A study, that’s what I had asked my mom for when she built what was to us a new house out of used boards gathered here and there. She called it a library room and she included one in the building. It was for many years the fanciest thing I had and a secret retreat filled with all I loved–books and a window on nature.
It takes sufficient time to study the unknown factor keenly and then make a note of it. To study something in particular and then to register the same in mind is a painstaking process except for definitions.
She understood absolutely nothing. Absolutely nothing, and she was to be examined tomorrow, and really she should know it all by now – but she knew nothing, and she was terrified, and she wanted to do nothing more than curl into a ball and clutch her stuffed toy to her chest. And she still knew nothing.
She studied every day until her brain hurt. She wasn’t sure if this was the best way of going about getting smart. But then she recalled that acing the test and the class was her only goal. She would then wipe her proverbial hard drive and forever be better off for having ever even attempted to know Trigonometry.
“We need time to study all the possibilities!” he pleaded. “We can’t say right now that it’s possible!” But Kendall was unmoved.
“I want your answer now. We have to give them a decision. You’ve had long enough for your experiments, we need results!”
Bennett looked down at the pile of folders in front of him; data from over three hundred patients. “Okay,” he said, “let’s do it!”
Kendall picked up the phone, waited for a response, and spoke;
“Begin the transplant.”
i like to walk in darkness and study the night; to disturb its silence with the echoes of my walks, to wonder whether my next step would keep me or fail me and only my thoughts to guide my path; to exist and see the night react in my presence.
for me this is learning about programming, to study the art and learn to be better as a programmer, I need to study every day learn different languages and do different things, I need to get better every day and be better every day. n matter what.if i do not study I alotrophy I reman the same i die.
i went to the room full of dread. there it was, the heap i left last night, unscathed and pulsating. was it so much to think that at least half of them would have just vanished in the morning? well enough wishful thinking and better get started, those books are not gonna study by themselves. if only they would though.
Studying is something that, as a student, I have to do. I don’t like studying very much, but throughout the past three years of my college career I have learned that it is absolutely essential. Studying makes you familiar with new topics, and a master of old ones. If we didn’t study, we would never know anything as well as we could. We would never be our best.
I studied her face and she studied mine.
What did she mean she ran out of time?
Im not here nor there but it isnt fair.
because i kinda still want and need you
Μερικοί άνθρωποι αφιερώνουν όλοι τους την ζωή να διαβάζουν. Για παράδειγμα οι γιατροί. Δεν θα μπορούσα να το κάνω ποτέ αυτό. Όχι ότι δεν μου αρέσει το διάβασμά, αλλά νομίζω πως χάνω όσα συμβαίνουν γύρο μου. Όπως το πέταγμα μια κουκουβάγιας από τον ένα στύλο στον άλλον στη μέση της νύχτας.
She used to spend hours studying education reports. Now the files in front of her contain fuel numbers and water rations and, worst of all, body counts. She thought she knew sadness before, when she studied failing students, but now she knows the pain of reading about death, real death, day in and day out.
I really dislike studying. I’m not sure what it is about it but its just not the funniest thing to do, especially when you’d rather be drawing (like me). Studying for tests is one the the worst things ever! There is so much pressure put on yourself that you can’t think about or do anything else! And that’s why I hate studying.
One of the most tiring and time consuming activity I have ever done in my life. It’s rewarding too. I get to know more stuff and meet people. It’s kind of a heaven and hell experience in earth.
The study door flew open without any grace or hesitation. It was hurriedly thrown aside by the professor. The papers in his hand: his life’s work all compiled in a manuscript to be published. Those papers in his hand can revolutionize how humans perceive evolution. BANG. A shot rang out through the many corridors of the estate. The professor lay on the ground in a pool of blood.
“Sorry, but this can’t be known just yet. It’s not according to plan,” the boy with golden hair and a gun in hand said to the corpse on the ground.
Studying is for the weaker mortals of this world who cannot retain information. I’ve gone long without studying and have done far too well. Then again, I am not most people, I am barely mortal. I am the great Augustus, therefore I do not have to study.
I had never been much for school but morning, noon, and night I studied the subject of HER. Recording the exact shade of her hair (sometimes golden yellow, sometimes ruby red, sometimes both, sometimes neither) was my science, describing the color of her eyes (cerulean with dynamic swirls of cobalt and azure) my poetry, and the seemingly never-ending facets of her personality my arithmetic.
