One time I was presented with a problem. I couldn’t figure out what it was, but I knew that it was a big, big problem. I thought and thought about how to figure this out, but I didn’t know what to do. I went to a therapist, but all he told me was to find a way to ” identify my feelings”. I was so confused and angry. When I was asleep one night, I figured out my problem. I was lonely! I had no job and I was bored with life, so I decided to go to college. I got a job, found a husband, had a family. Now my problem is all gone!
If I were to tell you one thing, I would need to tell you all of them. Once I get going, I begin to tell you everything. I have no secrets, and that is dangerous. I presented my entire life to you, laid it all out on the table, left me bare and vulnerable, and all you did was laugh at me. Thank you for making me feel so special, I’m so glad you’re my best friend. I hate you so much.
He presented the case with the utmost conviction. The jury listened attentively to every word of his impassioned speech. They traveled with him to the distant corners of his adventure into the darkness, and appeared to empathize with his cause, but alas they remained indifferent to his sentence. The damage was done. In the end there is no justice.
I presented a project to the class that nearly got me killed. I revealed the location of several C.I.A. agents undercover in the nearby area, who were meant to be protecting the President who was to visit our school later today. I was immediately arrested by the teacher who turned out to be an agent himself and put into a lockdown facility where they erased my memory.
Presented with the new formal plan, she sat by and watched the winter weather cascade by the window, dreaming of new places and thoughtful atmospheres unlike the casual hell of her overburdened corporate world. Inside the mind of each sebring cut she could feel Maslow’s hiearchy of needs inverted.
I presented my love to him long ago
And he turned away and left me
With not even a farewell.
In the cold dark waters, I swayed to and fro
Surrounded by nothing but memories of what could have been.
Countless hours spent laying in my bed,
Wondering what if,
What if he was here,
With me to keep me from crying.
The name written in ink on my wrists faded
Those letters became replaced with red lines
that Separated my skin..
Like how me and him became
Just that much less
But at least I can see the signs of the red lines,
Unlike how I couldn’t see him but of a glimpse,
Always beautiful.
Now he presents his love to me again..
Should I have accepted it?
Are we both, two too different people?
The doubts in my mind surface, and surround me.
Replacing the dark, cold, numb waters.
Now I am presented with some choices.
And I don’t know where to go from here.
i am presented to other people by myself because what they see is what i offer. a presentation is presented just like a personality. not everything can be revealed, I am wrong? well, i t seems that i’ve been influenced by the big lebowski, which is a life of a bum presented in a cool way. a present is presented?
Presented with an honorary degree from the university whose only previous contact was a generic rejection letter thirty years ago, Sejek was, one could say, a bit confused.
Yes. I finally did it. I felt the drama going around the classroom as I stepped in front of everyone and finally presented my work of art. A bead of sweat dripped down my face, but I read on, I read and I didn’t care what anyone else had to say about it.
The presentation was swift. Click here, speak, read, click again. Many have presented in this manner. The teacher yawned in boredom. Everyone did exactly the same thing with their reports.
Love. It presented itself at a most awkward and perfect time in my life. Then it vanished at a most awkward and perfect time in my life. It made my life perfect, then awkward. Then so very sad.
I’m very good at presenting. I love to talk in front of people. When something is presented the presenter and his/her presentation should be relaxed and the atmosphere should feel comfortable. Don’t you think?
sighs permeated around her lips
we kissed like we never kissed before
passionate and resentful
like it was the last time.
when it was all said and done she laughed
“you presented me with an option”, she said
“me, or you. or us”
and what did you choose?
“none of the above”.
The fear that presented itself to him as the fact that his younger brother really was dead was insufferable. Sobbing, he collapsed on the cold, hard floor, voicelessly mouthing the obvious: ‘This is my fault’.
You presented me with a quandary
A head scratcher
A ruse
You looked at me with knowing
A reflection
A truth
I laughed at you with abandon
A gut buster
A tickle
Is that really your terminator
Your destroyer
Your pickle
And in that fleeting moment, he presented himself to me. Timidly, shyly. Testing the waters. Vulnerable, open. Presenting yourself as you are. This is me… without ego or pride. Raw, honest. The best present you can give, isn’t it? A breath of fresh air. Sincere, genuine. And if I can open that present every day hereafter, each day it will be the best present I’ve ever been given.
