Everything has its course, or so they say. And sometimes I wonder if I’m on the right one, if this is the course I’m meant to follow? It’s an unusual one, I’ll admit, but nothing makes me happier. Though, there are those times, where everything seems bleak, and I can’t make anyone see why I love it. Why I follow this course.
‘Where are you heading?’ Those were the very last words her mother had said to her. Ten years over her mother’s cold hard grave and she still did not know the answer to her mother’s last question. She was just as lost. Just as directionless.
Life is a matter of course. It’s only when you manage to wrench it off that things start to happen. For some people, the wrenching comes easily. They are masters at, addicted to, pulling off the bandage, real quick.
We all run. I think that the people who we consider to be great are the individuals who didn’t run the fastest but ran the longest. It’s a hard and long road and it’s not about speed but one of endurance.
ummm i took a course in (enter ur text here) i want to take a cooking course someday. umm intercourse xD or COURSE!. uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oh a golf course! i like golfing sometimes. :) idk what to say sorry :( ummmmmmm
course, direction, you know where you’re off to. but the sometimes you go off course. you ignore you’re gps and you try to find a short-cut. or maybe the long way around. the scenic route. everyone always thinks they’re on the right course. could they all be right? could they all be wrong?
im afraid that i will not do good in my courses and prove that i was never good enough for honors courses in the first place. i wish i could always say i was smart, but i’m reconsidering.
in the course of my life i discovered that everything people do has a hidden why. i also learned that people in times of trouble help each other more that we think.
Of course of course I own a horse
I live in Texas
the land of force.
Will you won’t you ride with me?
I’ll only take you to the sea
and then we’ll eat a wheel of brie
and take our bellies
big fat bellies
beeeeellies
home
we follow the road that they set down before and the longer it goes the more it seems to turn even though they said
it would go “straight”
and after a while it seems that
we’re not really getting anywhere are we?
but where else do we have to turn?
so we continue on and at the end we find out
perhaps we really did follow the right road
or perhaps we didn’t
but don’t really know till that happens eh?
Stay on course. Stay on target. You know you can do this. Manic energy will not help you keep it steady. You’ve got to have nerves of steel to do this with the clock running down. Needle threaded. Bobby will have the button on his pants in two more minutes. What is a Mom to do next?
The worded whirlwind hurts,
insults flung like daggers
striking vulnerable skin,
leaving craters in soft chests
where heartbeats used to pound out his name
in quiet moments.
He no longer owns that pillow
or the tennis shoes the dog ripped up;
those are just fragments
of the man you used to love,
lost to pain and the ache of forgetting.
Step back,
girl,
and let the damage run it’s course.
Of course! There are no other conceivable ways. There shall be nothing in my way then, not anymore at least. Once they believe themselves to be beyond the pass, I’ll make my move…
I walk the ways of a wanderer
always into the unknown
I like to think I’ve made it places,
to believe I’ve grown
but there’s a constant badgering
a barrage of thoughts
looming in the failure
asking ‘what the cost?’
That’s what I said to her. Of course, we can get a dog. But as soon as we brought the dog home, I noticed it had some breathing problems. By the third day, it was dragging itself around on it’s front paws, wheezing some kinda gook on the Italian carpeting. We didn’t have much money on account of the carpeting, so I put it down in the most humane manner I could afford – six birthday candles and a steel-reinforced shovel.
the organic chemistry course was all lined up for me. I had the best possible teacher and best of all my study buddy was in the same class. we had every chemistry and biology class together and I would be damned if I had it any other way. But the joke is on me when life told me I had to switch colleges.
Over the course of my life, I’ve had a lot come at me. The newest thing? The new courses I’ll take in college. What am I going to do with my life? Chem? Adolecent Development? Acting 101? English 104? Social Justice in Education? I’m terrified. Yet, I love it. And am excited to see where the course of life takes me.
The main course was delicious. Piping hot sausages, cheesy lasagna and buttery garlic bread completed the meal. I couldn’t wait to take a seat at the table.
The course of my life hasn’t always been this rocky. I used to follow my heart. It’s funny how something as simple as a thought can change everything. The days of not thinking are long gone. As is the care-free course of my youth.
Along the course of the path, the felines ran down the crooked path. At the head of their group was a large gray cat, his teeth bared and his whiskers pulled flat against his face. Behind him, a black cat desperately tried to keep pace with him, calling, “Brother! Brother, wait!”
stay the course. that’s good advice, sometimes. but sometimes you have to change the course for what’s best for you. sometimes you have to be selfish, and it really really really sucks. i have no better words for it. course.
the course of events is flowing over my spined back, tearing my limbs from the roots they grasp so tightly, not wanting to meet the sky, not ready. but is it ever a good time to depart? it’s so easy to grip the dank and be same
Along his course, young padawan RYan with a capital Y in his name came across a fluffy creature that emmited a high pitched mewed and procecceded to eat him.
