Flipping pages, mind racing, five course curriculum pile-up..
“Mama, can we go outside?”
“No, we’ll go in December!…and would you please be quiet?! My mind is a bit preoccupied…”
I was so preoccupied that day I couldn’t even stand it. I walked into work and I sat down and I just thought. Fuck it. My dog died, I have an essay do, and I took the knife out and stabbed in straight in my heart. Shit. I was dead. Yet I wasn’t. SHIT. How was I still alive?
I could’ve sworn this was yesterday’s word. I know because I felt preoccupied about the same thing that’s been preoccupying me for three years. Still, it’s good to always have a reminder about what’s on your mind that you should either address or let go of. After yesterday’s picnic, I won’t be letting go anytime soon…
I am preoccupied with life at the moment. I guess I have sixty seconds to spare. Why not. What else can I say about being preoccupied? Aren’t we all multitask-ers today? I was just at the gym the other day on the machine, with my notes in front of me and my ipod on, with the occasional glance around to see who was coming in and out. We are all preoccupied.
I was sitting on the bed, thinking. Today was remembrance day and it was a holiday we created just after the launching of the ships. It was to remember those lost to the war and to think of everything we lost when we had to leave our home, but it was also a happy day to think of all the we learned by leaving.
I always am. I’m so frekin busy, you just don’t even understand…I’ve always got something going on that makes me preoccupied, or something in my brain that makes it so I can’t focus on anything else. I just have that feeling all the time, which is why I use things like this to just relaaaaaaax<3
He was looking out the window while Marissa was telling him about her day. “You can’t imagine how mortified I was when he told me that my dreess was hiked up into my pantyhose.” “I wonder if he’ll still want me as his business travel associate?” No longer preoccupied, Darren turned to face her.
It is what I am when I’m trying to do something important. Eg : “I’m trying to study. No, I’m preoccupied with the Internet.” ’tis as simple as that. It is usually not used in this context, so please don’t use it in this way.
i wish i had something to preoccupie myself in my spare time. right now, a job would fulfill that perfectly. the extra money that it would bring would be a much appreciated added bonus. been looking for a while now, but haven’t really found anything.
being preoccupied is a silly concept. You can only live in one moment at a time, so why would you waste that precious time being concerned with other things? The most important thing is to live in the moment. What am i doing right now? I don’t even know but im not pre occupied, maybe just occupied. Have a great day? I love you
Exactly how i feel right now, when I’m trying to do homework but my mind keeps wandering to a boy with soft curly brown hair and my eyes keep wandering to the computer screen. I’m here but I’m not here and I bring myself back from this preoccupation to the task at hand.
Im watching this cannibal musical and my boyfriend thinks that i should pay more attention but I am so sucked in to stumble upon right now that… well i really dont feel like it. its kinda gay anyway. What is the point of this? why am I writing? whatever im about to find out…………
I’m always distracted from what I’d be doing. I’m completely to blame for this, but I always remind myself to be dedicated, present, and aware of the people around me.
my mind it preoccupied with the many things i should be doing rather the being on the computer “playing” at my many interests. i can’t let up or i will be forced to stop this task and move on to others which are not nearly as much fun. i can’t even begin to focus my thoughts.
Gotta say I’m struggling, I wish I could focus on what I should be doing, rather than preoccupying myself with things that I don’t need to do. I just want direction.
My mind is preoccupied with school work, college apps, boy drama, graduating… i am preoccupied with things that shouldn’t really matter in the grand scheme of things; yet they matter so much to me. This is concerning.
How ironic. Preoccupation is the bane of my existence, it’s the reason I have no girlfriend, have problems within social circles and am up at 2am writing about it instead of doing an assignment that I should have handed in on Friday.
I am sooo tired. I couldn’t sleep last night. My brain was preoccupied with more important things than mere sleep. Brain, you can go die in a hole. Spinning tales all night is in no way what I wanted to be doing. Why won’t you let me sleep?
It happened many times. My wife would explain to me in great detail, the things that had happened to her. Her single mistake was, to do that while I was watching TV. A little piece of advice to you all. If someone is watching something with great concentration, chances are, they won’t hear you.
sometimes when my friends talk to me, i get preoccupied with my day dreams that i totally ignore them and they yell at me. sometimes hit me. in places no person should be hit. that doesn’t really sound like a friend does it. see here i go getting preoccupied again. what was it i was supposed to be doing?
I have been thinking about him a lot. I noticed its been preoccupying my time. I never do this with guys. Hes just so different. I don’t even know him that well but I can’t get him out of my mind. I never do this.
As the teacher blabbed on I stared and stared into oblivion- minds whirring, trees blowing, wondering what the heck I’m gonna do. I smile as I see the sun peek outside the window, and i realize that i love how i am-
she was always preoccupied, no matter how many times i tried to reach out and confide in her. She showed no interest; it was always “not now, i’m busy.” so eventually i just gave up.
this lead to problems, obviously. all of a sudden she kept saying that “we don’t talk anymore” or “what’s wrong? you don’t tell me anything!”