Presented. Presented can mean so many things, and I’m not saying that just because it sounds intelligent and it makes the beginning of my paragraph sound cool. Its because it just DOES. Presented. I presented my report today and I’m nervous of what grade I’m going to get. I presented the new idea for the company logo and I can’t stop thinking if it’s going to be approved or not. I presented myself to the crowd in a blue dress, I wonder if they approve of it. The thing that the word represents triggers so many emotions, that it just fascinates me. I presented this paragraph to the public and wondered if they would like it. Hopefully, they do.
Opportunity presented itself
it quaked in my bones
it rattled my teeth
and forced me
to scream
what I said
bubbled at the top
and shoved it’s way at you
simple start
and I couldn’t stop
“Want to hang out sometime?”
presented
How the P presses on and the the Es squish the S’s squiggly courage.
Ending with a D that matches the P in an asymmetrical flourish.
Don’t they feel slightly squirmish in their charactered shell?
They don’t squirm because when they present themselves, they look well.
I had to write a ten-page paper and give a fifteen-minute presentation on a topic relating to my class on the Inklings, and it could be as loosely related as I pleased. Since we briefly explored Norse mythology in the class (because J.R.R. Tolkien and C.S. Lewis were both largely inspired by it) I decided to do my project on the Thor comic books. And boy did it turn out to be about 3000 times more stress than anticipated.
The girl had to be presented to her boyfriends parents. They sniffed, they snorted, they looked down their nose at her, but she stood her ground. She stood tall against their subliminal attack on her as a person. She wax not afraid of how they viewed her.
chanukah
remembered
like family memories
distant, but warm
like candles dripping wax
presented to me
by a rabbi
too young to remember
too old to forget
those days gone by
those times i thought
happiness was a match
and you were the wick.
She presented the award to the retiring professor, a square plaque with gold trim, and his initials scribbled in next to a few choice words. As she handed over the award, the professor handed her a small note which she put in her right coat pocket. Later that night, when she left, she opened up the small folded note on half a napkin, and read, “I once couldn’t even read.”
I was presented with a wonderful idea. Live in the present, not the past or the future. What a brilliant idea. I am now presenting this idea to you. Live for now and embrace today. Be happy in your own present. But don’t forget to take steps while in your present to enhance your future.
I presented my heart to the class today. I told them it works in a funny little way. They laughed and said “What a piece of junk! nothing runs on love anymore!” I frowned at this and hid my heart away for i wouldnt let them take away what was so dear. The last thing of our true persons.
I have been presented the opportunity to make a change…
Do I want the change? I could let everything go that I have been working so hard to build.
I am at a stage in my life where I want simplicity –
Do I dare let go of my “so called dream” that I have been working soooo hard for these last few years???? REALLY!?
Yes, I am REALLY tired of the social media rat race and all of the marketing marketing marketing that it takes! UGH!
Now, I just need to be presented with how to let my following know…
Hmmmm… I am ready to be presented with that bit of wisdom now…
Waiting expectantly for that bit of info to be presented… :)
presented the ice cream
this is the end
yellow tip my friend
chinatown
smack down
i’m addicted to food like a junkie is to heroin
THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE WORD ABOVE
i am a foodie
shoveling chips into my mouth like coal into a steam train
can you picture what will be
so limited and free
desperately in need
of some strangers hand
I presented the gift with a flourish, my arms spread wide and a grin lighting up my face. It was a simple gift, extravagant in its own way. I held my breath, hoping for an equally enthusiastic reaction from my father, who sometimes was not all too excited.
The other day in communications class, i presented a speech about my old swim team. It was like 3 weeks late and it sucked. Had to do it to pass the class lol oopps I’m quite the slacker.
This is the third time being “presented” with this screen… But obviously, I ‘m bored enough to sit here and rethink and rewrite using the same word, when the prompt is probably still going to come up with an error saying I’ve “already submitted” this thought… Okay.
One time I was presented with a problem. I couldn’t figure out what it was, but I knew that it was a big, big problem. I thought and thought about how to figure this out, but I didn’t know what to do. I went to a therapist, but all he told me was to find a way to ” identify my feelings”. I was so confused and angry. When I was asleep one night, I figured out my problem. I was lonely! I had no job and I was bored with life, so I decided to go to college. I got a job, found a husband, had a family. Now my problem is all gone!
books are beatiful things with million of words, millions of experiences, and felling tant sometimes is hard to exprese.
