Entries By Amy
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passport
I think I need a new passport. Mine is almost 10 years old, and although it has plenty of stamps, the picture just isn’t, well, me. Not anymore. It was taken a virtual eon ago, of a young, naive girl who had yet to travel the world. Also, I’m no longer a blond.
Posted By Amy On 04.17.2009 @ 10:22 am
general
anything everything the world people things animals food nature beauty art travel colors television music starts poor rich thick thin
Posted By amy On 04.16.2009 @ 1:06 pm
I got nothing. I like the specific. Ha. That was the word last week sometime. All that general brings up is General Lee. Nah.
Posted By Amy On 04.15.2009 @ 10:22 pm
“In general”….conversation stopper as what follows is usually on stauchly held opinion. The outlayers are usually more interesting… generally.
Posted By amy On 04.15.2009 @ 10:15 pm
knock
knock knock… is anyone ther? am i really alone? I am scard!!! so i shall hide under my covers for the night!!!
Posted By Amy On 04.15.2009 @ 1:09 pm
disconnect
I disconnect from the world and fall into an abyss for which there is no end. falling i find i am happy to know how my next few seconds will be spent!
Posted By Amy On 04.14.2009 @ 11:09 pm
the feeling of freedom that comes with knowing absolutely nothing about what the other person is rambling on about.
Posted By amy On 04.14.2009 @ 5:40 pm
Mary was so angry should could barely manage to disconnect the phone from the outlet. It was one of those days when she seriously considered breaking down and purchasing one of those new-fangled cell phones.
Posted By amy On 04.14.2009 @ 7:31 am
I hate having to disconnect my computer from the internet. I hate disconnecting from friends but distance makes it happen to often. disconnect, um i dont know what else to say…
Posted By Amy On 04.13.2009 @ 7:07 pm
international
countries all around the world, relations, global, cultures, people, markets, expansive, communications, foreign, new, unexpected, novel, unknown, exotic
Posted By amy On 04.13.2009 @ 12:06 pm
international. I always start with the word when I post here. I think to give myself another few seconds to think. the same motive behind repeating the question during the question portion of a pageant, or repeating the word during the spelling bee. Which i won in 5th grade, by the way. so the ploy must work.
Posted By amy On 04.13.2009 @ 6:34 am
As we got off the plane at the international airport I could only feel relieved to be back home in my own country. While traveling in other countries can be fun and interesting there really is no place like home.
Posted By amy On 04.13.2009 @ 6:28 am
battery
fits in a car mine is in the back of my car. I am thinking of Chris Brown, and there is a new song out with the lyrics Chris Brown needs to get his assed kicked. I think it has a violent sound this word but then again I was a paralegal for several years the law profession, criminal law anyway tends to bring out the cynical side. I am not sure what else to write I am supposed to be working does this time out or do you just keep writing??? I am going to submit now…
Posted By Amy On 04.10.2009 @ 10:02 am
The patient was subjected to a battery of new tests but still the doctors could not find the reason for her migraine headaches. They remained baffled by their patient’s odd set of symptoms.
Posted By amy On 04.10.2009 @ 8:43 am
misunderstood
I was deeply in love and as such I wanted to do and say all of the things that would send that message to my beloved but to my great dismay I learned too late that I had been misunderstood. It wasn’t the first time this had happened with a true love so clearly I was the one at fault.
Posted By amy On 04.09.2009 @ 12:23 pm
i hold dear the heart that doesnt want me and i stop and think of the ones that might. when i reach out with bloodied hands, i turn and see you still there behind me. but i cant make you out and i dont understand what your saying–just let me hear the song your singing and maybe i’ll be able to clean my hands
Posted By amy On 04.09.2009 @ 9:41 am
I feel this way when I walk through the snow and know that my friends think that I’m mixed up. They try and try to help, but armchair psych isn’t what I need. What I need is for someone to lay with me and put their arms around me and drag me back into feeling like a person. I don’t mean to be as dull as the sky. I don’t mean to be as dry as the sticks on the March ground. I don’t want to be. I see everyone who can just laugh and talk and e fine with being by themselves, everyone who can just fill the hours of the day without trying and I’m jealous. I’m SO jealous, like how I was back in highschool. Watching all the popular girls with all of their friends and inside jokes and boys picking them up. I feel like a dishrag that’s been wrung out. I know this goes away with time, but what do I fucking do in the mean time?
