I had a table reserved for two but only one showed up. I can’t believe the bitch would actually not show up. I doubt she has any good excuse for it! She’s probably in her bath robe with 4 cats running around getting ready to grab a pint of icecream to eat with her chick flick. What a Bitch!
This seat is reserved. You can’t sit here, I’m saving it for someone. I think I might just go right out and kill you if you sit here, if you even THINK about it–because she’s supposed to sit here, and she’ll be here. Oh, she’ll be here. Don’t you worry about that.
Her shoes were reserved. The kind you see in stores with footwear specifically designed for orthopedic needs, completely ignoring any sense of attractiveness or visual appeal. Her big clunkers that made hollow thumps down the hallway as she walked throughout the office. Her co-workers could hear her as soon as she entered the door and they relished this fact. It made her easier to avoid.
I think I forgot to reserve us a table at the restaurant tonight love. I’m sorry. We might have to wait a bit, but I promise to be as entertaining as I can while we do. Why? Of course it is because I love to see you smile and can’t stand you to be inconvenienced.
“This spot isn’t for you. It is reserved for the people who can afford to waste a 1000 dollars to get to a restaurant that sells mediocre food. You are not important enough.You do not get a table. Go home and eat with friends; it’ probably better anyway.”
I’m not sure if the waiter was allowed to say that, but he was right, anyway.
sometimes one tends to freeze up before other people, build up a wall, perhaps to prevent onself from being hurt. She was one such person, with an air of unapproachability in her stance and style.
I am a tired
old,
and worn down person.
I seldom talk, or look at people
I was once a brave person,
Never bitter,
but remotely happy,
but now
after all these years,
I have reserved myself to the title.
I reserved the table for me and my reserved friend Jerry. What are you talking about. Get me the manager. He has reservations about seeing me? Well, I had a reservation for eating here! Roar!
what’s reserved is this head of boiling brain stew. it’s for you. add the peppercorns, onions and your few drops of sweat. whisper a prayer, another plea, and have your soup. it’s special. enjoy.
Reserved, oh how I’ve heard about what you do. You’re not only a word, you are a place, an attitude, and a state of being. I wish I was as good at multitasking as you are, reserved. But I’m too reserved, and the computer lab is already reserved.
I am not reserved. I like to be outgoing and spontaneous. I hate people who think I am reserved because I like to spend time by myself. I enjoy the company of others when I want it and I only enjoy their company when they aren’t being mean and vindictive. I hate those kinds of people.
yaa thts reserves for everyone yaa for girls for the castes and everyone where will the category of generols go man , comeone yaar it need something to be done guys come one yaa reserved i hav a seat reserved for me at tha Taj .
quietly softly reserved and revered the standing reserves are. they march silently slowly and surripitiously across the sands. they wait for their chance to show their stuff and before you know it it came
I’ve always been the reserved type. Not very outgoing; don’t really speak up for myself. Well, I’ve got far by this reserved method, but I’m ready to come out of my shell, I’m ready to go out there and throw caution to the wind. I’m ready.
when one is reserved, one appears mysterious. you get to observe your surroundings and the you receive a large influx of information that you could learn from.
the luxiurious table was reserved. empty, but with a nicely folded sign with the word “reserved” written on it. they said they didn’t have any tables open but i saw it. it sat empty for 20 minutes and us without a table.
i have reserved the right to be who I am. In doing in so I give the same opportunity to others with respect, love, and understanding.
We are reserved to be the messengers of God by creating in his/her name.
Don’t be reserved…open up!
its a place i have reserved just for you. no one else can find it. they may sit next to me but they never quite fit into the space only you can fill. they could never twist themselves enough to lock in like you did. theres always a gap. the reservation will never expire. its yours forever
There is noting reserved in my life. Not even my table at the restaurant. I try to reserve things and am always told no. Do you have to be reserved to get reservations?
I reserved my right to choose, to remain independent, and I reserved my right to be happy. I had no idea that I had made reservations in Hell, no cancellations accepted.