If I were to tell you one thing, I would need to tell you all of them. Once I get going, I begin to tell you everything. I have no secrets, and that is dangerous. I presented my entire life to you, laid it all out on the table, left me bare and vulnerable, and all you did was laugh at me. Thank you for making me feel so special, I’m so glad you’re my best friend. I hate you so much.
He presented the case with the utmost conviction. The jury listened attentively to every word of his impassioned speech. They traveled with him to the distant corners of his adventure into the darkness, and appeared to empathize with his cause, but alas they remained indifferent to his sentence. The damage was done. In the end there is no justice.
I presented a project to the class that nearly got me killed. I revealed the location of several C.I.A. agents undercover in the nearby area, who were meant to be protecting the President who was to visit our school later today. I was immediately arrested by the teacher who turned out to be an agent himself and put into a lockdown facility where they erased my memory.
Presented with the new formal plan, she sat by and watched the winter weather cascade by the window, dreaming of new places and thoughtful atmospheres unlike the casual hell of her overburdened corporate world. Inside the mind of each sebring cut she could feel Maslow’s hiearchy of needs inverted.
I presented my love to him long ago
And he turned away and left me
With not even a farewell.
In the cold dark waters, I swayed to and fro
Surrounded by nothing but memories of what could have been.
Countless hours spent laying in my bed,
Wondering what if,
What if he was here,
With me to keep me from crying.
The name written in ink on my wrists faded
Those letters became replaced with red lines
that Separated my skin..
Like how me and him became
Just that much less
But at least I can see the signs of the red lines,
Unlike how I couldn’t see him but of a glimpse,
Always beautiful.
Now he presents his love to me again..
Should I have accepted it?
Are we both, two too different people?
The doubts in my mind surface, and surround me.
Replacing the dark, cold, numb waters.
Now I am presented with some choices.
And I don’t know where to go from here.
i am presented to other people by myself because what they see is what i offer. a presentation is presented just like a personality. not everything can be revealed, I am wrong? well, i t seems that i’ve been influenced by the big lebowski, which is a life of a bum presented in a cool way. a present is presented?
“I present to you the author of ‘The Wicked Book of Kick-Butt Moves.” I hopped on stage to the roars of the crowd.
Presented with an honorary degree from the university whose only previous contact was a generic rejection letter thirty years ago, Sejek was, one could say, a bit confused.
Yes. I finally did it. I felt the drama going around the classroom as I stepped in front of everyone and finally presented my work of art. A bead of sweat dripped down my face, but I read on, I read and I didn’t care what anyone else had to say about it.
The presentation was swift. Click here, speak, read, click again. Many have presented in this manner. The teacher yawned in boredom. Everyone did exactly the same thing with their reports.
a love is presented to you.
a push is presented to me.
passion i present to you.
But shove you presented to me.
Love. It presented itself at a most awkward and perfect time in my life. Then it vanished at a most awkward and perfect time in my life. It made my life perfect, then awkward. Then so very sad.
I’m very good at presenting. I love to talk in front of people. When something is presented the presenter and his/her presentation should be relaxed and the atmosphere should feel comfortable. Don’t you think?
sighs permeated around her lips
we kissed like we never kissed before
passionate and resentful
like it was the last time.
when it was all said and done she laughed
“you presented me with an option”, she said
“me, or you. or us”
and what did you choose?
“none of the above”.
The fear that presented itself to him as the fact that his younger brother really was dead was insufferable. Sobbing, he collapsed on the cold, hard floor, voicelessly mouthing the obvious: ‘This is my fault’.
I walked up and presented. These words were my apologizes. They weren’t forgiving.
You presented me with a quandary
A head scratcher
A ruse
You looked at me with knowing
A reflection
A truth
I laughed at you with abandon
A gut buster
A tickle
Is that really your terminator
Your destroyer
Your pickle
As he presented the award to me, the crowd went wild, confetti rained down from the ceiling, and I jumped up and down, screaming…
Just kidding, it was just another dream – the usual.
And in that fleeting moment, he presented himself to me. Timidly, shyly. Testing the waters. Vulnerable, open. Presenting yourself as you are. This is me… without ego or pride. Raw, honest. The best present you can give, isn’t it? A breath of fresh air. Sincere, genuine. And if I can open that present every day hereafter, each day it will be the best present I’ve ever been given.
