he was always so meticulous about everything, time included. he kept everything arranged on a spreadsheet about where he would be and how long. However, when he had met the other man,all of that had been thrown to the wind. He was able to sleep in and he had no fear of being late.
My schedule for my week and school year is going to be a very hectic. I’m packed and overwhelmed with many activities, school work, meetings, and more. However, using Gmail to help my organize has been very helpful. Google calendar is effective in giving me a clear idea of how my week and month will look.
I need more time. I have more time! I need to get there, do this, do that; i need to think about my future. i need to live in the present. i need to stop worrying and preparing, i need to prepare more, prepare better. I should be doing homework. I’m going to college next year. will i have time there? will i have time when i have a job? will i have time when i have kids? am i allowed to live until i die? i think dying is the only inoffensive thing i can do right now. i wish i had more time but i don’t want time to pass extremely slowly. i need more time to do things. i need more motivation. nothing is working. nothing is inspiring. nothing is encouraging. i’m not the best anymore. if i am i don’t know it. i always sort of thought i was before. now my grades are not as good. my art isn’t as good. and i’m not as good. my soul isn’t as good, and my spirit isn’t as good, and nothing about me feels any better than it did last year; a lot of it feels worse. i can feel myself rambling and people wanting to drift away instead of listening. i can feel my friends starting to slide away.
I have no idea how college kids can fit so many things into their schedules. I mean, they have crazy class schedules, club meetings, a social life, figuring out when to eat, and a million other things! I commend the students who are able to effectively manage all of that at once.
if i had to find the time every single day to do everything i loved, i might be more compelled to keep a set schedule. but i know that i have all sorts of time to discover and create and explore. so why do i need to set out exacts and for certains?
My schedule is the same most days
Teaching high school lends to that
But what happens in that scheduled day
Is never the same
As the previous
Or the expected
People override any schedule
I looked down at the little piece of paper I was handed. This was my schedule for my freshman year of high school and it looked awful–Geometry, Physics, French, PA. I didn’t even know what PA was. It sounded like some form of PE, or a typo on said word. This was ridiculous. The only thing that I wanted on there was ballet, second period. That, at least, would be fantastic…
Hmmm well I wish I could stick with one. It is difficult when you set your own but resented when someone else sets it for you. Your priorities are revealed through it.
Not having a schedule seems to be the best way to go about it. Having a schedule means there’s always something I should be doing someplace sometime, but if I simply threw that annoying piece of paper away I would be free to simply do things.
“May I see your shed-yule?” she inquired. I handed it to her, suppressing a giggle. She placed a pair of half-moon reading glasses on her nose, scrutinizing the piece of paper with a smug, squint-eyed look that only a elderly lady like her could pull off.
Schedules? Who needs those? Life is too chaotic to force yourself into confining boxes of time. Indeed, only a foolish man would put so much stock into a concept. This is just my opinion of course. What else can I say?
“May I see your shed-yule?” she inquired. I handed it to her, suppressing a giggle. She placed a pair of half-moon reading glasses on her nose, scrutinizing the piece of paper with a smug, squint-eyed look that only a elderly British lady like her could pull off.
my schedule is so hectic this semester, work too many hours internship so much fun but time consuming not enough time in the day, wish i didn’t have to work this semester, need better time managing skills, need to be more organized
Just the word that has been on my mind! I want to throw mine away. I want to follow mine better, I want to have more time in the day, I want to have more time in the night! Schedules! Bah!
Planned without the experience of adventure. Living through a world without excitement; all planned, nothing esle to do. No surprises. No laughter. Same thing everyday, all day. What do you want to do? Whatever is scheduled? Kick the mischeif back, for life is only lived once :)
This semester I have a very crazy schedule. I have 15 units and two jobs and I also play ice hockey. These 15 units are the hardest classes i have taken at sjsu so far. my schedule has been very hard to balence.
The schedule SAID I was supposed to be on the bus. THAT bus. The bus that just left. Instead, I was standing on the corner. With a hell of a sandwich. A ham sandwich. A hell of a ham sandwich. Screw the bus. A bus is no ham sandwich.
The man was late. A woman was waiting for him an the schedule was totally upset. The mess was to be considerable unless he managed to get that train, but we’ll never know the end of this story.
makes you keep a time for everything
a calendar with nothing but important dates
everyone has a schedule to follow even though they don’t think they do
always timing always planning
trying to fit everything into one day
sometimes everything cant fit
you have to prioritize and that is why it is great to schedule your days
I looked over my schedule, biting my lower lip. A new schedule, a new year. New. Everything was so different. I was newly-turned fifteen, and newly-turned freshman. Taking in a deep, shaky breath, I peered up from my paper, ready to tackle the over-sized school in front of me.
With the University’s budget problems, scheduling is a nightmare. In fact, it’s harder to drop a class than it is to add a class. Fortunately, most of the time people don’t need to drop their classes, but it would be nice to be able to without the extra hoops.
The schedule of daily routine is as follows: awake in the morning with heavy eyes. But don’t fret, just let the light in and live another day. You wash your face, comb your hair, eat, and don’t think about anything else until you’re out of the morning block of routine routine.
When planning a wedding it is very important o keep track of everything. Keeping a schedule book helps you keep track of appointments and what needs to be done each week. Otherise you will get behind schedule and
As it turns out, the schedule will remain unchanged. The fact that zombie dinosaurs are rampaging through the streets is of no consequence. The party will go on as planned. Thank you.
