Specific seems like such a scientific word. As if everything needs to be so specific. Why can’t it just be? Why is there a need to analyze to find specific features? Sometimes, we lose sight of the big picture by looking for all the specifics.
Sometimes I feel like the world is too specific. That everyone is looking for one specific answer to every question. Everyone views the world differently, who’s to say that the answer to everyone’s question isn’t different too?
there is no specific need to explain myself. the need to express one’s ideas, one’s nature is a selfish desire for others to understand you. And for you to understand yourself. Consider the survey, it isn’t for other, its for you.
You all say how great we are, in general. The little things are what you can’t see, only seen by him and I are the things that matter. The specific times when I am not happy mean nothing to you all because all you can see is me smiling from the outside. I am a sucker for the little things.
Everyone wants to know but its nobody’s business. Being specific makes others feel important because it takes their mind off their own problems. And even though I know I hate to be asked about the specifics, I cannot help but ask for them myself, at least a time or two. Just to silence the thoughts in my own head.
there are specific things to know about specific. there cant be more than one thing, its a certain thing. its amazing at how many things could be specific when specific means, well, one specific thing. I think its crazy how so many things have became specific when it seems there’s no time to figure out whats specific and whats not.
things are specific but not this one, the difference between it and anything else is everything else is up to the world and the person who sees it, but not this word, specific is defined as specific…unlike anything else in the world
specific is being as articulate as you can about something, and is a good way to describe something in detail. idk what else to write, this is my first one ever!
They keep giving me the same word and it bothers me. I already said what theatre does, they do this exercise where you say specific pacific. yeah, yeah, yeah. I wish I were more intelligent because i would be more specific with my knowledge. Specifically speaking, this is boring,
i wish you would be more specific. when you say you hate it when i do “that”. what is that? was it the tone of my voice? was it a smirk on my face? WHAT??? i think you just don’t like me. face it this relationshiop is going nowhere. it’s over, how’s that for specific?
i hate being specific its really dumb why cant people just be general oh well it starts with the letter s and s is a crappy letter. sorry i like the letter r better bc my name starts with r. isnt that awesome? soo ya being specific is overrated. you always have to be specific in essays and i hate it haha sooo yeah i have nothing left to type
Everyone has something very specific that bothers them. Sometimes it’s a noise, sometimes it’s a person, and sometimes, just sometimes, it the whole race of humanity. I mean has EVERYONE completely gone stupid? I work at a bank and sometimes people ask the dumbest things!
“How was I supposed to know?” she sighed, resting her head on the back of the chair and crossing her legs. “You really should be more specific when you tell me things.”
exactly what i’m not allowed to be right now, because the topic which is most on my mind at the moment is one i can’t talk about. it’s a good thing, though. like, it could end very well for my friend.
Well to write about the word specific you really need to be specific. It means to be very detailed and vividly described. If you take the s off it sounds like pacific.
specific. ha, i can never spell this word. I am the worst speller in the world and this is the hardest one. Someone once told me I was pathetic because I couldn’t spell. I feel bad for him. He judge me for having dislexia.
Too bad, He had a small dick. Haa.
There’s only specific days I get to be happy. These days are picked by someone else. These days are the days he chooses to be nice to me, the days he throws me a bone and smiles at me. These specific days are my world.
The comet wasn’t aiming for anyone in particular when it fell from the sky at miles per minute, but it just so happened that Jamie Harris was the lucky recipient of a space rock to the forehead.
I asked for something specific, not random. If I wanted something random I would have said random. I didn’t. I was specific. I wanted the very thing I asked for. Otherwise I might have asked him to hand me just any old thing. Now I don’t have what I asked for, even though I was specific. Not only was I specific about what I wanted, I was clear in my direction to hand it to me. Now I have exactly what I didn’t want. Specifically not what I asked for. Next time I’ll be random.
the last thing on my mind had nothing to do with my recent struggles. it was something more specific-something that was more important somehow. more important than life: everlasting life.
TO be specific is to make a choice, to make one choice above all others. Theidea is to eliminate a lack of clarity and to be sure that the object, emotion or idea that you are referring to is something that someone else will be able to understand. Of course, this is not exactly true according to semiotics or general semantic theory. That is it refers to something in their own experience.