I liie to study but not under duress like I have to do now to get a certification at work. So…..I try to enjoy it when do to increase my knowledge and academic status. This all helps me in the long run……
Why wasn’t she studying? Didn’t she care at all about her grade? Why was she instead playing such loud music? Karen sighed. Sometimes she just didn’t understand her daughter.
I really hate to study. Except when it comes to the Word of God. Its just a fact in my life that when I have tried studying for things other than the bible, I quickly became bored and soon stopped the studying I was doing. Funny. Call me super religious but I just think that’s the way God made me. I prefer to call it a Divine relationship.
i study to be successful smart and educatedd! to make my family proud of my success i spend a lot of time studying and trying to ace test if i mess up i will feel ashamed and disappointed but i always try har
Now I have to study. Study for the classes that I really don’t want to be taking right now. Studying for the bullshit teachers that tell us “if you don’t study, you wont make it very far!” Bullshit, I know many people who have made it “far” without going to college. I hate this. I hate every minute of it and I could careless about having to study about bullshit Alexander the Great.
I study long periods of time every night to ensure success in school. It is not only a requirement but a good practice for all students to do. If one puts in enough hours they are sure to succeed in the end.
I imagine you sitting in the study, leather chair and mahogany shelving. You’re staring out the window behind the desk, into the woods, hands folded. Pensive. Unwinding all your dreams from where they lay curled up in the corners of this large, empty house. Lost in the silence, the space, the gaps where love should be.
She recalled the memory. It was the most quietly exciting time of her life.
She and Ganjo were only about eleven then, but they were strong and big for their age, and they had already crafted their own items, though rather shoddily. They showed an eagerness for exactitude, however, and it was that auspiciousness that got them invited to The Woodpecker’s estate.
Observational diary – Day 231:
He’s still scowling.
I said I was sorry too. I didn’t even think it was going to be a big deal that I tried putting bows in his hair. But I wasn’t really sorry, of course. He did look good in them. Not like he believed me at all in the slightest. But it’s alright, I think. I do it all the time, and eventually he forgives me. I just kind of wish he’d forgive me sooner rather than later. Then I could start spending time with him. It’s so tiring him watch him be with other people — he scowls less when he’s with other people besides me, which is completely wrong.
At least he doesn’t know that I keep this logbook. Then he might really keep up that scowl on his face when he looks at me.
To Matt it seemed that he had been studying for hours when it had been only about five minutes, didn’t feel like he would ever finished his studying and get to do the new drawing technique that he had been trying to learn this technique for years and no matter how many times he try.
She studied him with an expression that was a mix of distaste and curiosity, her brows knit together.
“What’s your name?” she asked. He didn’t think it was a question so much as a command.
“Billy,” he replied, “Billy Wiggs.”
i don’t like to study, I never know if what i study is important or not. Most of the time, it’s not, I come to the exam and there’s is no question about what I study
Hi Mrs.Jenson what are you planning for us today. Are you planning a pop quiz on us! Because if you are am ready for it. Because you know me. Am always ready for a good test.
She didn’t want to study– her mind was elsewhere. wandering down the path towards the Wall. What was on the other side? Where was her brother hidden? What could she do to ensure that she would find him again? Lucy mulled it over, silently, She knew that she had to act, now. There was no time to waste. Her brother needed her–this time, it was her turn to save him.
Grace snorted. “I don’t study,” she retorted, “and I always get As.”
“Good for you,” Alice replied a little more snidely than she intended, “but I happen to be one of those people who needs hours, if not days, to look over the material and let it soak in. Otherwise, I flunk the class.”
“You’re weak,” Grace chuckled.
“And you’re a jerk,” snapped Alice, “but who am I to judge?”
A study, that’s what I had asked my mom for when she built what was to us a new house out of used boards gathered here and there. She called it a library room and she included one in the building. It was for many years the fanciest thing I had and a secret retreat filled with all I loved–books and a window on nature.
It takes sufficient time to study the unknown factor keenly and then make a note of it. To study something in particular and then to register the same in mind is a painstaking process except for definitions.
