I don’t want to write about a backpack because I just went to “read” and backpack was the first word so I read everyone else’s thoughts about back packs. I have unoriginal thoughts about back packs. Gimme the next word. kthnx.
travelling, exploring, going places. being with friends, being at a festival. being in tears saying goodbye at an airport. being alone. digging at the bottom. being lucky at the top. hidden pockets!! zips and buttons. sore back. rub marks on your shoulders. someone lovely carrying it for you.
i always wanted to backpack around the world.
(well, maybe not always and maybe not backpack)
but there’s something quaint about having your worldly possessions on your back — like a turtle! — and discovering new places, new people, new things…
Allyson let out a sigh and held her backpack strap tighter. Another lonely day at high school full of the fake and rude. She turned her head to the side, just in time to catch him eye. Two years it’s been since she last talked to him.
A hike isnt what i had in mind, but any time alone with him is better than sitting home mooning like a wide eyed school girl. My backpack couldn’t have been heavier if it contained the anchor to some long forgotten sunken ship.
When I was a wee Bob I would always have a heavy backpack. I wasn’t much into doing school work or homework, so its weight kind of confused me. That being said, I feel like it made me stronger and I’m plenty okay with that. For the future, I want to backpack across a foreign country or something… and that backpack will likely be on the heavy side.
I wish I have a back pack filled with shit, so I could hurl the shit whenever i want at people that deserve it and I wont have to worry about ammo cause I have a shit tube from my ass that goes straight to the backpack. and i will have side pockets that have butt wipes.
I got a brand new backpack with my laptop. It was a great investment, because it fits my laptop and it’s got tons of pockets and space for other stuffs. And since my new laptop was for school, it just works great to fit all my pens, papers notebooks and text books. So it’s great for school. It’s also great for travel. No, it doesn’t fit under the seat in front of me (usually) but it does fit in overhead bins. So it’s awesome for that. It turned out to be a really great investment :)
I wore my bright blue backpack to school yesterday. I filled it with pencils, pens, paper, and my lunch. My water bottle exploded and got my bright blue backpack all wet. My paper, pens, and pencils got wet too. My lunch was ruined. I went to dry my backpack in the sun. It was ruined.
I wear a backpack when I go walking. It’s very useful for holding a cagouls, a warm hat, a flask of tea and my sandwiches. Mine has useful pockets on the outside. It’s usually much lighter when I an coming down off the mountain because I’ve eaten everything there is
A backpack holds things. It can hold just about anything that can fit into it. My brother wants to go train hopping and he wants to get a backpack to carry clothes and items that he would use on a daily basis. Most people use backpacks to carry books when they’re in school. I always use a backpack to carry my books home from school. Backpacks are very, very, useful.
i wana go backpacking across Europe. Maybe i’ll find a cute european guy there. get married. have kids. have a beautiful life. in the future a backpack will let me travel the world and meet my love. for now though, its just taking me to school 5 times a day and possibly meeting a high school crush. :)
She was fighting back tears. They knew it was going to happen, they’ve known for months, but that didn’t make it any easier. She helped him back his bags. They found everything on the list that he was suppose to bring with him. They packed his C-Bags, they packed his backpack, they packed everything. The next morning he would be gone. The last bit of time the have together before deployment, and they spend it packing bags. It’s a night she’ll cherish forever, and never forget.
I always use my backpack, and a lot of my friends always say how I walk weird when I wear one. They try to imitate me and it’s pretty funny I guess. I got one of those new ones where you can put your laptop in it. It’s so awesome. I don’t know who creates these things, but whoever does should get a medal or something other than just a lot of money. Something meaningful I guess.
It was just sitting there. Being purple with its grey straps. It looks like your backpack that you carried everywhere. One look and I knew I had made the wrong decision. ‘Why the hell did you look?’ I asked myself. But it was too late, all the memories came flowing back. It was like a sped up slideshow of the entire year we spent together- laughs, hugs, smiles, drinks, time together, holding each other, more laughs, more smiles, calls, texting, staying up late, looking into your eyes, crying, holding each other, even more laughing, comfort. Where did it all go? I grab that stupid backpack and shoved it under the rest.
