse, of course.
the road i travel, or the path laid out for me. by choice or coercion? i’m not sure. who told me to get on this road? my ego or my bane? sometimes i want to jump off other times i am compelled to continue. most of the time i am just tired.
Of course my luck is always shitty. Never won a lottery, raffle, of course. I took on course on how to better my odds but of course it was only for betting, which i didn’t do anyway.
i am taking a course on real estate. i don;t really want to do that for the rest of my life, but my options are lmited. i want to play music, record, and travel. i don’t want to get old.
of course this happened. of course i am confused. of course it is all my fault, but of course i will blame it on you. of course i don’t know what will happen, but if it happens without you, there won’t be a course for me. i’ll be off course. of course.
the coarse of action everyone takes shows who they are and what they will become. the coarse a student takes can change their life. the chosen coarse of action a parents has molds her children.
Of course i don’t always know, but it doesn’t mean that i’m not on course. Being on course might mean to you that i should commit to a course to further my studies, but of course i can’t get the admin sorted or worked out. Cause and effect?