It was such a hassle to be with him, he made me sick, he made me mad, he made me old, he made me want to punch his face, he made me sad, but he made me love him, I guess that was the biggest hassle of them all.
There are many things in life that can become a hassle, but often they really aren’t. the idea of something being a hassle is something that we manifest in our minds as a cover for our true feelings about it. To say something is a hassle is to say that it is difficult. But those things that are difficult have meaning behind them and often even beauty.
Always in the city, there are hassles to be overcome: Traffic; police; bad customer service; aggressive people.
But, then there’s the convenience. You’re in a city that loves you, that cradles you. Be happy.
what a pain. the kind of thing you have to do but dont want to. something a person does to you to get you to do something. annoying. traffic. dishes. time consuming, tedious.
If she wanted to run past plains and plains of skeletons, dark and small, crumbled between the ground and her fingers, she would laugh as the grey-streaked dirt falls behind her.
It’s hard workk that you just don’t want to do. It’s the load on your back somthing you keep at the back of you mind.Somthing for somone else. Do you really get anything out of it. Why would you when you could be doing somthing you want. get it over and done with
Keeping up with your emotions is a hassle. Keeping up with your place in this relationship is a hassle. Trying to figure out what you mean to me is a hassle. What I am to you. What this is. Trying to stay sane in this reality is a hassle. A hassle that hurts.
She heard the hassle of the children in the playroom fighting over whose turn it was to play with the new toy. She laughed and said to herself those kids will never learn will they?
So she walks over to the playroom, peeks her head around the corner and yells “oga booga!”
The kids screamed and jumped a little before they realized it was there mother.
She said to them, “you don’t always have to argue about your toys. You can share. One can play with this one,” as she held the toy up, “and the other can play with this one.” as she held the other up. She smiled at them, and asked if they understood. They both nodded and she left them to play.
Not even five minutes they were at it again, the hassle continued over one toy. She laughed to herself and said “They will never learn, Will they?”
i get a lot of hassle from my parents about keeping my room tidy, they don’t understand that my mess is organized mess and not actual mess. They also hassle about me helping around the house. I don’t do it often enough. Parents hassle me all the time about everything. Silly people they are. They don’t understand what it is to be children.
driving through ann arbor is really infuriating sometimes, especially when your car windows won’t roll down. Then you’re just like well fuck I don’t even want to go where I’m going because you’re on your way to pay a water bill for a house in another city where you have to pay in person and can’t pay over the phone. But shit, you’re not going to let the city turn off the water right? Water sounds good right now as sweat oozes from every pore in your body as the sun beats through your windows that won’t budge.
Now, hassling, it a tricky subject, you love to do it to others, yet you hate when others do it to you. Its like that golden rule that they teach you in third grade ‘treat others the way you want to be treated’ well that doesn’t necessarily prove the golden rule, my theory of hassling, but if we all abide by it, there would be no wars now would there be?
Tonight is a hassle. I only have a week left before I leave until December and I don’t have a car to see anyone. My options are limited and I don’t want to sit around anymore. Things could be worse.. and in my ways are.
It’s hassle falling in love with someone. You have no control, you do strange things. It hurts. Nothing ever really goes the way you plan and that’s assuming you have a plan. It something that just happens to you.
Everything in my life is a hassle. It’s never over. Work is never over. Work is a hassle. I only help people and I never get help back. What happened to good karma?
Life is a hassle. Class is a hassle. Work is a hassle. I honestly can’t think of anything that isn’t a hassle…except maybe for being with him. Being with him is easy. It’s exactly the opposite of a hassle. Maybe that’s what love means? Love is not a hassle.
It is such a hassle to have to work your entire academic career only to be left hopelessly disappointed, because all you’ve really accomplished are the things that your parents wanted you to accomplish. Since when will your own dreams hold any value. That is the true question.
My initially spell out the word (wrongly): HASL.
That’s the first thing that I think of, the second is David Hasselhoff. He greatly irritates me. Specifically his catch phrase ‘Don’t hassle the Hoff’, that’s really irritating.
Lots of things are hassles boys are hassles friends are hassles life is jut one big hassle we try our hardest but no mateer what we do there will always be something proposing a dilemma or a hassle. But maybe if we keep overcoming these dilemmas we will know true happiness .
