what am i writng about the word minute? okay minutes are important things that people underestimate. A lot of things can happen in a minute. You can fall in love gain a friend lose a friend, find out some great news, or bad news, something life changing can happen in just a minute.
I had to wait a minute to get a hold of my feelings. I had to stop and think. To reign in what I was feeling. To keep it all from just pouring out onto the sidewalk around me. And I just barely managed to. That minute was just barely enough.
Minute. Time is precious. It goes by extremely fast and before you know it, you’re gone. A memory, so precious it touches everyones hearts. Life your life now, be that memory later. Life’s too short to live it wrong.
How ironic. Minute. As I sit and ponder what I should write about the word minute with only one minute to put down something interesting, I wonder why the hell I’m going the way I am. This is the worst entry I’m ever going to write and I know it. Sometimes the worst needs to happen so the better ones can come. Here’s to a better tomorrow. Cheers!
Erase una vez, cuando tenia minutos para gastar… en aquella epoca, pasaba horas y horas de mi tiempo haciendo cualquier cosa que me gustara, lo disfrutaba mucho, disfrutaba como lo caotico y lo anarquico se adueñaban de mis minutos, mis horas y mis dias.
i only have a minute to write about this word. all i can say is time is precious we can only do so many things at once until we crack. use your time wisely because before you know it it will be gone.
a space in time and a mouse and yeah. the minute holds sixty second, you only have a minute to write this. in a minute many things can happen, one’s life can change forever. a minute is a space of time of 60 seconds and is only a fraction of a day there are 24 hours in a day and 60 minutes in an hour.
minute. in a minute youre gone and im begging for you back. its my fault. i made you leave. deep down i know i dont want you. i want you gone. i made you the way you are, and i love it. we compliment each other now. twisted, sick. evil.
in a minute ive changed my mind from wanting you to shoving you away. In a minute youve changed.
When I see minute, I think of the minutes that are ticking away. The minutes until I see him again, and the minutes until I never see them again. Everything is gone in a minute.
there is something good about a minute. It is special in that it is unique. you cant have more than one at a time. once it is gone its gone for good. we should cherish every one
A minute. It can be long or short, depending on what activity you are participating in. An awkward minute goes by slow, a funfilled one fast. A minute can make such a difference in someone’s life, it can even end it.
i could do most anything in a minute. i could start a project, i could meet someone new. I could freewrite like i am now in a minute, and begin something great. something inspiring. in a minute or less i could say something philosophical, and become a great mind. in a minute, i could make history.
A minute is a unit of measurement of time or of angle. The minute is a unit of time equal to 1/60 of an hour or 60 seconds. In the UTC time scale, a minute on rare occasions has 59 or 61 seconds; see leap second. The minute is not an SI unit; however, it is accepted for use with SI units. The SI symbol for minute or minutes is min (for time measurement) or the prime symbol after a number, e.g. 5′ (for angle measurement, even if it is informally used for time).
One minute can be an extremely long time, or it can feel as though only a second has gone past. What we choose to do in just one minute can change our lives. Use each minute wisely, because you will never be younger than you are at this minute.
i have one minute to write about the word minute. I am laughing on the insidee about this. I can run 400 meters in a minute. I let the minutees go by way too fast in a day. i can’t track all the minutes when they go by. Sometimes they seem so fast sometimes so slow.
ahhh sixty seconds why does it feel like its taking forever……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………maybe those dots will kill some time. no still nothing,then again i got distracted watching charlies angels
One minute I was in my room, watching my breath fog up my window. The next, I was outside, enjoying the delicious snow by the handful. Who knew that shaved ice from the skies could taste so unworldly. That was in a dream… minutes before I awoke in a sweat. Thank you, Summer, for making me appreciate Winter.
clock hurry sixty seconds c’mon run don’t stop times passing oh no 30 seconds quickly ahhhhhhhhh we don’t have enough time ok what now ? why does it feel like its taking forever…………………………………………………………………………………..maybe those dots will kill some time
A minute seems to last forever when you are waiting…but can go so fast when you are not paying attention. its sad how we take for granite a whole minute…if only we knew what we had, then maybe we could appreciate all the minutes in out day and in our lives as a whole. but alas we dont
“One more minute, Mom!” I yelled, searching desperately through my clothes. WHY didn’t I have anything to wear?! I heaved a desperate sigh as I tossed shirts left and right, frustrated.
so many things can happen in a minute. It only takes that short amount of time, sixty seconds, to twist and turn your whole life around. So many things happened the minute I found out. So many emotions went through my mind. When he told me he was dying, I wish I could erase from my life because all it took was a minute to destroy me.
time runs out so easily these days. no one has any more time. for enjoyment. for each other. everything is about money. everything is revolved around time. no one even has a minute to spare anymore
a minute. i havent went a minute without thinking about him since he left. i should be over it by now. why arent i? it’s been months. how do you know the difference in being in love and just being obsessed? i hate waiting for something that might never happen. hoping for the impossible.