I was kind of preoccupied with the way things were going. The world seemed so clueless about how to live life. They seemed caught up in a different state of mindlessness. So, i was the one who was preoccupied. Fighting for change is difficult after all especially when you are fighting for it silently.
At present, I am preoccupied with my future career and my past mistakes in F3. However, I just get it clear that I should simply get all my subjects especially Core maths and English well-prepared for DSE. The mistake had been taken. There’s no other way out except performing my best in the exam.
I am preoccupied with Stumble, while I should be doing my homework. It takes up my mind, because it suits my homework induced ADHD much better than an article would. I can skim and learn useless, lovely nonsense and feel like I am doing something. Because I am preoccupied.
She was just too preoccupied with him to even think about the future. The present was her everything, her heart and soul. As long as she had him, success and prosperity would come. The only flaw in her happily ever after was that he was preoccupied with her flaws.
The oak door swung shur behind the girl – she had been shown in by the footman – not the usual ‘tweenie”’ . How are you today my dear – from behind the half moon glassess – how are your dreams?
Being preoccupied wasn’t new to Alexandra. She was always busy, multi-tasking. No matter how much stress it put on her she drove to succeed. Pushing herself to the limit.
I am always preoccupied with her. What she is thinking. What she is thinking of me. I don’t want this preoccupation. I think I’m going to cut out part of it. Just slice it out like a tumor. Unhealthy.
I am so incredibly preoccupied, there is no way to focus. Focus is needed, I am a student, I have things to do. I have just been so insanely preoccupied, there is no way I could ever find the time to love you.
this word gets me thinking how preocupied I am with Facebook and stuff when really I should study. Right now I’m preocudied with this when I’m supposed to study.
Her mind flits like a drunken moth from thought to thought, all jitters and sharp angles. Everything, anything is better than thinking on the situation in front of her. It’s almost a desperate distraction, cowardice in fidgeting.
I’m too preoccupied with the rest of everyone to even consider myself. I forget about my needs to meet yours. And it sucks. Because at the end of the day, I’m unhappy. And at the end of th day, I regret not putting myself before you.
Flipping pages, mind racing, five course curriculum pile-up..
“Mama, can we go outside?”
“No, we’ll go in December!…and would you please be quiet?! My mind is a bit preoccupied…”
i like bananas and am currently eating one so i will not check the mail ever again because of this banana. therefore, i am preoccupied.
What is going to happen next? Will I make it? Every time I tried the world slap me back, there´s a chance in the world for me?
I was so preoccupied that day I couldn’t even stand it. I walked into work and I sat down and I just thought. Fuck it. My dog died, I have an essay do, and I took the knife out and stabbed in straight in my heart. Shit. I was dead. Yet I wasn’t. SHIT. How was I still alive?
I could’ve sworn this was yesterday’s word. I know because I felt preoccupied about the same thing that’s been preoccupying me for three years. Still, it’s good to always have a reminder about what’s on your mind that you should either address or let go of. After yesterday’s picnic, I won’t be letting go anytime soon…
I am preoccupied with life at the moment. I guess I have sixty seconds to spare. Why not. What else can I say about being preoccupied? Aren’t we all multitask-ers today? I was just at the gym the other day on the machine, with my notes in front of me and my ipod on, with the occasional glance around to see who was coming in and out. We are all preoccupied.
I was sitting on the bed, thinking. Today was remembrance day and it was a holiday we created just after the launching of the ships. It was to remember those lost to the war and to think of everything we lost when we had to leave our home, but it was also a happy day to think of all the we learned by leaving.
I always am. I’m so frekin busy, you just don’t even understand…I’ve always got something going on that makes me preoccupied, or something in my brain that makes it so I can’t focus on anything else. I just have that feeling all the time, which is why I use things like this to just relaaaaaaax<3
He was looking out the window while Marissa was telling him about her day. “You can’t imagine how mortified I was when he told me that my dreess was hiked up into my pantyhose.” “I wonder if he’ll still want me as his business travel associate?” No longer preoccupied, Darren turned to face her.
It is what I am when I’m trying to do something important. Eg : “I’m trying to study. No, I’m preoccupied with the Internet.” ’tis as simple as that. It is usually not used in this context, so please don’t use it in this way.
i wish i had something to preoccupie myself in my spare time. right now, a job would fulfill that perfectly. the extra money that it would bring would be a much appreciated added bonus. been looking for a while now, but haven’t really found anything.
being preoccupied is a silly concept. You can only live in one moment at a time, so why would you waste that precious time being concerned with other things? The most important thing is to live in the moment. What am i doing right now? I don’t even know but im not pre occupied, maybe just occupied. Have a great day? I love you
Exactly how i feel right now, when I’m trying to do homework but my mind keeps wandering to a boy with soft curly brown hair and my eyes keep wandering to the computer screen. I’m here but I’m not here and I bring myself back from this preoccupation to the task at hand.
