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abstract

The word “abstract” leads me to think of abstract art, though I’m not sure why. I think abstract, when it comes to art, is awarded without much thought. I see pieces that are labeled as “abstract” that aren’t striking or thought-provoking. I know the saying is “To each his own,” but sometimes it’s just a bunch of scribbling a 3-year-old could do.

Posted By grace On 11.13.2011 @ 8:03 pm

beginning

“In the beginning…” The first words in a very controversial “book.” I can’t help but think of the many theories the human race has come up with to explain how the earth, the entire universe, our own existence, came to be. From the Big Bang to what different cultures and religions believe. I stand in awe of the beginning.

Posted By grace On 11.11.2011 @ 6:04 pm

positively

absolutely

Posted By grace On 11.10.2011 @ 7:45 pm

I think of Brits when I see this word. You know, like when they say things like “That’s positively gorgeous!” etc. Maybe I’ve been brainwashed by the media though. I bet if I actually ever went to England no one would say that, like, ever.

Posted By grace On 11.10.2011 @ 2:43 pm

prints

Printers are not my friends. They refuse to work whenever I have anything important I must have in ink. It also hates me because I batter it over and over again, with my fist, and sometimes a book, or a pillow when I’m feeling generous. I can’t wait for the day printers will be extinct and some new reliable technology will take its place. Until that day I must grin and bear it, I suppose.

Posted By grace On 11.10.2011 @ 3:18 am

patent

I don’t know what patent means sooooo I am going to write about how I don’t know what the word is! I don’t know what

Posted By Grace On 11.08.2011 @ 11:23 am

tires

Wheels wheels wheels go round. Scary if floating in the middle of the street. Painful if thrown by a dinosaur. Screeching makes me happy

Posted By Grace On 11.06.2011 @ 10:14 am

my dad works in the tire business. i love it. it makes me unique in some way. i wish i remember more from when i was kid just hanging out in the warehouse. im glad they got bought out. but sad that corporate is ruining it. i like tires though regardless, because they represent a lot of my childhood.

Posted By Grace On 11.05.2011 @ 9:20 pm

husband

someone who you can always depend on to see it through till the end. eternal respect and understanding. comfort. trust. passion. excitement. suprise. real big love.

Posted By grace On 10.30.2011 @ 2:03 pm

compassion

the word to describe how you feel with others, have compassion have sympathy be nice, you’re not always right and you don’t have to be insensitive. Be caring, be thoughtful, show the others how you feel, let them feel like they have a friend. be there, love easily that’s all you have to do. that’s all that matters if everyone was more compassionate then life would be better.

Posted By grace On 10.13.2011 @ 8:20 pm

spring

this is a time of the year when lambs are born and its starting to get really hot cos summer is arriving and then all of the teenagers around the world get happy cos they are able to go to the beach but i get annoyed in the spring cos it means that at work i have to make a whole lot more ice creams than i normally would have to and that annoys me a lot cos i don’t really like doing them that often!

Posted By Grace On 10.13.2011 @ 2:49 am

stacks

Stacks of books are piled high around the store taunting me to sit down and read them all. They are calling out to me in whispers of promising stories and streams of words strung together.

Posted By Grace On 10.11.2011 @ 3:40 am

suppose

Suppose for a second I went through with it. Would anyone notice? Would they realize they were wrong? I wonder these things frequently. Suppose I can overcome this feeling. What would the world hold for me?

Posted By Grace On 10.03.2011 @ 5:58 pm

half

milk gallon car half of whatever i want it to be i guess you have half of my heart, i have half of yours. long distance. very hard. half of my world, half of my life. i hope i havent lived half of it yet. 17 is pretty young to be living half. my aunt. died of cancer this year. her life is over. half of that pain was transcended on my mom, her sister. half. half.

