hiking school and stuff is what goes in it. I have one, its pretty cool. in fact, brought it to work today to carry my stuff. I prefer briefcases though. backpacks are for younger kids in school. they’re still pretty chill and easier to lug around, must admit.
Oh that old thing, yeah, it went with me, all 4 years of high school. Than it came when I went to Hong Kong and China. I don’t think I can travel with out it. If it could talk, it probably say that I should find something else to carry my dirty clothes. :)
I wish I had a backpack. I really like North face backpacks because there expensive and I really like expensive things. Just because they are nice to have. I am very selfish. They come in many colors and styles. They are very nice to have around because when
holds many things and keeps what you need close. a great companion in the adventure that is life. what does it contain? and how did i lose what i thought i need? is this just a prank? is my backpack alive? so many names. knapsack, bag, purse, etc. thank you backpack
A backpack is as simple as a colorful novelty in which children carry crayons and books, as interesting as the luggage used by a traveler, or as complex as the container in which an individual carries his or her entire life.
backpack reminds me of the first day of school and every day of school from then on. It’s something that carries all of your belongings for the 6 hours you spend in the classroom be it from your ipod, your books, notes from your friends, the gum you’re not supposed to have or the candy that you crave and need to get you through. You’re backpack is there for you no matter what and will always carry you even when you’re carrying it.
“Why do I have to carry all of this stuff?!” I probably complained for the 1,000th time today on this trip, but that was actually the only thing I was NOT tired about. “Because it is YOUR backpack and your stuff.”
the backpack is growing heavier each day i return to school. i load it with all my materials, the books that have your name scribbled all over them, pens and pencils chewed in deep thought. my backpack is the perfect container for my memories of you…
i have a backpack. a backpack full of secrets. in it i keep all the adventures i go on that my parents dont know about. ive been high. with guys that are older than me. but most importantly my true beliefs. i dont follow my parents. i develop my own. beleifs of love, creativity, and beauty in the world.
I want to run through green fields. Climb up mountains. Run through ice covered cliffs. Take off my back pack and jump into lakes. Dive into the ocean and swim with Dolphins. Observe forest animals from afar and try to take decent videos to upload on youtube. Meet new people in popular tourist sites. Might get to check off a few of these when I will be travelling a month from now. :P
Backpacks are for people who have ambition and care about our environment. They not only take things out of it but put garbage in that would naturally pile up from those who do not care.
Once I walked all the way to school without my backpack. I had gotten lost in my thoughts, singing to myself, observing friend and nature, imagining all kinds of schemes and just left it behind, that sack of linear connections and straight lines. I got to school and felt like an idiot, but I learned more on my walk than I did the rest of the day.
Screaming how much he hated me, my son threw his backpack at me and threatened to run away from home. How did this happen? Just weeks ago we were a happy little family and everything was improving. Now our world seems broken and dysfunctional.
Ugh, when I think about backpacks, it takes me back to school, it takes me back to times I’d rather not remember, and now…well, I guess I’m here. When I think about backpack, I think….oh gosh, I remember how heavy mine was, and then I decided to switch it, and while it was lame….I did it, and then I was comfortable.
I have an old pink backpack that I bought at the Sawgrass Mills Mall in Ft. Lauderdale when I was in seventh grade. At the time, I desired a Jansport brandname backpack because it was what all the children at school had, but after the purchase I was wrecked with guilt. The thing cost $60 and I felt incredibly guilty about having spent so much money for the purposes of indulging my childish brandname desires. I told my mother we should take it back, but she refused.
I like to go to school and pack up my backpack. I go to school for one thousand years and then I homeschool. When I am five years old I homeschool and then I get to be six years old and go back to school for one thousand years. the end.