Im watching this cannibal musical and my boyfriend thinks that i should pay more attention but I am so sucked in to stumble upon right now that… well i really dont feel like it. its kinda gay anyway. What is the point of this? why am I writing? whatever im about to find out…………
we should be preoccupied with things that are beneficial to us and to others and this gives immense satisfaction
I’m always distracted from what I’d be doing. I’m completely to blame for this, but I always remind myself to be dedicated, present, and aware of the people around me.
my mind it preoccupied with the many things i should be doing rather the being on the computer “playing” at my many interests. i can’t let up or i will be forced to stop this task and move on to others which are not nearly as much fun. i can’t even begin to focus my thoughts.
Gotta say I’m struggling, I wish I could focus on what I should be doing, rather than preoccupying myself with things that I don’t need to do. I just want direction.
I miss Emily.
My mind is preoccupied with school work, college apps, boy drama, graduating… i am preoccupied with things that shouldn’t really matter in the grand scheme of things; yet they matter so much to me. This is concerning.
How ironic. Preoccupation is the bane of my existence, it’s the reason I have no girlfriend, have problems within social circles and am up at 2am writing about it instead of doing an assignment that I should have handed in on Friday.
I am sooo tired. I couldn’t sleep last night. My brain was preoccupied with more important things than mere sleep. Brain, you can go die in a hole. Spinning tales all night is in no way what I wanted to be doing. Why won’t you let me sleep?
It happened many times. My wife would explain to me in great detail, the things that had happened to her. Her single mistake was, to do that while I was watching TV. A little piece of advice to you all. If someone is watching something with great concentration, chances are, they won’t hear you.
sometimes when my friends talk to me, i get preoccupied with my day dreams that i totally ignore them and they yell at me. sometimes hit me. in places no person should be hit. that doesn’t really sound like a friend does it. see here i go getting preoccupied again. what was it i was supposed to be doing?
I have been thinking about him a lot. I noticed its been preoccupying my time. I never do this with guys. Hes just so different. I don’t even know him that well but I can’t get him out of my mind. I never do this.
As the teacher blabbed on I stared and stared into oblivion- minds whirring, trees blowing, wondering what the heck I’m gonna do. I smile as I see the sun peek outside the window, and i realize that i love how i am-
preoccupied.
she was always preoccupied, no matter how many times i tried to reach out and confide in her. She showed no interest; it was always “not now, i’m busy.” so eventually i just gave up.
this lead to problems, obviously. all of a sudden she kept saying that “we don’t talk anymore” or “what’s wrong? you don’t tell me anything!”
I was kind of preoccupied with the way things were going. The world seemed so clueless about how to live life. They seemed caught up in a different state of mindlessness. So, i was the one who was preoccupied. Fighting for change is difficult after all especially when you are fighting for it silently.
At present, I am preoccupied with my future career and my past mistakes in F3. However, I just get it clear that I should simply get all my subjects especially Core maths and English well-prepared for DSE. The mistake had been taken. There’s no other way out except performing my best in the exam.
I don’t want to blame anyone anymore.
I always find myself preoccupied with something and yet when I’m so focused, I am always diverted by someone else.
I am preoccupied with Stumble, while I should be doing my homework. It takes up my mind, because it suits my homework induced ADHD much better than an article would. I can skim and learn useless, lovely nonsense and feel like I am doing something. Because I am preoccupied.
She was just too preoccupied with him to even think about the future. The present was her everything, her heart and soul. As long as she had him, success and prosperity would come. The only flaw in her happily ever after was that he was preoccupied with her flaws.
The oak door swung shur behind the girl – she had been shown in by the footman – not the usual ‘tweenie”’ . How are you today my dear – from behind the half moon glassess – how are your dreams?
Being preoccupied wasn’t new to Alexandra. She was always busy, multi-tasking. No matter how much stress it put on her she drove to succeed. Pushing herself to the limit.
everyone is preoccupied these days.concerned about jobs and payments and meeting deadlines.no one has time to sit and just be.
I was preoccupied with my own dreams. I did not know that your dream was me. Now that I do, it’s too late.
I am always preoccupied with her. What she is thinking. What she is thinking of me. I don’t want this preoccupation. I think I’m going to cut out part of it. Just slice it out like a tumor. Unhealthy.
I am so incredibly preoccupied, there is no way to focus. Focus is needed, I am a student, I have things to do. I have just been so insanely preoccupied, there is no way I could ever find the time to love you.
this word gets me thinking how preocupied I am with Facebook and stuff when really I should study. Right now I’m preocudied with this when I’m supposed to study.
Her mind flits like a drunken moth from thought to thought, all jitters and sharp angles. Everything, anything is better than thinking on the situation in front of her. It’s almost a desperate distraction, cowardice in fidgeting.
I’m too preoccupied with the rest of everyone to even consider myself. I forget about my needs to meet yours. And it sucks. Because at the end of the day, I’m unhappy. And at the end of th day, I regret not putting myself before you.