I am a reserved mind, my mind keeps to himself, thinking thoughts that should not be spoken aloud. My mind seldom interacts with others but when it does, the others are surprised at my minds curious thoughts and ground breaking ideas.
i reserved a table at the coconut grove. a table reserved for two sat waiting like a private moment waiting to happen. The napkins were demure, folded perfectly and placed beside the stark white china and glistening silver.
completely gone from the surface of things. Gone from the outward expression. Blank. If i am reserved i am preserved the man said to me. Out please reserve yourself dear lady to obtain chastity.
i reserved a restaurant for the big blue bouncy ball sitting across from me. It stared at me in a creepy, yet interesting way. The way the light shone on it I now saw it was a square. A SQUARE!
i hate to see a pard reserved on tables in restaurants. it’s obvious they aren’t reserved, but the stupid waiters always keep best tables for … don’t know who
This is when you believe you have rights to have or do something. Maybe you do. Maybe you don’t. But reserving the right to do something is an important human power action. But the only way something can be reserved is when the rights are transferred.
Why is he so reserved? I ask that all the time. I get no answers. I want to know why he never reaches out or tries anything new. It’s such a sad life to be wasted away, kept up in a tower and never stretching down to feel pain or love or anything beautiful. I hate towers.
I had a table reserved for two but only one showed up. I can’t believe the bitch would actually not show up. I doubt she has any good excuse for it! She’s probably in her bath robe with 4 cats running around getting ready to grab a pint of icecream to eat with her chick flick. What a Bitch!
By J on 07.06.2009
This seat is reserved. You can’t sit here, I’m saving it for someone. I think I might just go right out and kill you if you sit here, if you even THINK about it–because she’s supposed to sit here, and she’ll be here. Oh, she’ll be here. Don’t you worry about that.
By Stef on 07.06.2009
Her shoes were reserved. The kind you see in stores with footwear specifically designed for orthopedic needs, completely ignoring any sense of attractiveness or visual appeal. Her big clunkers that made hollow thumps down the hallway as she walked throughout the office. Her co-workers could hear her as soon as she entered the door and they relished this fact. It made her easier to avoid.
By T on 07.06.2009
“Halt! Dieser Platz ist reserviert?” “F
By Pim on 07.06.2009
She was not a reserved person. Always warm and inviting, even when she was feeling shy or unsure.
By m on 07.06.2009
I think I forgot to reserve us a table at the restaurant tonight love. I’m sorry. We might have to wait a bit, but I promise to be as entertaining as I can while we do. Why? Of course it is because I love to see you smile and can’t stand you to be inconvenienced.
By louie on 07.06.2009
“This spot isn’t for you. It is reserved for the people who can afford to waste a 1000 dollars to get to a restaurant that sells mediocre food. You are not important enough.You do not get a table. Go home and eat with friends; it’ probably better anyway.”
I’m not sure if the waiter was allowed to say that, but he was right, anyway.
By Mary on 07.06.2009
sometimes one tends to freeze up before other people, build up a wall, perhaps to prevent onself from being hurt. She was one such person, with an air of unapproachability in her stance and style.
By pri on 07.06.2009
I am a tired
old,
and worn down person.
I seldom talk, or look at people
I was once a brave person,
Never bitter,
but remotely happy,
but now
after all these years,
I have reserved myself to the title.
By Rachel on 07.06.2009
Fajna mara dzie
By Kamil Cherryemet - Tarnovski on 07.06.2009
table at restaurant, normally full booked. You mamagred to get one for a lovely dinner with your woman.
By Sandra on 07.06.2009
I reserved the table for me and my reserved friend Jerry. What are you talking about. Get me the manager. He has reservations about seeing me? Well, I had a reservation for eating here! Roar!
By Jason on 07.06.2009
what’s reserved is this head of boiling brain stew. it’s for you. add the peppercorns, onions and your few drops of sweat. whisper a prayer, another plea, and have your soup. it’s special. enjoy.
By paperclown on 07.06.2009
Reserved, oh how I’ve heard about what you do. You’re not only a word, you are a place, an attitude, and a state of being. I wish I was as good at multitasking as you are, reserved. But I’m too reserved, and the computer lab is already reserved.
By Andy Tisko on 07.06.2009
I am not reserved. I like to be outgoing and spontaneous. I hate people who think I am reserved because I like to spend time by myself. I enjoy the company of others when I want it and I only enjoy their company when they aren’t being mean and vindictive. I hate those kinds of people.
By mg on 07.06.2009
i am not sure, what one word is asking for. I with the dictection were spelled out better. Perhaps a video would explain better…
By Jay Johnson on 07.06.2009
yaa thts reserves for everyone yaa for girls for the castes and everyone where will the category of generols go man , comeone yaar it need something to be done guys come one yaa reserved i hav a seat reserved for me at tha Taj .