I pack a bag with my life’s worth. I travel to a world undiscovered, a world unknown. To restart a life that I once owned. I am new, I am free, I am able to create what ‘Me’ I wish to be. What I carry with me is my heart on my sleeve, and my backpack on my shoulders. Living free.
once i had a backpack and it got all ripped up inside so i put duct tap all over it. one day when i put it in my car the adhesive on the duct tape melted and got all over my car… it sucked but it got me out of homework for the next day because my teacher said it was “creative”.
She carried a backpack of flutes and books and a bottle of wine and a scarf to tie about her neck or her waist or the lip of the wine bottle in a pinch.
i use a backpack in everyday life. mostly for school sometimes for camping. i have my most value things in my backpack. its sturdy and blue and i love it. sometimes it gets really heave but that doesnt matter it used it cuz i love it.
I put on my backpack and headed out on a fantastic journey full of unicorns, bears, and things that I can’t say! Inside my backpack are many things, goblins and wands and all sorts of magical things! I’m excited to go on my journey, though I don’t have the slightest idea where I’m heading!
I used backpacks for school when i was younger, but that fizzled put during middle school when it was cool to have purses, they held so much and a juice pack spilled in my favorite once.
i want to walk around the world with a backpack in hand. but how i wish this backpack was bottom-less, going for forever, for one cannot fit a large jacket into a backpack. also, since when did backpacks know how to bottle the love and tragedy that i will see during my ventures? tell me how to pack emotions.
My backpack is light right now, only the notebook and the detritus of normal life. Not like the semester, when it is filled with books and binders and papers to grade, ice cleats to help me survive the frosted parking lots, mail and media and everything else. Light in materials, and light in life–that is the summer.
While backpacking through Europe i stumbled upon America. It might not have been Europe….i haven’t been there yet, but i have a trip planned in September. I was probably in Canada….eh. The backpack held water and a car. It saved our lives.
School I use backpacks all the time, there good at holding things like books and stuff, but sometimes! I get a backpack and I fill it and get’s so full, and I’m like really? And it’s heavy and just draining. I hate it when my backpacks that heavy it sucks.
I wish I could just talk you and stick you in my backpack. So that you and I know that we will never go wrong. To have you always with me is all I want. To love you till the end.
it is a rucksack where people put stuff in to carry around for convenience. it usually has two straps that allow the arms to go through and therefore be carried on one’s back.
I have some but need a new one. But you never get one just the right size. They either have too little pockets or too many. They’re like a huge purse… annoying to carry yet necessary.
travelling and running away, far away to the distant lands to explore new opportunities. to be among people that don’t know you. to discover something new inside and outside. to have no limits.
I went round the world with a backpack! Me – an old woman – not that anyone noticed me, of course, as the great thing about being older is being invisible. Even with a bloody great backpack on my back. Got really good at packing it – amazing how little you need when you have to carry it for a year!
I always kept my backpack filled with stuff. Random things. Things I cared about and things I just happened to see lying around. It was an interesting array to say the least. I don’t think I ever stole anything, but who knows. Regardless, it’s full.
She filled her backpack with wondrous things. Shells she had collected from that beach vacation with Herbert that time he had proposed, but had turned him down for no good reason. The manuscript from the book of poetry she was still writing, the stones from her trek up that amazing mountain with Maury. Was she still mourning the loss of Herbert, is that why she still carried those shells?
There was a backpack in the corner. it sat slightly open with a small red kerchief sticking out. But the closer you get to it, the more you realize its not a red kerchief. Its a flap of something vaguely resembling skin. Closer still, its not skin, its a dyed red fabric almost fuzzy like. What a way to scare you.
When I was younger I had a Britney Spears backpack. It’s one of the biggest regrets of my life that I opted to get that one instead of the Hey Arnold! one. That would’ve been really cool. :( Now I’m sad. Sigh.
hiking school and stuff is what goes in it. I have one, its pretty cool. in fact, brought it to work today to carry my stuff. I prefer briefcases though. backpacks are for younger kids in school. they’re still pretty chill and easier to lug around, must admit.