Sometimes the most specific comment isn’t the most socially acceptable–or kind. I’d much rather someone tell me, “Your outift doesn’t fit quite right” than, “That shirt is ugly.”
nobody knew what was so important about her details. nobody knew that she was making them up as she went along, that the specifics? the specifics were fake. she aimed not to forget the mess she’d made. she aimed not to let them in on her secrets.
It was clear, round, and small. In fact, it was so specifically her that it made sense. Too much sense for the moment, he thought, though he knew that in hindsight, he’d find it some mysterious working of fate. It glistened under the fluorescent lights of the shop, the harsh brightness making the little gem seem that much more creative and wonderful.
Hard to cut to the chase, have to get to the point. Make your statement and it had better be good. You only have 60 seconds to make it count, and for someones life to change in that amount of time. See the pindrop as you reach inside your brain and pull out the information that is surrounding a topic.
lets be specific here
specifically
specifics
specifications
specific instructions
i was specific with you
specifically speaking
what are the specifics?
THIS MELTS MY BRAIN, SPECIFICALLY!! >__>
when something is specific we think it is just the thing we are talking about, however, even when it is specific, it is not complete in itself, it has become specific as a result of many things that happened previously so specificity might stop our imaginary process
specifically, i love YOU – all of you. the hot cocoa eyes and warmed over cinnamon skin that rolls over your warm muscles and i love the way your hair smells of old spice after your 30 minute showers and i love the thick crumple of your fumbling lips, the heavy fingertips against my pale flesh.
I hate it when people are not being specific. How on earth would you expect me to know what you mean, exactly? Especially when working in groups, I hate it when my work had to be thrown…
Specific seems like such a scientific word. As if everything needs to be so specific. Why can’t it just be? Why is there a need to analyze to find specific features? Sometimes, we lose sight of the big picture by looking for all the specifics.
Sometimes I feel like the world is too specific. That everyone is looking for one specific answer to every question. Everyone views the world differently, who’s to say that the answer to everyone’s question isn’t different too?
there is no specific need to explain myself. the need to express one’s ideas, one’s nature is a selfish desire for others to understand you. And for you to understand yourself. Consider the survey, it isn’t for other, its for you.
You all say how great we are, in general. The little things are what you can’t see, only seen by him and I are the things that matter. The specific times when I am not happy mean nothing to you all because all you can see is me smiling from the outside. I am a sucker for the little things.
be specific. don’t be vague, be direct, he assertive, think about it, don’t be vague. specific
Be specific! Why? Why can’t I talk in general terms? This essay sure would go a hell of a lot easier.
Specifically, I cannot type with pizza grease.
Specifically, how can I be expected to write 25 pages in three days?
Specifically, WHY DID I LET MYSELF PUT IT OFF so that that’s what has to happen?!
I hate specifics.
Everyone wants to know but its nobody’s business. Being specific makes others feel important because it takes their mind off their own problems. And even though I know I hate to be asked about the specifics, I cannot help but ask for them myself, at least a time or two. Just to silence the thoughts in my own head.
there are specific things to know about specific. there cant be more than one thing, its a certain thing. its amazing at how many things could be specific when specific means, well, one specific thing. I think its crazy how so many things have became specific when it seems there’s no time to figure out whats specific and whats not.
things are specific but not this one, the difference between it and anything else is everything else is up to the world and the person who sees it, but not this word, specific is defined as specific…unlike anything else in the world
specific is being as articulate as you can about something, and is a good way to describe something in detail. idk what else to write, this is my first one ever!
They keep giving me the same word and it bothers me. I already said what theatre does, they do this exercise where you say specific pacific. yeah, yeah, yeah. I wish I were more intelligent because i would be more specific with my knowledge. Specifically speaking, this is boring,
i wish you would be more specific. when you say you hate it when i do “that”. what is that? was it the tone of my voice? was it a smirk on my face? WHAT??? i think you just don’t like me. face it this relationshiop is going nowhere. it’s over, how’s that for specific?
The first thing I think of is site-specific. Like site-specific theatre. Jargon, but sometimes it’s necessary.
Be specific? Really. In theatre we have this exercise were you say PACIFIC SPECIFIC. lol. Well there isn’t a lot to say. Specifically speaking,
i hate being specific its really dumb why cant people just be general oh well it starts with the letter s and s is a crappy letter. sorry i like the letter r better bc my name starts with r. isnt that awesome? soo ya being specific is overrated. you always have to be specific in essays and i hate it haha sooo yeah i have nothing left to type
Everyone has something very specific that bothers them. Sometimes it’s a noise, sometimes it’s a person, and sometimes, just sometimes, it the whole race of humanity. I mean has EVERYONE completely gone stupid? I work at a bank and sometimes people ask the dumbest things!