She understood absolutely nothing. Absolutely nothing, and she was to be examined tomorrow, and really she should know it all by now – but she knew nothing, and she was terrified, and she wanted to do nothing more than curl into a ball and clutch her stuffed toy to her chest. And she still knew nothing.
All her life she had a love for history and especially a love to study her heritage of Native American History, as her grandmother was pure Cherokee.
She studied every day until her brain hurt. She wasn’t sure if this was the best way of going about getting smart. But then she recalled that acing the test and the class was her only goal. She would then wipe her proverbial hard drive and forever be better off for having ever even attempted to know Trigonometry.
“We need time to study all the possibilities!” he pleaded. “We can’t say right now that it’s possible!” But Kendall was unmoved.
“I want your answer now. We have to give them a decision. You’ve had long enough for your experiments, we need results!”
Bennett looked down at the pile of folders in front of him; data from over three hundred patients. “Okay,” he said, “let’s do it!”
Kendall picked up the phone, waited for a response, and spoke;
“Begin the transplant.”
i like to walk in darkness and study the night; to disturb its silence with the echoes of my walks, to wonder whether my next step would keep me or fail me and only my thoughts to guide my path; to exist and see the night react in my presence.
şhizuo didnt care much for highschool and his grades but he used to study sometimes, just to pass the year.
I was never much of a student. But this time I set my heart on it and, soon, there were results.
But then, again, the motivation was not really mine. It was his and I wanted to spend as much time as possible with the love of my life.
for me this is learning about programming, to study the art and learn to be better as a programmer, I need to study every day learn different languages and do different things, I need to get better every day and be better every day. n matter what.if i do not study I alotrophy I reman the same i die.
to study to learn to make your self better. trying to improve. a room.
now,I am studying english at beijing.i have studied 3 mouth .
i went to the room full of dread. there it was, the heap i left last night, unscathed and pulsating. was it so much to think that at least half of them would have just vanished in the morning? well enough wishful thinking and better get started, those books are not gonna study by themselves. if only they would though.
Studying is something that, as a student, I have to do. I don’t like studying very much, but throughout the past three years of my college career I have learned that it is absolutely essential. Studying makes you familiar with new topics, and a master of old ones. If we didn’t study, we would never know anything as well as we could. We would never be our best.
I studied her face and she studied mine.
What did she mean she ran out of time?
Im not here nor there but it isnt fair.
because i kinda still want and need you
we curl up
next to the A4 sheets
while everybody rushes
to the kings and queens.
Μερικοί άνθρωποι αφιερώνουν όλοι τους την ζωή να διαβάζουν. Για παράδειγμα οι γιατροί. Δεν θα μπορούσα να το κάνω ποτέ αυτό. Όχι ότι δεν μου αρέσει το διάβασμά, αλλά νομίζω πως χάνω όσα συμβαίνουν γύρο μου. Όπως το πέταγμα μια κουκουβάγιας από τον ένα στύλο στον άλλον στη μέση της νύχτας.
She used to spend hours studying education reports. Now the files in front of her contain fuel numbers and water rations and, worst of all, body counts. She thought she knew sadness before, when she studied failing students, but now she knows the pain of reading about death, real death, day in and day out.
I really dislike studying. I’m not sure what it is about it but its just not the funniest thing to do, especially when you’d rather be drawing (like me). Studying for tests is one the the worst things ever! There is so much pressure put on yourself that you can’t think about or do anything else! And that’s why I hate studying.
One of the most tiring and time consuming activity I have ever done in my life. It’s rewarding too. I get to know more stuff and meet people. It’s kind of a heaven and hell experience in earth.
The most tiring and time consuming activity I have done for my whole life. It’s rewarding at times but one cannot deny to feel tired after a studying.
The study door flew open without any grace or hesitation. It was hurriedly thrown aside by the professor. The papers in his hand: his life’s work all compiled in a manuscript to be published. Those papers in his hand can revolutionize how humans perceive evolution. BANG. A shot rang out through the many corridors of the estate. The professor lay on the ground in a pool of blood.
“Sorry, but this can’t be known just yet. It’s not according to plan,” the boy with golden hair and a gun in hand said to the corpse on the ground.
Studying is for the weaker mortals of this world who cannot retain information. I’ve gone long without studying and have done far too well. Then again, I am not most people, I am barely mortal. I am the great Augustus, therefore I do not have to study.