I carry my books inside of my purple backpack. Sometimes it hurts my back to cary it. I’s a convienient size so i can tote around stuff:) I love my purple backpack because it is my favote color!
Man i have this backpack ive had since freshmen year in college. Its my favorite. Its gotten me through so many bad days at school. Its been filled with things to be played with at the park. Your backpack is your friend treat it with respect. I just bought a new one to go to Europe in.
hiking in the mountains, I see a trail leading somewhere although I have no idea where to. maybe it will be to my death, or maybe my own survival. I have no clue whatsoever. maybe that is the point.
She sorted through the items in her backpack. The crystal of light, the ruby of knowledge, a magic carpet, and a map. She didn’t know what to do with them, but she kept them close.
Ana was going on a journey into a land of the unknown.
travel.. London. London must be a great place, right? I’ve been dreaming about it for the past 6 years. Wish I could just feel the rain on my skin already. Tired of this waiting drama!
I want a backpack I could just fill with emotions. Bad memories, the works. One that I could carry to the top of a mountain or go to the middle of the sea with and then just dump it. Lost, forever….
I would like to just leave everything and take my backpack and go through out Europe. I would let my apartment and not have to think about the rent. I would go by train and by bus and meet loads of people. I would “take a bath” in Fontana di Trevi.
across Europe… youth hostels and homemade cheese and baguettes. That’s something I wish I would have done in college, but at least I made it to Paris for a week and had the cheese and breads.
Blue, filled with everything a child would need, for school, sorry escape. The pistol was the heaviest item in there, surrounding by the frilly top her mother bought her that she hated, but had to wear for her birthday. The cyanide was easier to hide.
Angrily, he began to shove things into the small, worn backpack. His green eyes scanned the room for anything of importance he may have forgotten. Upon finding nothing, he stood up and let his icy gaze settle onto his lover, “This is the end. I’m sorry, but this just won’t work, Alex.”
always following me..
ever time i go on a hike, to be by myself,
it sits atop my shoulders.
but its not always like an intruder,
it provides the essentials i need to keep going.
i want to backpack across the world. nothing but a backpack and myself. seeing beautiful places & world wonders. putting my whole life into one bag and saying goodbye to everything that stresses me out, and saying hello to a brand new me. a brand new me….
As I sat at my desk, I noticed my backpack from my sophomore year of collage through a crack in my closet door. Feeling bored and instantly nostalgic, I laid it on the bed, bracing myself for the wave of memories inside.
In going through the front pouch, I found favorite pens and stolen pencils, some old gum, an eraser hardly used, and a note. It was a reminder from myself. I hope I didn’t forget to pick up those paper towels. That would’ve sucked.
london should be such a great place. I really hope i can go there one day and feel the breese of England’s winds, see that grey sky and feel the rain falling on my body.
pack pack!
school. pack on your back. asians. rolling backpacks are annoying. lockers are better. smuggle drugs in your backpack. and babies. and small animals.
A place to store my belongings
a place to start a journey
no need to think
just pack
let your legs take u anywhere
make it a journey
theres not a moment to waste
so NOW
go to your pack pack..
pack your essentials
and live on this journey
with no worry, just tranquility and love.
I don’t want to write about a backpack because I just went to “read” and backpack was the first word so I read everyone else’s thoughts about back packs. I have unoriginal thoughts about back packs. Gimme the next word. kthnx.
travelling, exploring, going places. being with friends, being at a festival. being in tears saying goodbye at an airport. being alone. digging at the bottom. being lucky at the top. hidden pockets!! zips and buttons. sore back. rub marks on your shoulders. someone lovely carrying it for you.
school, childhood, heavy, stuffed cat toys inside, books, pencils, homework, papers, class, keychains, snacks, erasers, trapper keeper, folders
i always wanted to backpack around the world.