In the course of time it took you to spew out those words about how much you allegedly loved me, I could already be laying on your bed with my clothes scattered about your floor.
His breath comes out in spurts as he runs the track course, pumping his arms and his legs and everything to go as fast as he can, and possibly pull ahead –
My course of action is not simple. In fact, I do not know what it is or what it should be. To strike a path on my own, and do what I want, do what I’ve always dreamed of or to stay with something safe. I will just do what I want and hope it all works out. That’s why I’ll stay with you.
Of course. Of course this is the way things must be, because this is what will help me grow. And life is about growing, yes? Yes. Of course. Of course this will work. Whether or not it goes exactly as planned, of course I’ll grow. Of course.
stay the course. eyes on the prize. but dont look too desperate. a daunting task. this is all i want and i dont know if i’ll get it. please god let me have this. forever and ever amen.
The river gushed through the canyon, taking along pebbles, mud, and the occasional unlucky person. It was feared, almost as a beast. A very dangerous beast, for it didn’t choose its victims, just took them swiftly and without a second thought.
Of course I can’t do this! I haven’t written anything worth reading since High School. Can I still write, I have my doubts. However, since I’ve begun homeschooling my daughter, I would like to try. So here I am.
There was a person who ran on a course. The course was long and narrow. She didn’t know where she was going. She hoped it would lead back to him. He knew she would come. When would she arrive? I wondered how long it would take for them to find each other. They would surely see how much they loved each other. She was called Lenore. He was called Brandon M. What do they do now?
Everything has its course, or so they say. And sometimes I wonder if I’m on the right one, if this is the course I’m meant to follow? It’s an unusual one, I’ll admit, but nothing makes me happier. Though, there are those times, where everything seems bleak, and I can’t make anyone see why I love it. Why I follow this course.
‘Where are you heading?’ Those were the very last words her mother had said to her. Ten years over her mother’s cold hard grave and she still did not know the answer to her mother’s last question. She was just as lost. Just as directionless.
Life is a matter of course. It’s only when you manage to wrench it off that things start to happen. For some people, the wrenching comes easily. They are masters at, addicted to, pulling off the bandage, real quick.
We all run. I think that the people who we consider to be great are the individuals who didn’t run the fastest but ran the longest. It’s a hard and long road and it’s not about speed but one of endurance.
ummm i took a course in (enter ur text here) i want to take a cooking course someday. umm intercourse xD or COURSE!. uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oh a golf course! i like golfing sometimes. :) idk what to say sorry :( ummmmmmm
course, direction, you know where you’re off to. but the sometimes you go off course. you ignore you’re gps and you try to find a short-cut. or maybe the long way around. the scenic route. everyone always thinks they’re on the right course. could they all be right? could they all be wrong?
im afraid that i will not do good in my courses and prove that i was never good enough for honors courses in the first place. i wish i could always say i was smart, but i’m reconsidering.
in the course of my life i discovered that everything people do has a hidden why. i also learned that people in times of trouble help each other more that we think.
Of course of course I own a horse
I live in Texas
the land of force.
Will you won’t you ride with me?
I’ll only take you to the sea
and then we’ll eat a wheel of brie
and take our bellies
big fat bellies
beeeeellies
home
we follow the road that they set down before and the longer it goes the more it seems to turn even though they said
it would go “straight”
and after a while it seems that
we’re not really getting anywhere are we?
but where else do we have to turn?
so we continue on and at the end we find out
perhaps we really did follow the right road
or perhaps we didn’t
but don’t really know till that happens eh?
I have no idea what to say.
Of course I liked you, you stupid idiot. What made you think otherwise. I wanted you so badly.
Stay on course. Stay on target. You know you can do this. Manic energy will not help you keep it steady. You’ve got to have nerves of steel to do this with the clock running down. Needle threaded. Bobby will have the button on his pants in two more minutes. What is a Mom to do next?
College courses…wow, that brings back a lot of memories.
The “Course” a person’s life takes…how often it is different than what we expected, yet somehow better than what we could have ever hoped for.
Plot your own course…you can do anything you want in this life, as long as you put your mind to it!
The worded whirlwind hurts,
insults flung like daggers
striking vulnerable skin,
leaving craters in soft chests
where heartbeats used to pound out his name
in quiet moments.