Posted By Amy On 04.09.2009 @ 9:22 am
There she is. Sitting alone. She wears all black. And one knows why. How foolish of them to judge her. How ridiculous of them. They don’t even know her. Not at all. Never said a word to her. And they would never know All the pain she faced. The beatings. Her father is a monster. Yes…they don’t know. Not at all.
Posted By Amy On 04.08.2009 @ 7:18 pm
blackout
blackout. always makes me think of theatre. cue at the end of a scene. Sudden. harsh. Very different from fade to black. The difference between sudden death and long, lingering.
Posted By Amy On 04.05.2009 @ 12:52 pm
The black out of NY, 2004 (?) was a surreal time. It was my last day of work, and I was training my replacement, when the computer died. Then we looked around and realized the building was out. Then we found out the block was out. Thoughts of 9/11 flashed through our minds. But we were okay.
Posted By amy On 04.04.2009 @ 9:56 pm
suspend
i was suspended from school my freshman for fighting some girl..i regretted it later now..i learned alot from that experience
Posted By amy On 11.19.2008 @ 8:18 pm
convertible
The little red convertible Mustang was a car envied by all who saw it. Collectors squabbled over the car’s worth but that was just in dollars. It was impossible to assess the car’s worth in emotional terms.
Posted By Amy On 11.12.2008 @ 9:23 am
I’ve always dreamed about owning a red convertible. Driving around with the top down, and not a care in the world. Me, and the woman I love, driving down the highway, hair blowing in the wind, her bare feet hanging out the window as we listen to classic rock. Yeah, that’d be nice. :]
Posted By Amy On 11.09.2008 @ 11:28 am
startled
she jumped like a deer a red like blinked on. grass wass frosted with hard crystalline lumps. It feels like a miniature heart ttack. It feels like a starting gun and your whole chest jumps. Americas funniest home videos is often funnier then we give it credit for. A startled face is often the funniest, the most unbridled, the most childlike. It is pure emotion, unbridled and primitive. This is my first time doing one of these how long do I take?
Posted By Amy On 11.06.2008 @ 1:12 pm
well startled. okay i guess i hate being startled….. i hate not knowing if somethings coming or not coming … idk if i know its coming that makes it worse… things like thriller movies are one thing that i absolutelty haaaaatte!
Posted By Amy On 11.03.2008 @ 3:59 pm
I was startled to see that the word was startled. I was expecting an abstract noun instead of a verb. It is harder writing about verb. To me, writing about a verb is startling. I don’t particularly like to be startled because I am a planning type of person. Note I said planning, not organized – there is a difference. For one thing a plan may not necessarily be finished.
Posted By AMy On 11.03.2008 @ 5:38 am
scared freaked out surprised…these were all emotions that i felt when i was startle by the black cat that jumped out of the bushes, blocking my path.
Posted By amy On 10.31.2008 @ 12:01 pm
gentle
His hand touched her cheek. Softly, barely grazing her skin, and she felt the shiver running down her back, traveling slowly from the slight impact of his skin on her cheek. Inching around her neck, and down her spinal column, until it appeared as a shiver and the tiny hairs on her arm stood on end.
Posted By amy On 10.29.2008 @ 8:03 pm
Sometimes it’s difficult to be gentle. In the middle of strong emotions you forget how important it is to ease others into your way of thinking. By settling down and thinking about how the other person will feel about the information you’re presenting, you’ll get a lot further with your relationship.
Posted By Amy On 10.28.2008 @ 7:48 am