(well, maybe not always and maybe not backpack)
but there’s something quaint about having your worldly possessions on your back — like a turtle! — and discovering new places, new people, new things…
Allyson let out a sigh and held her backpack strap tighter. Another lonely day at high school full of the fake and rude. She turned her head to the side, just in time to catch him eye. Two years it’s been since she last talked to him.
travel well and travel light. However much money you think you’ll need…double it. How ever much luggage you think you’ll need….halve it.
A hike isnt what i had in mind, but any time alone with him is better than sitting home mooning like a wide eyed school girl. My backpack couldn’t have been heavier if it contained the anchor to some long forgotten sunken ship.
When I was a wee Bob I would always have a heavy backpack. I wasn’t much into doing school work or homework, so its weight kind of confused me. That being said, I feel like it made me stronger and I’m plenty okay with that. For the future, I want to backpack across a foreign country or something… and that backpack will likely be on the heavy side.
I wish I have a back pack filled with shit, so I could hurl the shit whenever i want at people that deserve it and I wont have to worry about ammo cause I have a shit tube from my ass that goes straight to the backpack. and i will have side pockets that have butt wipes.
I got a brand new backpack with my laptop. It was a great investment, because it fits my laptop and it’s got tons of pockets and space for other stuffs. And since my new laptop was for school, it just works great to fit all my pens, papers notebooks and text books. So it’s great for school. It’s also great for travel. No, it doesn’t fit under the seat in front of me (usually) but it does fit in overhead bins. So it’s awesome for that. It turned out to be a really great investment :)
I wore my bright blue backpack to school yesterday. I filled it with pencils, pens, paper, and my lunch. My water bottle exploded and got my bright blue backpack all wet. My paper, pens, and pencils got wet too. My lunch was ruined. I went to dry my backpack in the sun. It was ruined.
I wear a backpack when I go walking. It’s very useful for holding a cagouls, a warm hat, a flask of tea and my sandwiches. Mine has useful pockets on the outside. It’s usually much lighter when I an coming down off the mountain because I’ve eaten everything there is
A backpack holds things. It can hold just about anything that can fit into it. My brother wants to go train hopping and he wants to get a backpack to carry clothes and items that he would use on a daily basis. Most people use backpacks to carry books when they’re in school. I always use a backpack to carry my books home from school. Backpacks are very, very, useful.
Her bright blue backpack was so full the zipper semed as if it were about to burst. She didnt mind, today was the day she knew would change her life.
school education Mrs.Powling math science fun learning safe peaceful friends family goodbyes love happiness English awesome cool.
i wana go backpacking across Europe. Maybe i’ll find a cute european guy there. get married. have kids. have a beautiful life. in the future a backpack will let me travel the world and meet my love. for now though, its just taking me to school 5 times a day and possibly meeting a high school crush. :)
I swear to god there is a tiny monster in my backpack that keeps biting me whenever I reach in to get something…
Don’t ever forget to put a compass or GPS in your backpack.
She was fighting back tears. They knew it was going to happen, they’ve known for months, but that didn’t make it any easier. She helped him back his bags. They found everything on the list that he was suppose to bring with him. They packed his C-Bags, they packed his backpack, they packed everything. The next morning he would be gone. The last bit of time the have together before deployment, and they spend it packing bags. It’s a night she’ll cherish forever, and never forget.
I always use my backpack, and a lot of my friends always say how I walk weird when I wear one. They try to imitate me and it’s pretty funny I guess. I got one of those new ones where you can put your laptop in it. It’s so awesome. I don’t know who creates these things, but whoever does should get a medal or something other than just a lot of money. Something meaningful I guess.