He no longer owns that pillow
or the tennis shoes the dog ripped up;
those are just fragments
of the man you used to love,
lost to pain and the ache of forgetting.
Step back,
girl,
and let the damage run it’s course.
He’s lost to you.
Of course! There are no other conceivable ways. There shall be nothing in my way then, not anymore at least. Once they believe themselves to be beyond the pass, I’ll make my move…
I walk the ways of a wanderer
always into the unknown
I like to think I’ve made it places,
to believe I’ve grown
but there’s a constant badgering
a barrage of thoughts
looming in the failure
asking ‘what the cost?’
course…..a horse> a buffet? or an “of”…..so many possibilities…..or how about bloood coursing? ahan….
& as this feeling courses through my veins & the red beings to cloud my vision i feel this anger consume me, igniting fire in a blaze around me.
I have taken many courses over the years. Biology, english, infectious diseases.
He didn’t know what course was the best for him. The course he had chosen was not rewarding enough.
That’s what I said to her. Of course, we can get a dog. But as soon as we brought the dog home, I noticed it had some breathing problems. By the third day, it was dragging itself around on it’s front paws, wheezing some kinda gook on the Italian carpeting. We didn’t have much money on account of the carpeting, so I put it down in the most humane manner I could afford – six birthday candles and a steel-reinforced shovel.
the organic chemistry course was all lined up for me. I had the best possible teacher and best of all my study buddy was in the same class. we had every chemistry and biology class together and I would be damned if I had it any other way. But the joke is on me when life told me I had to switch colleges.
My classes at school scare me very much. I don’t know how to take in information very well. It is simply In and then out.
Over the course of my life, I’ve had a lot come at me. The newest thing? The new courses I’ll take in college. What am I going to do with my life? Chem? Adolecent Development? Acting 101? English 104? Social Justice in Education? I’m terrified. Yet, I love it. And am excited to see where the course of life takes me.
i have several new courses this year:
english.
french.
psychology.
sociology.
same shit, different atmosphere.
college is terrifying yet thrilling.
wonder what’s next.
The main course was delicious. Piping hot sausages, cheesy lasagna and buttery garlic bread completed the meal. I couldn’t wait to take a seat at the table.
The course of my life hasn’t always been this rocky. I used to follow my heart. It’s funny how something as simple as a thought can change everything. The days of not thinking are long gone. As is the care-free course of my youth.
Along the course of the path, the felines ran down the crooked path. At the head of their group was a large gray cat, his teeth bared and his whiskers pulled flat against his face. Behind him, a black cat desperately tried to keep pace with him, calling, “Brother! Brother, wait!”
“Sister is already with him.”
stay the course. that’s good advice, sometimes. but sometimes you have to change the course for what’s best for you. sometimes you have to be selfish, and it really really really sucks. i have no better words for it. course.
why keep showing me the same fucking word course
of course its boring
poo fuck
the course of events is flowing over my spined back, tearing my limbs from the roots they grasp so tightly, not wanting to meet the sky, not ready. but is it ever a good time to depart? it’s so easy to grip the dank and be same
Along his course, young padawan RYan with a capital Y in his name came across a fluffy creature that emmited a high pitched mewed and procecceded to eat him.
In the course of time it took you to spew out those words about how much you allegedly loved me, I could already be laying on your bed with my clothes scattered about your floor.
His breath comes out in spurts as he runs the track course, pumping his arms and his legs and everything to go as fast as he can, and possibly pull ahead –
My course of action is not simple. In fact, I do not know what it is or what it should be. To strike a path on my own, and do what I want, do what I’ve always dreamed of or to stay with something safe. I will just do what I want and hope it all works out. That’s why I’ll stay with you.
Of course. Of course this is the way things must be, because this is what will help me grow. And life is about growing, yes? Yes. Of course. Of course this will work. Whether or not it goes exactly as planned, of course I’ll grow. Of course.
stay the course. eyes on the prize. but dont look too desperate. a daunting task. this is all i want and i dont know if i’ll get it. please god let me have this. forever and ever amen.
The river gushed through the canyon, taking along pebbles, mud, and the occasional unlucky person. It was feared, almost as a beast. A very dangerous beast, for it didn’t choose its victims, just took them swiftly and without a second thought.
Of course I can’t do this! I haven’t written anything worth reading since High School. Can I still write, I have my doubts. However, since I’ve begun homeschooling my daughter, I would like to try. So here I am.
There was a person who ran on a course. The course was long and narrow. She didn’t know where she was going. She hoped it would lead back to him. He knew she would come. When would she arrive? I wondered how long it would take for them to find each other. They would surely see how much they loved each other. She was called Lenore. He was called Brandon M. What do they do now?