Everything seems a hassle these days. Getting up in the morning, dressing, even breathing. I’m tired of all the crap the world is throwing my way. It is too much today. I don’t want the hassle.
this is such a hassle. work is a pain in the ass. waking up is a hassle, except for when you have fun things to do, or people to see. people can be a hassle to. so emotional and complex. but thats okay. im a hassle. it happens. find the right hassles. ill be all set.
A hassle to me is something that is either tedious or troublesome. It is the obstacle thats place in our pursuit of what ever our mission is. I personally hate hassles but in the midst of it all i realize how important they are. They allow us to grow and to mature. it gives us wisdom in order to protect us from future minuscule hassles.
Traffic is such a hassle. Today I tried to attend a volunteer breakfast event hough I should have stayed at work. I gave myself 30 minutes for a 20-minute trip. An accident blocked traffic and it took me 45; I was 15 minutes late. What a pain—and always worst when I’m at my busiest.
You give me sixty seconds and tell me it’s no hassle,
as I do the pee-dance and sing to your eyes with mine.
Watch, watch, watch as the time ticks away and why
don’t you hassle me, bring me back from the edge of
laziness and spark up the triumph of being alive, just alive.
I faltered
and the bell rang.
things that happen and you have no control over them and you really don’t want to even deal with those certain aspects of your life. Over time I begin to realize that there are many hassles in my life and I hate this word because it reminds me of all the things I hate doing. I can’t help it if I’m a sedentary kind of person, to some they would consider me lazy, to me I’m just conserving energy for the real important things in life.
It’s a hassle when someone won’t listen to you. It’s a hassle when you know what you can do, but someone holds you back. It’s a hassle to see that bright light of that star you know you are, but then something covers it, blocking it from view. A hassle is when you are annoyed and rejected and it just keeps getting worse. A hassle is a spilled drink, a strict teacher, and taking the blame for something you didn’t do.
hurry down the dark street. they will catch you. they will hang you. not because they dont know you, not because you are mean, just because of one thing. your color. so run. hassle and hurry. dont stop. ** i can write a lot better, just a lack of time, i have many unfinished novels waiting to be published.
It is a hassle to be here. It is a hassle to make this. Parents are a hassle. Women are a hassle. Everything is a hassle. Why do we bother? Because its the hassle that makes it worth it.
Sometimes life is a hassle with so much to do and not enough time to think about ourselves or have time for ourselves. I wish life would be nice for me again
its such a fucking god dam hassle to get up when i dont want to to go to a job i dont want to go to to make money i dont want to please people i dont give a shit about to appear normal to a society that also doesnt care and pretends to somehow protect me….yes i’m not dead from a terrorist attack (thanks Julie) but what about me!!! I just want to live and make music, why do i have to spend all day making burgers for public servents PLEASE TELL ME WHY!!! A hassle, i’m a nihilistic burger flipper, i just want to play my flute.
Everything about today has been a hassle. Like extra assy without the H, but with an “le” that should sound like “lei” but is pronounced like “L.”
That said, I received sympathy from someone without kids on how hard it is to raise them. Tis true. That said, they’re so ridiculous you just have to laugh. So then in turn, it all starts to feel like less of a hassle. Although…to be fair, there are some antics that cannot be tolerated. Each varies in degree of severity.
life is a hassle. hassle means bother or just place tedious or ugh i can’t even i’m feeling stressed already. a hassle is a constant bother that is so unnecessary and it’s a hassle that i don’t know how to spell. i can’t even. now i’m stressed. thanks hassle.
It sucks when all there is seems to be hassle in the world. So many people in my life used to create just that-hassle. I’ve broke free of it now. I have a life of my own to plan and look forward to. I wonder why Dad tried to bring so much of it up to the surface of my future. Why?
it clicks when it whirls, it drips whens its half done, you have to fold it at the end and the only sweet token from this dastardly deed is the feeling of warm cotton linen, smelling of fresh spring pine, sweeping arcoss your cool flesh, a moment of heaven washing over the senses and making you melt with satisfaction.
I didn’t want to do it. Organising the Christmas party is one of the biggest hassles going. I wasn’t even at the organisation meeting but Richard said he’d do it and afterwards remembered that I owed him one (due to that situation with the office photocopier and a bottle of JD).
it’s all a big hassle isn’t it?
going on in this world
when you are down and everything is against you
it makes it all a bit
unbearable.
It was such a hassle to be with him, he made me sick, he made me mad, he made me old, he made me want to punch his face, he made me sad, but he made me love him, I guess that was the biggest hassle of them all.