“How was I supposed to know?” she sighed, resting her head on the back of the chair and crossing her legs. “You really should be more specific when you tell me things.”
exactly what i’m not allowed to be right now, because the topic which is most on my mind at the moment is one i can’t talk about. it’s a good thing, though. like, it could end very well for my friend.
Well to write about the word specific you really need to be specific. It means to be very detailed and vividly described. If you take the s off it sounds like pacific.
specific. ha, i can never spell this word. I am the worst speller in the world and this is the hardest one. Someone once told me I was pathetic because I couldn’t spell. I feel bad for him. He judge me for having dislexia.
Too bad, He had a small dick. Haa.
There’s only specific days I get to be happy. These days are picked by someone else. These days are the days he chooses to be nice to me, the days he throws me a bone and smiles at me. These specific days are my world.
The comet wasn’t aiming for anyone in particular when it fell from the sky at miles per minute, but it just so happened that Jamie Harris was the lucky recipient of a space rock to the forehead.
I asked for something specific, not random. If I wanted something random I would have said random. I didn’t. I was specific. I wanted the very thing I asked for. Otherwise I might have asked him to hand me just any old thing. Now I don’t have what I asked for, even though I was specific. Not only was I specific about what I wanted, I was clear in my direction to hand it to me. Now I have exactly what I didn’t want. Specifically not what I asked for. Next time I’ll be random.
the last thing on my mind had nothing to do with my recent struggles. it was something more specific-something that was more important somehow. more important than life: everlasting life.
what the hell. specific was the word that i had yesterday. so unfair that oneword.com doesnt even change it up on a daily basis.
TO be specific is to make a choice, to make one choice above all others. Theidea is to eliminate a lack of clarity and to be sure that the object, emotion or idea that you are referring to is something that someone else will be able to understand. Of course, this is not exactly true according to semiotics or general semantic theory. That is it refers to something in their own experience.
Sometimes the most specific comment isn’t the most socially acceptable–or kind. I’d much rather someone tell me, “Your outift doesn’t fit quite right” than, “That shirt is ugly.”
nobody knew what was so important about her details. nobody knew that she was making them up as she went along, that the specifics? the specifics were fake. she aimed not to forget the mess she’d made. she aimed not to let them in on her secrets.
precise, rules, neat, organised, clean, sure.
be specific. that’s what she said. she wants it detailed, and very specific. but what if i don’t want to let her read my specifics.
It was clear, round, and small. In fact, it was so specifically her that it made sense. Too much sense for the moment, he thought, though he knew that in hindsight, he’d find it some mysterious working of fate. It glistened under the fluorescent lights of the shop, the harsh brightness making the little gem seem that much more creative and wonderful.
These specific feelings are hard to experience. I don’t know what exactly it is that I am feeling, but I know it doesn’t feel good.
Why must I feel this way for you?
Aren’t there any specifics? any reasons?
Why?
Can’t life be fair?
Just once?
Someone guide me.
Hard to cut to the chase, have to get to the point. Make your statement and it had better be good. You only have 60 seconds to make it count, and for someones life to change in that amount of time. See the pindrop as you reach inside your brain and pull out the information that is surrounding a topic.
why was he being so precise? he had nothing to gain. details, details, that’s all he kept asking about. i don’t know details. i don’t deal in details.
lets be specific here
specifically
specifics
specifications
specific instructions
i was specific with you
specifically speaking
what are the specifics?
THIS MELTS MY BRAIN, SPECIFICALLY!! >__>
when something is specific we think it is just the thing we are talking about, however, even when it is specific, it is not complete in itself, it has become specific as a result of many things that happened previously so specificity might stop our imaginary process
be to exact and to be to the point
specifically, i love YOU – all of you. the hot cocoa eyes and warmed over cinnamon skin that rolls over your warm muscles and i love the way your hair smells of old spice after your 30 minute showers and i love the thick crumple of your fumbling lips, the heavy fingertips against my pale flesh.
specfically, of course.
i’m so freakin stupid
I hate it when people are not being specific. How on earth would you expect me to know what you mean, exactly? Especially when working in groups, I hate it when my work had to be thrown…