finals are a while away. I mean, just last week, it was midterms. Apparently. I only had like, one though. And that was for my Geo Lab. I still don’t know how it went, because they don’t pass them back. Greedy Bastards.
It’s The Final Countdown! Doo Doo Doo Doo! Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo!
Today had a note of finality to it. I can’t say what it was, but my mind is caching the feeling away in a bottle. Hopefully, I’ll have the opportunity to toss the bottle into the sea of wondering without ever having to read the note itself.
The day draws near. It wont stop no matter who is in power. They think that they know. If only they could listen, if only their hearts could be broken into and absorb truth. Why has this taken so long? Who has told them that it would be different? These ones will die, they will suffocate on their own deceit when the final day dawns. It is near.
Flowing to a point and than flowing over it toward and than flowing around toward and than to the place and into and through the place and than to this smile and than again on and on
The final year here at this university. I’m transferring next semester and I’ll be closer to home, but I’m not sure if that’s what I really want. It’s just cheaper. I’ll miss it here. These last 4 years have been some of the best of my life.
today is my final day at work placement. ah im so happy but later i have to go to cadets and dads picking me up at 4:30 after his interview oh god what if im late noooo. idk what to do if im late. anyway i shouldn’t be typing this loud ooo time is finished now
noooooooo bye ;)
I have final exams coming up. But what is a test really? How did it become that your life is determined by the tests you take? No matter where you pursue your education, or no matter what success you want- you are tested on it. I guess a test assesses your knowledge, but it also makes the joy of learning disappear.
I finished taking all my finals the other day. The week has been stressful; books and papers have been flying everywhere, I’ve lost all self control (and sleep), but now everything is unwinding with the final submission of my final final.
it’s the end, the very last. it’s the look you didn’t give me the last time you stood in line at the security gate to leave. it’s the way you didn’t call me on my birthday, and the feelings of emptiness i was left with. it’s what i know is true about us, but cannot accept still.
As they walked hand in hand down the little strip of beach, the rippling waves tickling their toes, she wondered if this would be the last time she would ever see him. His bags were packed back at the beach house, and his uniform cleaned and ready to go. The summer hadn’t lasted nearly long enough in her eyes. As she looked back at all the memories they shared together, she couldn’t help but smile. She loved him with her whole heart and couldn’t bear to see him leave her again, couldn’t help but wonder if this time, it would be forever. A tear trickled down his cheek when she kissed him goodbye, and she knew he was thinking the exact same thing: it could be their final goodbye.
Finality. It comes in a gunshot, in the form an exam, in loss. Humans’ worst fear. But why do we fear it? Because our intrinsic sin makes us greedy. We can’t ever have enough of something. It’s pathetic.
exams and stress. peanut butter and oatmeal. coffee at five am on the couch. watching the sun come up over the front porch rail. my toes wriggling under the snuggie. wanting summer so bad that i’m distracted. crosby, stills, and nash. teach your children.
I hate them.
I want good grades on them
and they take a lot out of you if you put all the time into preparing for them as you should
but when you get good grades it is the most rewarding feeling because it was all you baby!
Final. destination
finality is serious
but its also liberating because once its done you can never go back and that relieves a lot of wondering and waiting depending on how you look at it
Finals. Oh, god, finals. They’re sooo soon. I mean, I have my AP Mocks in a month, which are pretty much the finals for my classes, and then the APs in May, and that’s it. Done. Finished. My life in high school can be measured in months, if not weeks, by now. It’ll end soon, and that end seems so…so final.
The ending of the world has nothing to say to the common human. Just wonder. What will happen? I hope I’ll find hope in God. God will give me some kind of hope, right? I mean, the only thing I want to know is what I have hope in. What if I don’t find what I want in th end? I don’t know, I just want to find my way. My end? What will be thought of me? Wow.
I hate this word because it signifies that there is no room for expansion and I can’t deal with deadlines or not expanding because although every day is the same I like to think that I’m changing anyways. Final doesn’t allow this, it means there is no more time.
final. I think of exams. of things ending. it kindof freaks me out, because things are ending and after the end, there is no more. what happens when we’ve reached the final?
this is the end. fin. finito. fini. i dont know any other languages to express it in (in-fay). i hope you enjoyed it while it lasted. this is THE FINAL COUNTDOWN.
finally. I feel through with all of this. my final feelings will be… what? and thoughts? going around and around in circles with these processes… to what end? maybe I’m moving forward in the manner of a screw, around and around, but it sure isn’t happening quickly enough to be perceptible.
Final – it’s more than the ending of something, it’s a termination, without an afterthought or a postscript. Which is often sad – as it implies no compromise; or no more story.