Hassles are hard to go through. They may seem pretty harsh at first but “Everything has to get worse before it can get better.” Right?
There are many things in life that can become a hassle, but often they really aren’t. the idea of something being a hassle is something that we manifest in our minds as a cover for our true feelings about it. To say something is a hassle is to say that it is difficult. But those things that are difficult have meaning behind them and often even beauty.
Always in the city, there are hassles to be overcome: Traffic; police; bad customer service; aggressive people.
But, then there’s the convenience. You’re in a city that loves you, that cradles you. Be happy.
what a pain. the kind of thing you have to do but dont want to. something a person does to you to get you to do something. annoying. traffic. dishes. time consuming, tedious.
If she wanted to run past plains and plains of skeletons, dark and small, crumbled between the ground and her fingers, she would laugh as the grey-streaked dirt falls behind her.
She does not want to, but this doesn’t stop her.
It’s hard workk that you just don’t want to do. It’s the load on your back somthing you keep at the back of you mind.Somthing for somone else. Do you really get anything out of it. Why would you when you could be doing somthing you want. get it over and done with
Keeping up with your emotions is a hassle. Keeping up with your place in this relationship is a hassle. Trying to figure out what you mean to me is a hassle. What I am to you. What this is. Trying to stay sane in this reality is a hassle. A hassle that hurts.
She heard the hassle of the children in the playroom fighting over whose turn it was to play with the new toy. She laughed and said to herself those kids will never learn will they?
So she walks over to the playroom, peeks her head around the corner and yells “oga booga!”
The kids screamed and jumped a little before they realized it was there mother.
She said to them, “you don’t always have to argue about your toys. You can share. One can play with this one,” as she held the toy up, “and the other can play with this one.” as she held the other up. She smiled at them, and asked if they understood. They both nodded and she left them to play.
Not even five minutes they were at it again, the hassle continued over one toy. She laughed to herself and said “They will never learn, Will they?”
i get a lot of hassle from my parents about keeping my room tidy, they don’t understand that my mess is organized mess and not actual mess. They also hassle about me helping around the house. I don’t do it often enough. Parents hassle me all the time about everything. Silly people they are. They don’t understand what it is to be children.
hello
I really don’t know what this is. I’m doing a stream of consiousness letter to whoever wants to read it. What
driving through ann arbor is really infuriating sometimes, especially when your car windows won’t roll down. Then you’re just like well fuck I don’t even want to go where I’m going because you’re on your way to pay a water bill for a house in another city where you have to pay in person and can’t pay over the phone. But shit, you’re not going to let the city turn off the water right? Water sounds good right now as sweat oozes from every pore in your body as the sun beats through your windows that won’t budge.
Now, hassling, it a tricky subject, you love to do it to others, yet you hate when others do it to you. Its like that golden rule that they teach you in third grade ‘treat others the way you want to be treated’ well that doesn’t necessarily prove the golden rule, my theory of hassling, but if we all abide by it, there would be no wars now would there be?
Tonight is a hassle. I only have a week left before I leave until December and I don’t have a car to see anyone. My options are limited and I don’t want to sit around anymore. Things could be worse.. and in my ways are.
It’s hassle falling in love with someone. You have no control, you do strange things. It hurts. Nothing ever really goes the way you plan and that’s assuming you have a plan. It something that just happens to you.
Everything in my life is a hassle. It’s never over. Work is never over. Work is a hassle. I only help people and I never get help back. What happened to good karma?
Life is a hassle. Class is a hassle. Work is a hassle. I honestly can’t think of anything that isn’t a hassle…except maybe for being with him. Being with him is easy. It’s exactly the opposite of a hassle. Maybe that’s what love means? Love is not a hassle.
It is such a hassle to have to work your entire academic career only to be left hopelessly disappointed, because all you’ve really accomplished are the things that your parents wanted you to accomplish. Since when will your own dreams hold any value. That is the true question.
My initially spell out the word (wrongly): HASL.
That’s the first thing that I think of, the second is David Hasselhoff. He greatly irritates me. Specifically his catch phrase ‘Don’t hassle the Hoff’, that’s really irritating.
Some days are a hassle, when everything is just too busy!
Lots of things are hassles boys are hassles friends are hassles life is jut one big hassle we try our hardest but no mateer what we do there will always be something proposing a dilemma or a hassle. But maybe if we keep overcoming these dilemmas we will know true happiness .