Oh that old thing, yeah, it went with me, all 4 years of high school. Than it came when I went to Hong Kong and China. I don’t think I can travel with out it. If it could talk, it probably say that I should find something else to carry my dirty clothes. :)
I wish I had a backpack. I really like North face backpacks because there expensive and I really like expensive things. Just because they are nice to have. I am very selfish. They come in many colors and styles. They are very nice to have around because when
A bag pack holds many secrets, a backpack can mean a lot, it can see everything that you and I and we all get to see. I want to see the world.
holds many things and keeps what you need close. a great companion in the adventure that is life. what does it contain? and how did i lose what i thought i need? is this just a prank? is my backpack alive? so many names. knapsack, bag, purse, etc. thank you backpack
A backpack is as simple as a colorful novelty in which children carry crayons and books, as interesting as the luggage used by a traveler, or as complex as the container in which an individual carries his or her entire life.
backpack reminds me of the first day of school and every day of school from then on. It’s something that carries all of your belongings for the 6 hours you spend in the classroom be it from your ipod, your books, notes from your friends, the gum you’re not supposed to have or the candy that you crave and need to get you through. You’re backpack is there for you no matter what and will always carry you even when you’re carrying it.
“Why do I have to carry all of this stuff?!” I probably complained for the 1,000th time today on this trip, but that was actually the only thing I was NOT tired about. “Because it is YOUR backpack and your stuff.”
the backpack is growing heavier each day i return to school. i load it with all my materials, the books that have your name scribbled all over them, pens and pencils chewed in deep thought. my backpack is the perfect container for my memories of you…
back
pain
school
lunch pack
homework
books
carry a weight
i have a backpack. a backpack full of secrets. in it i keep all the adventures i go on that my parents dont know about. ive been high. with guys that are older than me. but most importantly my true beliefs. i dont follow my parents. i develop my own. beleifs of love, creativity, and beauty in the world.
I want to run through green fields. Climb up mountains. Run through ice covered cliffs. Take off my back pack and jump into lakes. Dive into the ocean and swim with Dolphins. Observe forest animals from afar and try to take decent videos to upload on youtube. Meet new people in popular tourist sites. Might get to check off a few of these when I will be travelling a month from now. :P
woods, forrest man, jungle, animals, fire, alone, no food,songs, family
Backpacks are for people who have ambition and care about our environment. They not only take things out of it but put garbage in that would naturally pile up from those who do not care.
Once I walked all the way to school without my backpack. I had gotten lost in my thoughts, singing to myself, observing friend and nature, imagining all kinds of schemes and just left it behind, that sack of linear connections and straight lines. I got to school and felt like an idiot, but I learned more on my walk than I did the rest of the day.
Screaming how much he hated me, my son threw his backpack at me and threatened to run away from home. How did this happen? Just weeks ago we were a happy little family and everything was improving. Now our world seems broken and dysfunctional.
Ugh, when I think about backpacks, it takes me back to school, it takes me back to times I’d rather not remember, and now…well, I guess I’m here. When I think about backpack, I think….oh gosh, I remember how heavy mine was, and then I decided to switch it, and while it was lame….I did it, and then I was comfortable.
I have an old pink backpack that I bought at the Sawgrass Mills Mall in Ft. Lauderdale when I was in seventh grade. At the time, I desired a Jansport brandname backpack because it was what all the children at school had, but after the purchase I was wrecked with guilt. The thing cost $60 and I felt incredibly guilty about having spent so much money for the purposes of indulging my childish brandname desires. I told my mother we should take it back, but she refused.
I like to go to school and pack up my backpack. I go to school for one thousand years and then I homeschool. When I am five years old I homeschool and then I get to be six years old and go back to school for one thousand years. the end.
