Entries By Stephanie
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trailer
trailer parks, movie trailers, tractor trailers? what am i supposed to write about trailers? shit, time is running out. this is kind of stressing me out. I just made egg drop soup. That has nothing to do with trailers
Posted By Stephanie On 04.27.2011 @ 5:59 pm
It’s a rather lonely; it looks dilapidated. The poor things! To live in such squalor! Oh, come here, honey. Don’t look at them. It’s okay. It’ll be okay. (But they’re not okay.)
Posted By Stephanie On 04.26.2011 @ 12:37 pm
intersection
An intersection is a place where two to four crossroads meet. When i was about 10 my dad’s Taurus got stuck at an intersection. It wasn’t very fun.
Posted By Stephanie On 04.26.2011 @ 7:46 am
We all come to intersections during the course of our lifetimes. We intersect with faiths, hopes, dreams, desires, and everyone around us. The key to life is to know which intersections are worth your time.
Posted By Stephanie On 04.25.2011 @ 8:44 pm
I stood at the intersection of reality and unbelievability. Would things go my way, or would we crash and burn? Only time would tell where we would go.
Posted By Stephanie On 04.25.2011 @ 12:11 pm
puzzled
You don’t know, do you? It’s left you confused – baffled, even. Here’s a clue – it takes thought.
Posted By Stephanie On 04.25.2011 @ 10:32 am
I lay on my bed, staring up at the white ceiling. This entire situation left me frustrated, and it was something I no longer wanted to deal with. Realizing that this was a waste of time, I hastily jumped off the bed, and pulled on my moccasins. My cat, Humphrey, looked over at me, with a puzzled expression on his face. “Sorry, Humphrey, I need to go take care of this.”
Posted By Stephanie On 04.24.2011 @ 11:48 am
iron
He mined and mined and didn’t even know what he was looking for. His mother sent him to get gold, he knew that, but something about it just seemed so so, well insubstantial, what could you really do with gold except give it away? Or making fancy jewelry. No what he needed was Iron, something strong, something useful, what he needed was a life made of iron.
Posted By Stephanie On 04.24.2011 @ 8:16 am
I walked toward the fog, and was stopped by the site of a cast iron gate. I peered through the cold bars and wondered what lay beyond this gloomy unwelcome. I pushed it open, and a creaking sound cut through the night’s silence. Trudging forward slowly, I realized I was not alone. Right there before me, stood a man – perhaps only years older than myself – staring out into the abyss. Curious as to what he was gazing so intently at, I walked toward him slowly with caution. My gentle steps were not gentle enough, he turned around and peered at me inquisitively.
Posted By Stephanie On 04.23.2011 @ 4:31 pm
gadget
computer, trendy, mac, apple, Ipod, silocon valley, metal, china, bad for environment, not needed, modernization
Posted By Stephanie On 04.20.2011 @ 8:16 pm
I am thinking of what type of gadget I would most like to have. Some sort of utility belt would be cool. Then you could have multiple gadgets in it – like an eraser that turns back time (or re does it), and a hammer that could build anything you can imagine. I would also want nails that could be controlled by my voice – maybe like a weapon, or something.
Posted By Stephanie On 04.20.2011 @ 7:48 pm
gadget is something with which to amuse yourself and bring a simple mind pleasure with a simple item. gadgets distract us from reality, from duty, responsibly and allow us to loose ourselves in their meaninglessness. Fuck gadgets.
Posted By Stephanie On 04.20.2011 @ 7:40 pm
gadgets are boring because they are all technical and boring and show how shit the world has become, they are good in the way that they have enabled us to cure disease etc., but stupid pointless things that make people lazy, boring, mindnumbing fucks are not so good. i am quite anti gadgets, i dont really g
Posted By Stephanie On 04.20.2011 @ 3:55 pm
robot
The shiny, hard-skinned robot looked up at the sun. The warm heat glowed off of its metalic skin. Too bad it didn’t know the feeling of heat before it exploded.