Protists are tiny. They are, in fact, minute. The clocktower at the University of Auckland is made out of limestone, containing many fossilized protists called Forams (in the Foraminifera). As a clocktower, it also tells you the minute. Cool huh.
Minute, it’s like that one minute. What if you only had one minute to tell somebody how you felt about them. What if it was that one person who you needed. What if in one minute you had to explain to somebody that they were the one you were in love with, the only thing that completed you? How would you spend that one minute? What would you say?
I can’t say i’d even take that chance anymore, I have no idea how I would even start.
Maybe I could say “Hey. I’m going to explode in about a minute, so before I litter you with brain matter, let me tell you how much of it surges for you.”
I don’t know if i’d have the courage, I might just smile and make idle talk about how glad I was that we were friends, and how sorry I was that I was going to make a mess.
One minute. One minute that would change her life. She looked to her stomach, small and toned countless workouts and botched temptations from chocolate cake. Would it all be for naught? Would she be having a baby?
One minute. It has the power to change your entire life. One minute is all it took to turn my world upside down, forever changing my life. That one minute haunts me every single day and not a moment goes by that I dont wish I could somehow reverse time back to that horrid night.
Let me stop and think a minute about what I want to write. How many minutes does it take to come up with a truly awesome idea? I don’t know. I’ve never counted. I don’t know how awesome my ideas are anyway. Ideas look good at first, and then you come back to them and cry a little.
So I have to write about a minute. What is a minute. I guess it’s a period of time, but what is it actually. It’s comprised of seconds and comprises an hour. It can change someone’s life and be boring as hell. Minute minute minute. Or maybe I’m supposed to write about minute, as in small. Have I been writing about the wrong thing this whole time. There’s no more time to fix this!
I only have one minute to think about this word. How many minutes have I wasted on stumble upon? On fb? On email? Oh to have that time back! I should be doing my washing. Cleaning my room. Cleaning the house. How much more productive I could be! I need to use my time more wisely…
what am i writng about the word minute? okay minutes are important things that people underestimate. A lot of things can happen in a minute. You can fall in love gain a friend lose a friend, find out some great news, or bad news, something life changing can happen in just a minute.
I had to wait a minute to get a hold of my feelings. I had to stop and think. To reign in what I was feeling. To keep it all from just pouring out onto the sidewalk around me. And I just barely managed to. That minute was just barely enough.
Minute. Time is precious. It goes by extremely fast and before you know it, you’re gone. A memory, so precious it touches everyones hearts. Life your life now, be that memory later. Life’s too short to live it wrong.
How ironic. Minute. As I sit and ponder what I should write about the word minute with only one minute to put down something interesting, I wonder why the hell I’m going the way I am. This is the worst entry I’m ever going to write and I know it. Sometimes the worst needs to happen so the better ones can come. Here’s to a better tomorrow. Cheers!
Erase una vez, cuando tenia minutos para gastar… en aquella epoca, pasaba horas y horas de mi tiempo haciendo cualquier cosa que me gustara, lo disfrutaba mucho, disfrutaba como lo caotico y lo anarquico se adueñaban de mis minutos, mis horas y mis dias.
i only have a minute to write about this word. all i can say is time is precious we can only do so many things at once until we crack. use your time wisely because before you know it it will be gone.
a space in time and a mouse and yeah. the minute holds sixty second, you only have a minute to write this. in a minute many things can happen, one’s life can change forever. a minute is a space of time of 60 seconds and is only a fraction of a day there are 24 hours in a day and 60 minutes in an hour.
minute. in a minute youre gone and im begging for you back. its my fault. i made you leave. deep down i know i dont want you. i want you gone. i made you the way you are, and i love it. we compliment each other now. twisted, sick. evil.
in a minute ive changed my mind from wanting you to shoving you away. In a minute youve changed.
When I see minute, I think of the minutes that are ticking away. The minutes until I see him again, and the minutes until I never see them again. Everything is gone in a minute.
there is something good about a minute. It is special in that it is unique. you cant have more than one at a time. once it is gone its gone for good. we should cherish every one
One word requires me to write in a minute.
So here i go. Go.
Minutes… When you think about it, life is composed of minutes. Some are meaningful, some wasted.
I hope that as i write, this minute adds value to me.
A minute. It can be long or short, depending on what activity you are participating in. An awkward minute goes by slow, a funfilled one fast. A minute can make such a difference in someone’s life, it can even end it.
In just one minute my breath is taken away. In just one minute, my life is changed. In just one minute you are gone.
i could do most anything in a minute. i could start a project, i could meet someone new. I could freewrite like i am now in a minute, and begin something great. something inspiring. in a minute or less i could say something philosophical, and become a great mind. in a minute, i could make history.
A moment in time. A long time. A kiss. Hug. Time to say thank you. I love you. You rock my world. Xoxo.
It ticks by, so slowly. And suddenly you are there, and every minute is gone in a flash, until you are gone. Then it ticks by so very slowly again.
A minute is a unit of measurement of time or of angle. The minute is a unit of time equal to 1/60 of an hour or 60 seconds. In the UTC time scale, a minute on rare occasions has 59 or 61 seconds; see leap second. The minute is not an SI unit; however, it is accepted for use with SI units. The SI symbol for minute or minutes is min (for time measurement) or the prime symbol after a number, e.g. 5′ (for angle measurement, even if it is informally used for time).