It was just sitting there. Being purple with its grey straps. It looks like your backpack that you carried everywhere. One look and I knew I had made the wrong decision. ‘Why the hell did you look?’ I asked myself. But it was too late, all the memories came flowing back. It was like a sped up slideshow of the entire year we spent together- laughs, hugs, smiles, drinks, time together, holding each other, more laughs, more smiles, calls, texting, staying up late, looking into your eyes, crying, holding each other, even more laughing, comfort. Where did it all go? I grab that stupid backpack and shoved it under the rest.
I carry my books inside of my purple backpack. Sometimes it hurts my back to cary it. I’s a convienient size so i can tote around stuff:) I love my purple backpack because it is my favote color!
Man i have this backpack ive had since freshmen year in college. Its my favorite. Its gotten me through so many bad days at school. Its been filled with things to be played with at the park. Your backpack is your friend treat it with respect. I just bought a new one to go to Europe in.
hiking in the mountains, I see a trail leading somewhere although I have no idea where to. maybe it will be to my death, or maybe my own survival. I have no clue whatsoever. maybe that is the point.
She sorted through the items in her backpack. The crystal of light, the ruby of knowledge, a magic carpet, and a map. She didn’t know what to do with them, but she kept them close.
Ana was going on a journey into a land of the unknown.
travel.. London. London must be a great place, right? I’ve been dreaming about it for the past 6 years. Wish I could just feel the rain on my skin already. Tired of this waiting drama!
you put t your school stuff in it i hate school i need a new one i want a tiffany blue one hey that rhymes i am going to high school next year
I want a backpack I could just fill with emotions. Bad memories, the works. One that I could carry to the top of a mountain or go to the middle of the sea with and then just dump it. Lost, forever….
I would like to just leave everything and take my backpack and go through out Europe. I would let my apartment and not have to think about the rent. I would go by train and by bus and meet loads of people. I would “take a bath” in Fontana di Trevi.
across Europe… youth hostels and homemade cheese and baguettes. That’s something I wish I would have done in college, but at least I made it to Paris for a week and had the cheese and breads.
Blue, filled with everything a child would need, for school, sorry escape. The pistol was the heaviest item in there, surrounding by the frilly top her mother bought her that she hated, but had to wear for her birthday. The cyanide was easier to hide.
Angrily, he began to shove things into the small, worn backpack. His green eyes scanned the room for anything of importance he may have forgotten. Upon finding nothing, he stood up and let his icy gaze settle onto his lover, “This is the end. I’m sorry, but this just won’t work, Alex.”
always following me..
ever time i go on a hike, to be by myself,
it sits atop my shoulders.
but its not always like an intruder,
it provides the essentials i need to keep going.
i want to backpack across the world. nothing but a backpack and myself. seeing beautiful places & world wonders. putting my whole life into one bag and saying goodbye to everything that stresses me out, and saying hello to a brand new me. a brand new me….
As I sat at my desk, I noticed my backpack from my sophomore year of collage through a crack in my closet door. Feeling bored and instantly nostalgic, I laid it on the bed, bracing myself for the wave of memories inside.
In going through the front pouch, I found favorite pens and stolen pencils, some old gum, an eraser hardly used, and a note. It was a reminder from myself. I hope I didn’t forget to pick up those paper towels. That would’ve sucked.
london should be such a great place. I really hope i can go there one day and feel the breese of England’s winds, see that grey sky and feel the rain falling on my body.
lightweight, easily portable, carrys all, waterproof, handy, good balanced, shoulders, trendy, adjustable, back
pack pack!
school. pack on your back. asians. rolling backpacks are annoying. lockers are better. smuggle drugs in your backpack. and babies. and small animals.
I’ll never forget that backpack that probably weighed just as much as she did.
She.
She was my light, the reason for everything.
A place to store my belongings
a place to start a journey
no need to think
just pack
let your legs take u anywhere
make it a journey
theres not a moment to waste
so NOW
go to your pack pack..
pack your essentials
and live on this journey
with no worry, just tranquility and love.