I wish that i had the final word sometimes, when people talk over me it’s frustrating and i think that people don’t appreciate what i have to say. Yes I’m opinionated, yes I’m strong minded but no, I’m no stupid. So to those people who interrupt me. Just stop.
the final chapter of my books always take so long to get to, i tend to procrastinate quite a bit when it comes to reading. I wish i could finish a book for once, or at least get to the last chapter. I’m reading fallout but i started months ago, i’m not even half way done.
The sun hovered on the edge of the earth, reluctant to finally slip beneath the horizon and end this day. As if reading my thoughts. I wanted to stretch that sunset into infinity, never let the night come. It was that sort of day.
Final. The ending. Finals in school. How am I going to do on my finals this year? I hope I do better than last year. Is the really the end of me and Mikey? I can’t decide if a want it to be final. Life is confusing. Whats the final stage of life? Is there a final stage of life? Whats the point of this website? Why did they choose final? Should I be asking all these questions?
the final curtain
it draws together with anguish
so slowly, flowing along the stage
no one claps for the curtain
it is then drawn open again for the players
the end. wow. this is the end. the final chance. The one lasting chance to do what’s correct, what’s right. A final chance to make a definite impact on you, on the world. Have I succeeded?
This was the final chance. The last opportunity to speak the words. I love you. I always have. I always will. But he just stared at her. And she kissed him softly on the corner of his lips.
end. these are what you take at the end of a semester. if you flunk these, it is possible that you will flunk your classes. they are often no fun. when teachers decide to not have finals, they are considered the coolest teachers in the entire world. I personally am not looking forward to my Spanish final. It will be no bueno. los examenes finales es espanol!
finals are a while away. I mean, just last week, it was midterms. Apparently. I only had like, one though. And that was for my Geo Lab. I still don’t know how it went, because they don’t pass them back. Greedy Bastards.
It’s The Final Countdown! Doo Doo Doo Doo! Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo!
Today had a note of finality to it. I can’t say what it was, but my mind is caching the feeling away in a bottle. Hopefully, I’ll have the opportunity to toss the bottle into the sea of wondering without ever having to read the note itself.
The day draws near. It wont stop no matter who is in power. They think that they know. If only they could listen, if only their hearts could be broken into and absorb truth. Why has this taken so long? Who has told them that it would be different? These ones will die, they will suffocate on their own deceit when the final day dawns. It is near.
Me: You know I’m supposed to write about you as quickly as possible.
Final: Yeah.
Me: But I don’t want to.
Final: I know how you feel.
Me: Do you? Really? Because I never feel finished.
Final: Well, I guess I don’t know how you feel. My bad.
the end.
next comes the beginning.
Flowing to a point and than flowing over it toward and than flowing around toward and than to the place and into and through the place and than to this smile and than again on and on
The final year here at this university. I’m transferring next semester and I’ll be closer to home, but I’m not sure if that’s what I really want. It’s just cheaper. I’ll miss it here. These last 4 years have been some of the best of my life.
today is my final day at work placement. ah im so happy but later i have to go to cadets and dads picking me up at 4:30 after his interview oh god what if im late noooo. idk what to do if im late. anyway i shouldn’t be typing this loud ooo time is finished now
noooooooo bye ;)
the end of all that is current. the last part. saving the best for last. something new around the corner. fin. aende. finito
is anything ever
final?
does anything ever truly start?
in the realm of human though
every thing must have a point of origin
and a point of demise
but the universe was not built on human thought
and all we have is a warped perception of what truly is.
Ending
Of a life
Death
Defeat
Final stop
Final mark
End of time
For you…
I have final exams coming up. But what is a test really? How did it become that your life is determined by the tests you take? No matter where you pursue your education, or no matter what success you want- you are tested on it. I guess a test assesses your knowledge, but it also makes the joy of learning disappear.
Your lasts. Your last breath. Your last smile. Your last laugh. The last moment you spend with your family. Death is the last curtain call.
I finished taking all my finals the other day. The week has been stressful; books and papers have been flying everywhere, I’ve lost all self control (and sleep), but now everything is unwinding with the final submission of my final final.
There was a first day for us and there will be a final.
Then what?
Will it truly be over?
Let your final day be your best!
it’s the end, the very last. it’s the look you didn’t give me the last time you stood in line at the security gate to leave. it’s the way you didn’t call me on my birthday, and the feelings of emptiness i was left with. it’s what i know is true about us, but cannot accept still.
