I’ve wondered about a lot of things. I use to wonder a lot more than I do know. Wonder about life, wonder if I’d be alive in a year or two. I hate to let myself wonder because it makes me scared and sad. So usually I don’t let myself wonder. Je me demande si…… Wonder wonder. I wonder.
i wondered at the time passing and at the creating of the Creator, i wondered at the humanity of people, and the malicious nature of selfishness among people. i wondered at the beauty of the creation of the world and the wonder and awe i experience at the foot of the my Lord
I wondered about you today. I wondered where you are and who you’d come to be. I wondered if you cared. I wondered if you still kept your promise. I wondered if you still loved me. I wondered when you would come home. I wondered, is this really the price of freedom?
I wondered slowly what was going on around me, for suddenly everyone had marshmallow heads. This was peculiar to say the least. Ah, but in a dream, only in a dream is where these crazy sorts of things do happen. Never in real life, only in imagination. Wouldn’t it be nice if we wondered in real life? I think it would. Like Alice in Wonderland..but that ended up being a dream as well. If I had a marshmallow head, that would be epic through and through. Indeed, sir, indeed.
Rick violently sat down and slammed his car door throwing the steaming hot bagel the general direction of the back seat tilting his head back in frustration after noticing Jenny in the middle of Dan and Dan. He wondered at her sense of composure gazing at the stars through the moon roof, awestruck at the beauty.
oh jesus, i’m always wondered. (again, i see a tree image in my head). it comes out of nowhere. wondered can mean stupid too, not in a bad sence; but i see my face looking stupid
curious .. not sure .. ponder remember .. fun times .. think about .. have fun frogs cats mary .. joe . cheese .. wonder woman balloons .. women whats up with that
I often wondered what it would be like to not worry so much. I wondered if life would be as interesting if I didn’t have the challenges that I have. I wondered if I would be as grateful for the quiet, peaceful times. I wondered if I would be the same person.
I have often wondered what It’s like to be blonde, to be beautiful, to be adored and then I remember I am happy to be me. The way I am. Who I am, I am happy with my dark hair and pale complexion, I am happier than I have ever been.
I often wondered where you were those days. What you were doing. If you were alone or sharing your soul with someone. I hope that you are sharing it, because I remember what that was like. Holding a tiny piece close to my heart because it shined so brightly. It felt like a hug from a friend you hadn’t seen in awhile. It felt like home.
I wondered what was in the box. Roughly the size of a couch, it filled the room. Rough pine boards, aged to gray, curled up, giving tantalizing hints at what was inside. The red “This end up” had faded and blended with the wood to form a darker version of the gray wood. Dust and grit covered the surface as well. I reached down and grabbed one corner and pulled.
I yanked my hand back as a rusty nail dug into the soft flesh of my index finger. My hasty reflex turned the gouge into a raw tear from knuckle to tip.
I often wondered whether you could say that you were just whelmed, because you can be overwhelmed and you can be underwhelmed, but can you ever be just whelmed?
I wondered if it was normal to see a grown woman sucking her thumb? and if anyone else was looking curiously too?
I have often wondered why students in high school do not come to their classes prepared. I mean, don’t they get that this is basically their ‘job’ right now and that habits formed in their early life will continue on into adulthood? Sometimes I just get really frustrated with this fact running rampant in the halls of American schools.
I wondered about life, friends, family, and myself. But I’ve come to realize that “Finding yourself” isn’t a one time event, or a moment in time: it’s continuous. It’s the collection of moments, discoveries, friendships, heartaches, all of it.. It’s the ongoing adventure of living. :)
I wondered about life, friends, family, and myself. But I realized “Finding myself” isn’t a one time thing, or a moment in time, it’s a continuous adventure, a collection of moments, discoveries, friendships, heartaches, all of it.. life.
i always wondered where i would be in five years, ten years, twenty years. i still have no idea what that wonderment has turned into. i miss the years of life and love and nothingness. i miss childhood when i thought i could be anything. when i believed in peter pan and when i truly believed if i just thought hard enough and believed…i could fly!
Wonder bread. If you eat it does that make it wonder-ed bread?
I often wondered as a child where ever I wandered
If the flavor of the jelly on my pb and j was real cherries
And where did they come from
I’ve always wondered where we go when
We are no longer on this earth
But six feet below its surface.