By T. sheel on 07.06.2009
quietly softly reserved and revered the standing reserves are. they march silently slowly and surripitiously across the sands. they wait for their chance to show their stuff and before you know it it came
By carl shan on 07.06.2009
There are so many german words wich
By lukas on 07.06.2009
I’ve always been the reserved type. Not very outgoing; don’t really speak up for myself. Well, I’ve got far by this reserved method, but I’m ready to come out of my shell, I’m ready to go out there and throw caution to the wind. I’m ready.
By Jess on 07.06.2009
when one is reserved, one appears mysterious. you get to observe your surroundings and the you receive a large influx of information that you could learn from.
By meme on 07.06.2009
the luxiurious table was reserved. empty, but with a nicely folded sign with the word “reserved” written on it. they said they didn’t have any tables open but i saw it. it sat empty for 20 minutes and us without a table.
By aaron on 07.06.2009
I have been reserved about going forward with my job search. A little nervous a little anxietyy. How does everyone do this?
By joe edwards on 07.06.2009
i have reserved the right to be who I am. In doing in so I give the same opportunity to others with respect, love, and understanding.
We are reserved to be the messengers of God by creating in his/her name.
Don’t be reserved…open up!
By Sujon on 07.06.2009
its a place i have reserved just for you. no one else can find it. they may sit next to me but they never quite fit into the space only you can fill. they could never twist themselves enough to lock in like you did. theres always a gap. the reservation will never expire. its yours forever
By B on 07.06.2009
reserved.ive never had a table or place reserved for me. im not reserving anything for anyone,not my heart, not my food, not my time.
By joyce on 07.06.2009
so quiet, so shy, until this moment. she lifts her chin and speaks. “somehow, silence seems silly after so sudden a loss.”
By erika on 07.06.2009
“Ah, hier geht es nicht weiter.”
Ja, tats
By Galinor on 07.06.2009
There is noting reserved in my life. Not even my table at the restaurant. I try to reserve things and am always told no. Do you have to be reserved to get reservations?
By fishwife on 07.06.2009
I reserved my right to choose, to remain independent, and I reserved my right to be happy. I had no idea that I had made reservations in Hell, no cancellations accepted.
By alisa haller on 07.06.2009
I am a reserved mind, my mind keeps to himself, thinking thoughts that should not be spoken aloud. My mind seldom interacts with others but when it does, the others are surprised at my minds curious thoughts and ground breaking ideas.
By Spencer Mitchell on 07.06.2009
Reserved is the spot you get at the restaurant that you still have to wait 30 minutes for even though you’ve reserved in advance. That’s reserved.
By MAC on 07.06.2009
i reserved a table at the coconut grove. a table reserved for two sat waiting like a private moment waiting to happen. The napkins were demure, folded perfectly and placed beside the stark white china and glistening silver.
By poison-baby on 07.06.2009
I reserve the right to be upset that you include our names and email in the %$# one minute.
By alisa haller on 07.06.2009
completely gone from the surface of things. Gone from the outward expression. Blank. If i am reserved i am preserved the man said to me. Out please reserve yourself dear lady to obtain chastity.
By Rochelle on 07.06.2009
i reserved a restaurant for the big blue bouncy ball sitting across from me. It stared at me in a creepy, yet interesting way. The way the light shone on it I now saw it was a square. A SQUARE!
By Your mom on 07.06.2009
i hate to see a pard reserved on tables in restaurants. it’s obvious they aren’t reserved, but the stupid waiters always keep best tables for … don’t know who
By Maria on 07.06.2009
she was quite and rerveds for a queen. but make no mistake, this royal lineage knew how to get things done.
the kingdom thrived and her subjects loved here
By Jennifer on 07.06.2009
This is when you believe you have rights to have or do something. Maybe you do. Maybe you don’t. But reserving the right to do something is an important human power action. But the only way something can be reserved is when the rights are transferred.
By Preston on 07.06.2009
Why is he so reserved? I ask that all the time. I get no answers. I want to know why he never reaches out or tries anything new. It’s such a sad life to be wasted away, kept up in a tower and never stretching down to feel pain or love or anything beautiful. I hate towers.
By maredith. on 07.06.2009