As they walked hand in hand down the little strip of beach, the rippling waves tickling their toes, she wondered if this would be the last time she would ever see him. His bags were packed back at the beach house, and his uniform cleaned and ready to go. The summer hadn’t lasted nearly long enough in her eyes. As she looked back at all the memories they shared together, she couldn’t help but smile. She loved him with her whole heart and couldn’t bear to see him leave her again, couldn’t help but wonder if this time, it would be forever. A tear trickled down his cheek when she kissed him goodbye, and she knew he was thinking the exact same thing: it could be their final goodbye.
Finality. It comes in a gunshot, in the form an exam, in loss. Humans’ worst fear. But why do we fear it? Because our intrinsic sin makes us greedy. We can’t ever have enough of something. It’s pathetic.
exams and stress. peanut butter and oatmeal. coffee at five am on the couch. watching the sun come up over the front porch rail. my toes wriggling under the snuggie. wanting summer so bad that i’m distracted. crosby, stills, and nash. teach your children.
I hate them.
I want good grades on them
and they take a lot out of you if you put all the time into preparing for them as you should
but when you get good grades it is the most rewarding feeling because it was all you baby!
Final. destination
finality is serious
but its also liberating because once its done you can never go back and that relieves a lot of wondering and waiting depending on how you look at it
Finals. Oh, god, finals. They’re sooo soon. I mean, I have my AP Mocks in a month, which are pretty much the finals for my classes, and then the APs in May, and that’s it. Done. Finished. My life in high school can be measured in months, if not weeks, by now. It’ll end soon, and that end seems so…so final.
The ending of the world has nothing to say to the common human. Just wonder. What will happen? I hope I’ll find hope in God. God will give me some kind of hope, right? I mean, the only thing I want to know is what I have hope in. What if I don’t find what I want in th end? I don’t know, I just want to find my way. My end? What will be thought of me? Wow.
I hate this word because it signifies that there is no room for expansion and I can’t deal with deadlines or not expanding because although every day is the same I like to think that I’m changing anyways. Final doesn’t allow this, it means there is no more time.
final. I think of exams. of things ending. it kindof freaks me out, because things are ending and after the end, there is no more. what happens when we’ve reached the final?
final can be a releave as well :)
this is the end. fin. finito. fini. i dont know any other languages to express it in (in-fay). i hope you enjoyed it while it lasted. this is THE FINAL COUNTDOWN.
that is all.
final(ly)
finally. I feel through with all of this. my final feelings will be… what? and thoughts? going around and around in circles with these processes… to what end? maybe I’m moving forward in the manner of a screw, around and around, but it sure isn’t happening quickly enough to be perceptible.
Final – it’s more than the ending of something, it’s a termination, without an afterthought or a postscript. Which is often sad – as it implies no compromise; or no more story.
Today is the day when we look into the oatmeal sky and ask the question: “will the person i want to be arrive on time?”
I wish that i had the final word sometimes, when people talk over me it’s frustrating and i think that people don’t appreciate what i have to say. Yes I’m opinionated, yes I’m strong minded but no, I’m no stupid. So to those people who interrupt me. Just stop.
This
is my final warning.
After this,
I swear I’ll go.
I’m tired.
Tired of trying,
tired of crying,
tired of waiting
for healing.
the final chapter of my books always take so long to get to, i tend to procrastinate quite a bit when it comes to reading. I wish i could finish a book for once, or at least get to the last chapter. I’m reading fallout but i started months ago, i’m not even half way done.
The sun hovered on the edge of the earth, reluctant to finally slip beneath the horizon and end this day. As if reading my thoughts. I wanted to stretch that sunset into infinity, never let the night come. It was that sort of day.
this is the end my friend…my only friend the end….the end.
Final. The ending. Finals in school. How am I going to do on my finals this year? I hope I do better than last year. Is the really the end of me and Mikey? I can’t decide if a want it to be final. Life is confusing. Whats the final stage of life? Is there a final stage of life? Whats the point of this website? Why did they choose final? Should I be asking all these questions?
Its over,, done. I think about an exam or a test. Its my finals And im stressed! Soo stressed.
the final curtain
it draws together with anguish
so slowly, flowing along the stage
no one claps for the curtain
it is then drawn open again for the players
the end. wow. this is the end. the final chance. The one lasting chance to do what’s correct, what’s right. A final chance to make a definite impact on you, on the world. Have I succeeded?
This was the final chance. The last opportunity to speak the words. I love you. I always have. I always will. But he just stared at her. And she kissed him softly on the corner of his lips.
end. these are what you take at the end of a semester. if you flunk these, it is possible that you will flunk your classes. they are often no fun. when teachers decide to not have finals, they are considered the coolest teachers in the entire world. I personally am not looking forward to my Spanish final. It will be no bueno. los examenes finales es espanol!
when all is said & done & the totality of everything comes to it’s head then here we are at our best at our brightest at our final