Presented. Presented can mean so many things, and I’m not saying that just because it sounds intelligent and it makes the beginning of my paragraph sound cool. Its because it just DOES. Presented. I presented my report today and I’m nervous of what grade I’m going to get. I presented the new idea for the company logo and I can’t stop thinking if it’s going to be approved or not. I presented myself to the crowd in a blue dress, I wonder if they approve of it. The thing that the word represents triggers so many emotions, that it just fascinates me. I presented this paragraph to the public and wondered if they would like it. Hopefully, they do.
Opportunity presented itself
it quaked in my bones
it rattled my teeth
and forced me
to scream
what I said
bubbled at the top
and shoved it’s way at you
simple start
and I couldn’t stop
“Want to hang out sometime?”
I presented to you my idea. What you do with it is your decision, not mine. Good luck.
presented
How the P presses on and the the Es squish the S’s squiggly courage.
Ending with a D that matches the P in an asymmetrical flourish.
Don’t they feel slightly squirmish in their charactered shell?
They don’t squirm because when they present themselves, they look well.
I presented a project on Thor today.
This isn’t fictional, I actually did.
I had to write a ten-page paper and give a fifteen-minute presentation on a topic relating to my class on the Inklings, and it could be as loosely related as I pleased. Since we briefly explored Norse mythology in the class (because J.R.R. Tolkien and C.S. Lewis were both largely inspired by it) I decided to do my project on the Thor comic books. And boy did it turn out to be about 3000 times more stress than anticipated.
the wrapping was plucked with tiny fingers;
inside the womb of the package it lay
The girl had to be presented to her boyfriends parents. They sniffed, they snorted, they looked down their nose at her, but she stood her ground. She stood tall against their subliminal attack on her as a person. She wax not afraid of how they viewed her.
chanukah
remembered
like family memories
distant, but warm
like candles dripping wax
presented to me
by a rabbi
too young to remember
too old to forget
those days gone by
those times i thought
happiness was a match
and you were the wick.
She presented the award to the retiring professor, a square plaque with gold trim, and his initials scribbled in next to a few choice words. As she handed over the award, the professor handed her a small note which she put in her right coat pocket. Later that night, when she left, she opened up the small folded note on half a napkin, and read, “I once couldn’t even read.”
I was presented with a wonderful idea. Live in the present, not the past or the future. What a brilliant idea. I am now presenting this idea to you. Live for now and embrace today. Be happy in your own present. But don’t forget to take steps while in your present to enhance your future.
I presented my heart to the class today. I told them it works in a funny little way. They laughed and said “What a piece of junk! nothing runs on love anymore!” I frowned at this and hid my heart away for i wouldnt let them take away what was so dear. The last thing of our true persons.
I have been presented the opportunity to make a change…
Do I want the change? I could let everything go that I have been working so hard to build.
I am at a stage in my life where I want simplicity –
Do I dare let go of my “so called dream” that I have been working soooo hard for these last few years???? REALLY!?
Yes, I am REALLY tired of the social media rat race and all of the marketing marketing marketing that it takes! UGH!
Now, I just need to be presented with how to let my following know…
Hmmmm… I am ready to be presented with that bit of wisdom now…
Waiting expectantly for that bit of info to be presented… :)
presented means you have presented something. It’s the past tense of present. I hate presenting because I get so anxious.
presented the ice cream
this is the end
yellow tip my friend
chinatown
smack down
i’m addicted to food like a junkie is to heroin
THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE WORD ABOVE
i am a foodie
shoveling chips into my mouth like coal into a steam train
can you picture what will be
so limited and free
desperately in need
of some strangers hand
like a platter for thanksgiving dinner. Herself feasted upon, first with greedy eyes then shameless fingers crawled tentatively into her crevacises.
graciously before me. crackling paper. those cookie tins you see this time of year. he got them cheap, i know. cheap sugar
I presented the gift with a flourish, my arms spread wide and a grin lighting up my face. It was a simple gift, extravagant in its own way. I held my breath, hoping for an equally enthusiastic reaction from my father, who sometimes was not all too excited.
The other day in communications class, i presented a speech about my old swim team. It was like 3 weeks late and it sucked. Had to do it to pass the class lol oopps I’m quite the slacker.
This is the third time being “presented” with this screen… But obviously, I ‘m bored enough to sit here and rethink and rewrite using the same word, when the prompt is probably still going to come up with an error saying I’ve “already submitted” this thought… Okay.
We’ll see what happens!