Posted By grace On 09.30.2011 @ 8:21 am

fifty percent, a failing grade, never good enough. half the days i wake up and feel on top the world, half the days i wake up and feel like i’ll never be strong enough. just give me a little more strength, i just want to be better and better, so far i’m never good enough i’m just a victim of my own taste. it’s the milk i drink, the eggs in the crate that belong to me after i split it with my silent roommate. the number of men in my life who have abused me.

Posted By Grace On 09.29.2011 @ 11:13 pm

pressed

Keep pressing until it hurts. This is an example of the kind of figurative language that is meant both literally and figuratively, simultaneously, when put into the context of Mike and Harvey from the show Suits.

Posted By Grace On 09.25.2011 @ 7:14 pm

for time. orange juice. i’m thinking, is that cheating? i don’t think it’s helping that much. juice is pressed. i’m pressed against a wall by my lovely boyfriend.

Posted By grace On 09.25.2011 @ 3:26 pm

convinced

I’m not convinced everything is going to be okay. I’m not convinced you even believe me… but these are the only words I can offer you, so I’ll keep saying them hoping one day you will believe me. Everything is going to be okay.

Posted By Grace On 09.23.2011 @ 10:14 pm

i am convinced that life is about choices. that i love writing. that i love logan. convincing can be hard to do. i am good at convincing people of things. that’s called persuasion. i hope i spelled that right. my parents have convinced me of things, but i don’t consider myself someone who is convinced of things easily. it takes time for me to be convinced. therefore i’m not gullible.

Posted By grace On 09.23.2011 @ 7:15 pm

couch

Couch, a beautiful, amazing place of rest. Come on all shapes and colours and sizes. You are so comfortable and I love you! COUCH! LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE!

Posted By Grace On 09.22.2011 @ 4:17 am

Comfortable place of rest, i love it!!!!! I love you couch! Purple? love I am sitting on you right now, you are leather and deep deep brown and so so beautiful! I love you couch you are amazing!

Posted By Grace On 09.22.2011 @ 4:15 am

celebrate

Celebrate is when you hold a celebration for a special occasion. People celebrate minor and major evens that happen and can always be fun.

Posted By Grace On 09.20.2011 @ 10:20 am

pouch

pouches are very helpful to kangaroos. they can hold them and care for them, in a motherly way. it’s comfortable and handy.

Posted By Grace On 09.16.2011 @ 7:46 pm

distinguished

oh, to be distinguished. to get noticed, to be vulnerable to be extinguished. a lightning rod for social lightning.

Posted By grace On 09.11.2011 @ 1:42 am

ant

ant play with aunt may be a new way to be in the way and hey, how come when a new life cycle begins you judge a person based on what may happen and what maybe will still be a new consequence

Posted By grace On 09.05.2011 @ 4:40 pm

salt

“Talent is about as cheap as table salt. The difference between the person with talent and the successful one is hard work.” Stephen King

Good advice.

But then again…

“Take all advice with a grain of salt.”

My mother.

Posted By Grace On 09.02.2011 @ 4:15 pm

sponge

“Soak up all of your emotions- like a sponge. And never let them loose, for they’ll be your downfall.” My mother underlined this point to me when I was only 8. And forever more, I’m a sponge.

Posted By Grace On 09.01.2011 @ 6:38 pm

offer

Offer up your indecent virtues like just because I’m comfortable with a little leg hair, with a little fluid exchange, doesn’t make one ‘bad’ or another ‘better’.

Posted By Grace On 08.30.2011 @ 1:48 pm

mist

mist. mist in my soul. mist in the daylight. mist under my eyelids. mist leaking from under my clothes, my carefully wrapped sweater, scarf. your absence in me, the gaping hole from which the fine mist curls.

Posted By grace On 08.29.2011 @ 11:27 pm

chance

A single chance is all I ask for in life. A chance to learn. A chance to grow to my full potential. But more often than not, people shut me down without giving me that one shot. Is it so hard to take a moment to give me that chance?

Posted By Grace On 08.28.2011 @ 3:42 pm