I pack a bag with my life’s worth. I travel to a world undiscovered, a world unknown. To restart a life that I once owned. I am new, I am free, I am able to create what ‘Me’ I wish to be. What I carry with me is my heart on my sleeve, and my backpack on my shoulders. Living free.
once i had a backpack and it got all ripped up inside so i put duct tap all over it. one day when i put it in my car the adhesive on the duct tape melted and got all over my car… it sucked but it got me out of homework for the next day because my teacher said it was “creative”.
She carried a backpack of flutes and books and a bottle of wine and a scarf to tie about her neck or her waist or the lip of the wine bottle in a pinch.
i use a backpack in everyday life. mostly for school sometimes for camping. i have my most value things in my backpack. its sturdy and blue and i love it. sometimes it gets really heave but that doesnt matter it used it cuz i love it.
I put on my backpack and headed out on a fantastic journey full of unicorns, bears, and things that I can’t say! Inside my backpack are many things, goblins and wands and all sorts of magical things! I’m excited to go on my journey, though I don’t have the slightest idea where I’m heading!
I used backpacks for school when i was younger, but that fizzled put during middle school when it was cool to have purses, they held so much and a juice pack spilled in my favorite once.
i want to walk around the world with a backpack in hand. but how i wish this backpack was bottom-less, going for forever, for one cannot fit a large jacket into a backpack. also, since when did backpacks know how to bottle the love and tragedy that i will see during my ventures? tell me how to pack emotions.
My backpack is light right now, only the notebook and the detritus of normal life. Not like the semester, when it is filled with books and binders and papers to grade, ice cleats to help me survive the frosted parking lots, mail and media and everything else. Light in materials, and light in life–that is the summer.
While backpacking through Europe i stumbled upon America. It might not have been Europe….i haven’t been there yet, but i have a trip planned in September. I was probably in Canada….eh. The backpack held water and a car. It saved our lives.
School I use backpacks all the time, there good at holding things like books and stuff, but sometimes! I get a backpack and I fill it and get’s so full, and I’m like really? And it’s heavy and just draining. I hate it when my backpacks that heavy it sucks.
I wish I could just talk you and stick you in my backpack. So that you and I know that we will never go wrong. To have you always with me is all I want. To love you till the end.
Remember when we said
we’d backpack across Europe?
You said:
It’ll be just you,
and me,
and the World.
Remember when we said
we’d backpack across Europe?
Did you forget
about Us?
it is a rucksack where people put stuff in to carry around for convenience. it usually has two straps that allow the arms to go through and therefore be carried on one’s back.
I have some but need a new one. But you never get one just the right size. They either have too little pockets or too many. They’re like a huge purse… annoying to carry yet necessary.
travelling and running away, far away to the distant lands to explore new opportunities. to be among people that don’t know you. to discover something new inside and outside. to have no limits.
I went round the world with a backpack! Me – an old woman – not that anyone noticed me, of course, as the great thing about being older is being invisible. Even with a bloody great backpack on my back. Got really good at packing it – amazing how little you need when you have to carry it for a year!
I always kept my backpack filled with stuff. Random things. Things I cared about and things I just happened to see lying around. It was an interesting array to say the least. I don’t think I ever stole anything, but who knows. Regardless, it’s full.
She filled her backpack with wondrous things. Shells she had collected from that beach vacation with Herbert that time he had proposed, but had turned him down for no good reason. The manuscript from the book of poetry she was still writing, the stones from her trek up that amazing mountain with Maury. Was she still mourning the loss of Herbert, is that why she still carried those shells?
There was a backpack in the corner. it sat slightly open with a small red kerchief sticking out. But the closer you get to it, the more you realize its not a red kerchief. Its a flap of something vaguely resembling skin. Closer still, its not skin, its a dyed red fabric almost fuzzy like. What a way to scare you.
katck shell
the melt sheild
zolu rama – talc
When I was younger I had a Britney Spears backpack. It’s one of the biggest regrets of my life that I opted to get that one instead of the Hey Arnold! one. That would’ve been really cool. :( Now I’m sad. Sigh.