What i wonder about..i wonder who or where i’ll be in the next ten years i also wonder who i will marry how many children i will have, what my life will be like as an adult.
I wondered if there is life on other planets. Once I swear I saw a UFO. I believe that there is life outside of Earth. I wonder what they look like green with orange hair? It would b
Have you ever wondered about why things happen in the world. Why people fight unjust wars. Or maybe why you fall in love. People fall in love for the most simple and complex things. Have you ever wondered why that happens. What is the trigger to the sould of all humanity. It is a gesture? A look? Or something deeper in the soul that not all of us have a grasp on quite yet. And why do we fight wars? Is it the same simple and complex triggers that reach deep into the human essence and pull it out. Are the triggers for love and war the same? Could they be one in the same?
I saw the sun hide behind the cloud, and I wondered how long it would be before I saw its warm face again. I walked into the house and decided to put on my pajamas, since the day was going to be cold, damp and unfriendly.
I wondered too much, and ended up wandering into my doom. They were waiting but this time with guns. I had no idea what I was thinking, why I was going along with it. By now they had all been killed. I have no proof of this, I tell myself to go find out what happened, but before I could get an answer they fired.
coco coco coco coco seaweed eat it now or you die by me now right here right now. have you ever wondered what you would do if the was the situation
I’ve wondered about a lot of things. I use to wonder a lot more than I do know. Wonder about life, wonder if I’d be alive in a year or two. I hate to let myself wonder because it makes me scared and sad. So usually I don’t let myself wonder. Je me demande si…… Wonder wonder. I wonder.
i wondered at the time passing and at the creating of the Creator, i wondered at the humanity of people, and the malicious nature of selfishness among people. i wondered at the beauty of the creation of the world and the wonder and awe i experience at the foot of the my Lord
I wondered about you today. I wondered where you are and who you’d come to be. I wondered if you cared. I wondered if you still kept your promise. I wondered if you still loved me. I wondered when you would come home. I wondered, is this really the price of freedom?
I wondered around the school and i wondered around the room .!!!!!
Yea boiii !!!!
wonder wonder wonder wonder wonder wonder wonder wonder wonder wonder wonder wonder wonder wonder wonder
It means to be curious or not sure.
do you sometimes wonder or imagine about life?. imagation brings dreams. dream on (:
Fireheart wondered if a WindClan patrol would catch he and his own patrol as he made the long journey to the MoonStone.
To make you think to wondered.I don’t know really what else to right .
wondered
I wondered slowly what was going on around me, for suddenly everyone had marshmallow heads. This was peculiar to say the least. Ah, but in a dream, only in a dream is where these crazy sorts of things do happen. Never in real life, only in imagination. Wouldn’t it be nice if we wondered in real life? I think it would. Like Alice in Wonderland..but that ended up being a dream as well. If I had a marshmallow head, that would be epic through and through. Indeed, sir, indeed.
Rick violently sat down and slammed his car door throwing the steaming hot bagel the general direction of the back seat tilting his head back in frustration after noticing Jenny in the middle of Dan and Dan. He wondered at her sense of composure gazing at the stars through the moon roof, awestruck at the beauty.
“Lord…” Rick whispered.
I’ve always wondered if it would one day be possible to walk on clouds like they do in animes.
When you fly above them and look down from your window, they just look so soft and inviting.
oh jesus, i’m always wondered. (again, i see a tree image in my head). it comes out of nowhere. wondered can mean stupid too, not in a bad sence; but i see my face looking stupid
Today I wondered if the word would be rooster. It wasn’t. I cried. Now I’m really sad. The word should be rooster, guys. C’mon!
curious .. not sure .. ponder remember .. fun times .. think about .. have fun frogs cats mary .. joe . cheese .. wonder woman balloons .. women whats up with that
I looked at him and wondered. Was he the one? Was he that one person who’d fulfill me in whole?
Wondering was all I idid, instead of biting the bullet and kissing him.
I shouldn’t have wondered. I should have kissed him.