Everything seems a hassle these days. Getting up in the morning, dressing, even breathing. I’m tired of all the crap the world is throwing my way. It is too much today. I don’t want the hassle.
this is such a hassle. work is a pain in the ass. waking up is a hassle, except for when you have fun things to do, or people to see. people can be a hassle to. so emotional and complex. but thats okay. im a hassle. it happens. find the right hassles. ill be all set.
A hassle to me is something that is either tedious or troublesome. It is the obstacle thats place in our pursuit of what ever our mission is. I personally hate hassles but in the midst of it all i realize how important they are. They allow us to grow and to mature. it gives us wisdom in order to protect us from future minuscule hassles.
Traffic is such a hassle. Today I tried to attend a volunteer breakfast event hough I should have stayed at work. I gave myself 30 minutes for a 20-minute trip. An accident blocked traffic and it took me 45; I was 15 minutes late. What a pain—and always worst when I’m at my busiest.
You give me sixty seconds and tell me it’s no hassle,
as I do the pee-dance and sing to your eyes with mine.
Watch, watch, watch as the time ticks away and why
don’t you hassle me, bring me back from the edge of
laziness and spark up the triumph of being alive, just alive.
I faltered
and the bell rang.
things that happen and you have no control over them and you really don’t want to even deal with those certain aspects of your life. Over time I begin to realize that there are many hassles in my life and I hate this word because it reminds me of all the things I hate doing. I can’t help it if I’m a sedentary kind of person, to some they would consider me lazy, to me I’m just conserving energy for the real important things in life.
It’s a hassle when someone won’t listen to you. It’s a hassle when you know what you can do, but someone holds you back. It’s a hassle to see that bright light of that star you know you are, but then something covers it, blocking it from view. A hassle is when you are annoyed and rejected and it just keeps getting worse. A hassle is a spilled drink, a strict teacher, and taking the blame for something you didn’t do.
hurry down the dark street. they will catch you. they will hang you. not because they dont know you, not because you are mean, just because of one thing. your color. so run. hassle and hurry. dont stop. ** i can write a lot better, just a lack of time, i have many unfinished novels waiting to be published.
It is a hassle to be here. It is a hassle to make this. Parents are a hassle. Women are a hassle. Everything is a hassle. Why do we bother? Because its the hassle that makes it worth it.
Sometimes life is a hassle with so much to do and not enough time to think about ourselves or have time for ourselves. I wish life would be nice for me again
its such a fucking god dam hassle to get up when i dont want to to go to a job i dont want to go to to make money i dont want to please people i dont give a shit about to appear normal to a society that also doesnt care and pretends to somehow protect me….yes i’m not dead from a terrorist attack (thanks Julie) but what about me!!! I just want to live and make music, why do i have to spend all day making burgers for public servents PLEASE TELL ME WHY!!! A hassle, i’m a nihilistic burger flipper, i just want to play my flute.
Everything about today has been a hassle. Like extra assy without the H, but with an “le” that should sound like “lei” but is pronounced like “L.”
That said, I received sympathy from someone without kids on how hard it is to raise them. Tis true. That said, they’re so ridiculous you just have to laugh. So then in turn, it all starts to feel like less of a hassle. Although…to be fair, there are some antics that cannot be tolerated. Each varies in degree of severity.
life is a hassle. hassle means bother or just place tedious or ugh i can’t even i’m feeling stressed already. a hassle is a constant bother that is so unnecessary and it’s a hassle that i don’t know how to spell. i can’t even. now i’m stressed. thanks hassle.
It only exists in your mind. Traps that we create. Something that we need.
your hassled all of your life. thats all your are; hassled.
It sucks when all there is seems to be hassle in the world. So many people in my life used to create just that-hassle. I’ve broke free of it now. I have a life of my own to plan and look forward to. I wonder why Dad tried to bring so much of it up to the surface of my future. Why?
it clicks when it whirls, it drips whens its half done, you have to fold it at the end and the only sweet token from this dastardly deed is the feeling of warm cotton linen, smelling of fresh spring pine, sweeping arcoss your cool flesh, a moment of heaven washing over the senses and making you melt with satisfaction.
I didn’t want to do it. Organising the Christmas party is one of the biggest hassles going. I wasn’t even at the organisation meeting but Richard said he’d do it and afterwards remembered that I owed him one (due to that situation with the office photocopier and a bottle of JD).