Posted By Stephanie On 04.20.2011 @ 6:35 am
there once was robot who liked to go the zoo. his favourite animals was the kangaroo. He wanted to hop like they did. But as a robot, he had no springs in his legs. One day, our robot friend decided to change this and added springs to his legs. He bounced so high he landed in Australia where a heard of kangaroos took him in. And he lived happily ever after.
Posted By Stephanie On 04.19.2011 @ 10:16 pm
To me, you’re like a colossal robot. We’re both under the influence and your arms are impossible to move as you wrap me up. I’m comfortable here, and yet still unsure. It’s hard to escape…but I’m not sure that I want to just yet. What am I supposed to do when you have me trapped?
Posted By Stephanie On 04.19.2011 @ 7:25 pm
you’re like a robot. you’re arms are hard to break as they wrap me up. i’m intoxicated, but you’re just high. we’re stuck like this. i want to be on your level, but it’s scary. it’s risky. it’s confusing. i don’t even know how to feel in this moment.
Posted By Stephanie On 04.19.2011 @ 7:21 pm
robot feels like life. Go through the motions not caring if they are fluid or not. robots suck, l to make human.
Posted By Stephanie On 04.19.2011 @ 6:30 pm
whiskey
i heart whiskey i got drunk at a party whiskey and scotch aren’t the same cause they are from different places whiskey reminds me of beards. parties. the movie country sttrong. beerjoints. fun times. country stuff.
Posted By Stephanie On 04.17.2011 @ 9:15 pm
Whiskey must be the only drink that actually warms you up and burns you without actually being hot…handy little thing to have.
Posted By Stephanie On 04.17.2011 @ 1:18 pm
the cup of whiskey was there, in his hand, waiting for him, waiting for him to welcome it in, for him to drown his sorrows in its amber liquid. but he didn’t drink it. It no longer had a hold over him. Whiskey was no longer the answer
Posted By Stephanie On 04.17.2011 @ 1:11 pm
luxurious
Queens, kings and other royalty have luxurious and fancy belongings. luxurious is a song by gwen stefani..i think. people that live in luxury are usually extremely wealthy and have a lot of money. their homes are usually very large and they have nice expensive things. luxury can mean a privilege
Posted By stephanie On 04.16.2011 @ 8:23 pm
hysterical
i laughed in a hysterical way when i saw you and your funny shoes. I must say they were hysterical too. Probably, i will be acting as a hysterical person once i use those, they are so amazing. And unique. Stop being hysterical.
Posted By Stephanie On 04.15.2011 @ 9:48 am
One: Absolutely hilarious. Example: He is hysterically funny. Ooh, an adverb!
Two: In a state of panic. Example: Any college student in the middle of exams, Any girl without her man in a scary movie.
Posted By Stephanie On 04.14.2011 @ 12:54 pm
obsolete
Cassette tapes are obsolete. They were replaced by CD’s. Now, the most popular type of music device are MP3 Players and iPod’s.
Posted By Stephanie On 04.13.2011 @ 10:11 am
You’re slipping away I feel it happening Please stay here with me
Fight your way back now Promise me you won’t become Just a faded dream
I know you aren’t just An obsolete memory Just stay here with me
Posted By Stephanie On 04.13.2011 @ 9:45 am
bookshelf
Volumes of my life fill the shelves From Magic Tree House and Shel Silverstein To Narnia and Harry Potter Myriad sources of imagination Lies within my bookshelves Because one has never been enough To contain the far reaches of my daydreams My bookshelves were home to my favorite stories My greatest heroes and inspirations You could say bookshelves wrote this poem
Posted By Stephanie On 04.12.2011 @ 10:55 am
thirst
i love to drink water. Iced tea is also good. I can’t drink any coke or soft drinks right now because I’m doing Lent. I’d like a nice Grape Smirnoff Ice right now. It sucks when I’m really hot and thirsty, but there isn’t a water fountain around. I love drinking Gatorade on a hot day.
Posted By Stephanie On 04.10.2011 @ 6:01 pm