One minute can be an extremely long time, or it can feel as though only a second has gone past. What we choose to do in just one minute can change our lives. Use each minute wisely, because you will never be younger than you are at this minute.
time, hours, years seconds
“Hey, Samantha?”
“Give me a minute, Mom.”
“Samantha – ”
“Just a minute!”
But she only moved closer to her daughter. Her cellphone dangled limply from her left hand, a foreboding chunk of black impending doom.
“It’s your brother, Samantha.”
Samantha didn’t look up from her computer.
“He’s in the hospital.”
the minutes tick by, without us even noticing it. the pain, the sadness, the despair slip away as the 60 seconds tick by like eternity.
i have one minute to write about the word minute. I am laughing on the insidee about this. I can run 400 meters in a minute. I let the minutees go by way too fast in a day. i can’t track all the minutes when they go by. Sometimes they seem so fast sometimes so slow.
ahhh sixty seconds why does it feel like its taking forever……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………maybe those dots will kill some time. no still nothing,then again i got distracted watching charlies angels
One minute. That’s all she had. She could see the clock on the wall tick away the remaining seconds, the last precious moments she had of this life…
One minute I was in my room, watching my breath fog up my window. The next, I was outside, enjoying the delicious snow by the handful. Who knew that shaved ice from the skies could taste so unworldly. That was in a dream… minutes before I awoke in a sweat. Thank you, Summer, for making me appreciate Winter.
clock hurry sixty seconds c’mon run don’t stop times passing oh no 30 seconds quickly ahhhhhhhhh we don’t have enough time ok what now ? why does it feel like its taking forever…………………………………………………………………………………..maybe those dots will kill some time
A minute seems to last forever when you are waiting…but can go so fast when you are not paying attention. its sad how we take for granite a whole minute…if only we knew what we had, then maybe we could appreciate all the minutes in out day and in our lives as a whole. but alas we dont
“One more minute, Mom!” I yelled, searching desperately through my clothes. WHY didn’t I have anything to wear?! I heaved a desperate sigh as I tossed shirts left and right, frustrated.
so many things can happen in a minute. It only takes that short amount of time, sixty seconds, to twist and turn your whole life around. So many things happened the minute I found out. So many emotions went through my mind. When he told me he was dying, I wish I could erase from my life because all it took was a minute to destroy me.
time runs out so easily these days. no one has any more time. for enjoyment. for each other. everything is about money. everything is revolved around time. no one even has a minute to spare anymore
a minute. i havent went a minute without thinking about him since he left. i should be over it by now. why arent i? it’s been months. how do you know the difference in being in love and just being obsessed? i hate waiting for something that might never happen. hoping for the impossible.
clock hurry sixty seconds c’mon run don’t stop times passing oh no 30 seconds quickly ahhhhhhhhh we don’t have enough time ok what now ?
Protists are tiny. They are, in fact, minute. The clocktower at the University of Auckland is made out of limestone, containing many fossilized protists called Forams (in the Foraminifera). As a clocktower, it also tells you the minute. Cool huh.
Minute, it’s like that one minute. What if you only had one minute to tell somebody how you felt about them. What if it was that one person who you needed. What if in one minute you had to explain to somebody that they were the one you were in love with, the only thing that completed you? How would you spend that one minute? What would you say?
I can’t say i’d even take that chance anymore, I have no idea how I would even start.
Maybe I could say “Hey. I’m going to explode in about a minute, so before I litter you with brain matter, let me tell you how much of it surges for you.”
I don’t know if i’d have the courage, I might just smile and make idle talk about how glad I was that we were friends, and how sorry I was that I was going to make a mess.
One minute. One minute that would change her life. She looked to her stomach, small and toned countless workouts and botched temptations from chocolate cake. Would it all be for naught? Would she be having a baby?
One minute. It has the power to change your entire life. One minute is all it took to turn my world upside down, forever changing my life. That one minute haunts me every single day and not a moment goes by that I dont wish I could somehow reverse time back to that horrid night.
Well this can mean many things. 60 seconds, 1/60th of a minute, some huge percentage of a day. A minute can bear many meanings.
Let me stop and think a minute about what I want to write. How many minutes does it take to come up with a truly awesome idea? I don’t know. I’ve never counted. I don’t know how awesome my ideas are anyway. Ideas look good at first, and then you come back to them and cry a little.
So I have to write about a minute. What is a minute. I guess it’s a period of time, but what is it actually. It’s comprised of seconds and comprises an hour. It can change someone’s life and be boring as hell. Minute minute minute. Or maybe I’m supposed to write about minute, as in small. Have I been writing about the wrong thing this whole time. There’s no more time to fix this!
I only have one minute to think about this word. How many minutes have I wasted on stumble upon? On fb? On email? Oh to have that time back! I should be doing my washing. Cleaning my room. Cleaning the house. How much more productive I could be! I need to use my time more wisely…