I wondered what it was like
To be so different
Everything here seemed to be so plain
I wondered what it was like to feel significant
To be unique
To stand out from the crowd for once
I often wondered what it would be like to not worry so much. I wondered if life would be as interesting if I didn’t have the challenges that I have. I wondered if I would be as grateful for the quiet, peaceful times. I wondered if I would be the same person.
one word wondered what the other word endured
I have always wondered how anyone could support planned parenthood.they are an Evil and corrupt institution that profits from the killing of children.
I have often wondered what It’s like to be blonde, to be beautiful, to be adored and then I remember I am happy to be me. The way I am. Who I am, I am happy with my dark hair and pale complexion, I am happier than I have ever been.
I often wondered where you were those days. What you were doing. If you were alone or sharing your soul with someone. I hope that you are sharing it, because I remember what that was like. Holding a tiny piece close to my heart because it shined so brightly. It felt like a hug from a friend you hadn’t seen in awhile. It felt like home.
I wondered what was in the box. Roughly the size of a couch, it filled the room. Rough pine boards, aged to gray, curled up, giving tantalizing hints at what was inside. The red “This end up” had faded and blended with the wood to form a darker version of the gray wood. Dust and grit covered the surface as well. I reached down and grabbed one corner and pulled.
I yanked my hand back as a rusty nail dug into the soft flesh of my index finger. My hasty reflex turned the gouge into a raw tear from knuckle to tip.
I often wondered whether you could say that you were just whelmed, because you can be overwhelmed and you can be underwhelmed, but can you ever be just whelmed?
I wondered if it was normal to see a grown woman sucking her thumb? and if anyone else was looking curiously too?
I have often wondered why students in high school do not come to their classes prepared. I mean, don’t they get that this is basically their ‘job’ right now and that habits formed in their early life will continue on into adulthood? Sometimes I just get really frustrated with this fact running rampant in the halls of American schools.
I wondered about life, friends, family, and myself. But I’ve come to realize that “Finding yourself” isn’t a one time event, or a moment in time: it’s continuous. It’s the collection of moments, discoveries, friendships, heartaches, all of it.. It’s the ongoing adventure of living. :)
I wondered about life, friends, family, and myself. But I realized “Finding myself” isn’t a one time thing, or a moment in time, it’s a continuous adventure, a collection of moments, discoveries, friendships, heartaches, all of it.. life.
i always wondered where i would be in five years, ten years, twenty years. i still have no idea what that wonderment has turned into. i miss the years of life and love and nothingness. i miss childhood when i thought i could be anything. when i believed in peter pan and when i truly believed if i just thought hard enough and believed…i could fly!
Wonder bread. If you eat it does that make it wonder-ed bread?
I often wondered as a child where ever I wandered
If the flavor of the jelly on my pb and j was real cherries
And where did they come from
I’ve always wondered where we go when
We are no longer on this earth
But six feet below its surface.
christmas songs with the word wondered are a lot of songs for instacnce you have walking in a wondered winterland. you have other songs
What i wonder about..i wonder who or where i’ll be in the next ten years i also wonder who i will marry how many children i will have, what my life will be like as an adult.
I wondered if there is life on other planets. Once I swear I saw a UFO. I believe that there is life outside of Earth. I wonder what they look like green with orange hair? It would b
wondered is a word i dont care for. wondered, i wonder why my name is what it is adn wonder why others have the same name.
not all who wonder are lost.
Have you ever wondered about why things happen in the world. Why people fight unjust wars. Or maybe why you fall in love. People fall in love for the most simple and complex things. Have you ever wondered why that happens. What is the trigger to the sould of all humanity. It is a gesture? A look? Or something deeper in the soul that not all of us have a grasp on quite yet. And why do we fight wars? Is it the same simple and complex triggers that reach deep into the human essence and pull it out. Are the triggers for love and war the same? Could they be one in the same?
i wondered how life will be..i’m afraid of it..time pass so quick and i don’t have time to enjoy the life.
I saw the sun hide behind the cloud, and I wondered how long it would be before I saw its warm face again. I walked into the house and decided to put on my pajamas, since the day was going to be cold, damp and unfriendly.
I wondered too much, and ended up wandering into my doom. They were waiting but this time with guns. I had no idea what I was thinking, why I was going along with it. By now they had all been killed. I have no proof of this, I tell myself to go find out what happened, but before I could get an answer they fired.