I had never been much for school but morning, noon, and night I studied the subject of HER. Recording the exact shade of her hair (sometimes golden yellow, sometimes ruby red, sometimes both, sometimes neither) was my science, describing the color of her eyes (cerulean with dynamic swirls of cobalt and azure) my poetry, and the seemingly never-ending facets of her personality my arithmetic.
I liie to study but not under duress like I have to do now to get a certification at work. So…..I try to enjoy it when do to increase my knowledge and academic status. This all helps me in the long run……
Why wasn’t she studying? Didn’t she care at all about her grade? Why was she instead playing such loud music? Karen sighed. Sometimes she just didn’t understand her daughter.
I really hate to study. Except when it comes to the Word of God. Its just a fact in my life that when I have tried studying for things other than the bible, I quickly became bored and soon stopped the studying I was doing. Funny. Call me super religious but I just think that’s the way God made me. I prefer to call it a Divine relationship.
i study to be successful smart and educatedd! to make my family proud of my success i spend a lot of time studying and trying to ace test if i mess up i will feel ashamed and disappointed but i always try har
Now I have to study. Study for the classes that I really don’t want to be taking right now. Studying for the bullshit teachers that tell us “if you don’t study, you wont make it very far!” Bullshit, I know many people who have made it “far” without going to college. I hate this. I hate every minute of it and I could careless about having to study about bullshit Alexander the Great.
I study long periods of time every night to ensure success in school. It is not only a requirement but a good practice for all students to do. If one puts in enough hours they are sure to succeed in the end.
I imagine you sitting in the study, leather chair and mahogany shelving. You’re staring out the window behind the desk, into the woods, hands folded. Pensive. Unwinding all your dreams from where they lay curled up in the corners of this large, empty house. Lost in the silence, the space, the gaps where love should be.
She recalled the memory. It was the most quietly exciting time of her life.
She and Ganjo were only about eleven then, but they were strong and big for their age, and they had already crafted their own items, though rather shoddily. They showed an eagerness for exactitude, however, and it was that auspiciousness that got them invited to The Woodpecker’s estate.
Observational diary – Day 231:
He’s still scowling.
I said I was sorry too. I didn’t even think it was going to be a big deal that I tried putting bows in his hair. But I wasn’t really sorry, of course. He did look good in them. Not like he believed me at all in the slightest. But it’s alright, I think. I do it all the time, and eventually he forgives me. I just kind of wish he’d forgive me sooner rather than later. Then I could start spending time with him. It’s so tiring him watch him be with other people — he scowls less when he’s with other people besides me, which is completely wrong.
At least he doesn’t know that I keep this logbook. Then he might really keep up that scowl on his face when he looks at me.
To Matt it seemed that he had been studying for hours when it had been only about five minutes, didn’t feel like he would ever finished his studying and get to do the new drawing technique that he had been trying to learn this technique for years and no matter how many times he try.
She studied him with an expression that was a mix of distaste and curiosity, her brows knit together.
“What’s your name?” she asked. He didn’t think it was a question so much as a command.
“Billy,” he replied, “Billy Wiggs.”
i don’t like to study, I never know if what i study is important or not. Most of the time, it’s not, I come to the exam and there’s is no question about what I study
Hi Mrs.Jenson what are you planning for us today. Are you planning a pop quiz on us! Because if you are am ready for it. Because you know me. Am always ready for a good test.
She didn’t want to study– her mind was elsewhere. wandering down the path towards the Wall. What was on the other side? Where was her brother hidden? What could she do to ensure that she would find him again? Lucy mulled it over, silently, She knew that she had to act, now. There was no time to waste. Her brother needed her–this time, it was her turn to save him.
studying to get a good grade or to gain knowledge for fun. one cant learn something by seeing it once you have to study it to get it to stick
“I can’t go out. I have to study.”
Grace snorted. “I don’t study,” she retorted, “and I always get As.”
“Good for you,” Alice replied a little more snidely than she intended, “but I happen to be one of those people who needs hours, if not days, to look over the material and let it soak in. Otherwise, I flunk the class.”
“You’re weak,” Grace chuckled.
“And you’re a jerk,” snapped Alice, “but who am I to judge?”