I hate my schedule on tuesdays. My day never seems to end, it starts at 7 am and it ends at 7:15pm. I like my schedule for thursdays because i only have one class.
I am trying to stay on schedule, to get all the things done I have to do, but things keep getting in the way. Like OneWord which appears in my email and beckons me to write for just one minute. Damn distractions.
I really like living by a schedule, because I don’t know how to live by myself. I mean, I don’t know how to decide what to do for myself. I have to have someone deciding for me. I have to have someone deciding what I’m supposed to do. Because my mind is so chaotic that I can’t think for myself.
I have a busy schedule. First there’s school, nearly eight straight hours. Then I got home for five minutes (or so it seems), eat supper, and dash off to work. Four or five hours of that, then it’s back home for homework, then go to bed and get up tomorrow to do it all over again.
he was always so meticulous about everything, time included. he kept everything arranged on a spreadsheet about where he would be and how long. However, when he had met the other man,all of that had been thrown to the wind. He was able to sleep in and he had no fear of being late.
My schedule for my week and school year is going to be a very hectic. I’m packed and overwhelmed with many activities, school work, meetings, and more. However, using Gmail to help my organize has been very helpful. Google calendar is effective in giving me a clear idea of how my week and month will look.
I need more time. I have more time! I need to get there, do this, do that; i need to think about my future. i need to live in the present. i need to stop worrying and preparing, i need to prepare more, prepare better. I should be doing homework. I’m going to college next year. will i have time there? will i have time when i have a job? will i have time when i have kids? am i allowed to live until i die? i think dying is the only inoffensive thing i can do right now. i wish i had more time but i don’t want time to pass extremely slowly. i need more time to do things. i need more motivation. nothing is working. nothing is inspiring. nothing is encouraging. i’m not the best anymore. if i am i don’t know it. i always sort of thought i was before. now my grades are not as good. my art isn’t as good. and i’m not as good. my soul isn’t as good, and my spirit isn’t as good, and nothing about me feels any better than it did last year; a lot of it feels worse. i can feel myself rambling and people wanting to drift away instead of listening. i can feel my friends starting to slide away.
Ah the schedule. Oh how it serves as the dictator in my life, from every second to every minute to every day, month, and year.
“Oh, my fucking God! I’m late again! See, I fucking told you. I fu– Shit, I can’t deal with this anymore. I need my schedule back again.”
I have no idea how college kids can fit so many things into their schedules. I mean, they have crazy class schedules, club meetings, a social life, figuring out when to eat, and a million other things! I commend the students who are able to effectively manage all of that at once.
if i had to find the time every single day to do everything i loved, i might be more compelled to keep a set schedule. but i know that i have all sorts of time to discover and create and explore. so why do i need to set out exacts and for certains?
My schedule is the same most days
Teaching high school lends to that
But what happens in that scheduled day
Is never the same
As the previous
Or the expected
People override any schedule
I looked down at the little piece of paper I was handed. This was my schedule for my freshman year of high school and it looked awful–Geometry, Physics, French, PA. I didn’t even know what PA was. It sounded like some form of PE, or a typo on said word. This was ridiculous. The only thing that I wanted on there was ballet, second period. That, at least, would be fantastic…
school or work time, book keep time, lunch, busy hours, time to eat or work or meet someone, place,
I don’t see you on my schedule
you words, you rhymes
You, that muse
Maybe tomorrow – have your people call my people
We can do poetry lunch
time, day, place, people, lunch, busy, hours, book, calendar, writing, meetings, alarms, communicate, cell phone,
time, day, place, people, lunch, busy, hours, book, calendar, writing, meetings
Hmmm well I wish I could stick with one. It is difficult when you set your own but resented when someone else sets it for you. Your priorities are revealed through it.
Not having a schedule seems to be the best way to go about it. Having a schedule means there’s always something I should be doing someplace sometime, but if I simply threw that annoying piece of paper away I would be free to simply do things.
the earth-though still very far away-kept getting closer and closer.then,as if right on schedule,my life flashed before my eyes
the earth-though still very far away-kept getting closer and closer.then,as if right on schedule,my life flashed before my eyes
“May I see your shed-yule?” she inquired. I handed it to her, suppressing a giggle. She placed a pair of half-moon reading glasses on her nose, scrutinizing the piece of paper with a smug, squint-eyed look that only a elderly lady like her could pull off.
Schedules? Who needs those? Life is too chaotic to force yourself into confining boxes of time. Indeed, only a foolish man would put so much stock into a concept. This is just my opinion of course. What else can I say?
“May I see your shed-yule?” she inquired. I handed it to her, suppressing a giggle. She placed a pair of half-moon reading glasses on her nose, scrutinizing the piece of paper with a smug, squint-eyed look that only a elderly British lady like her could pull off.
my schedule is so hectic this semester, work too many hours internship so much fun but time consuming not enough time in the day, wish i didn’t have to work this semester, need better time managing skills, need to be more organized
Just the word that has been on my mind! I want to throw mine away. I want to follow mine better, I want to have more time in the day, I want to have more time in the night! Schedules! Bah!
I’m on a very tight schedule lately. So many things are on my busy busy schedule. You must stay on schedule.
Planned without the experience of adventure. Living through a world without excitement; all planned, nothing esle to do. No surprises. No laughter. Same thing everyday, all day. What do you want to do? Whatever is scheduled? Kick the mischeif back, for life is only lived once :)
This semester I have a very crazy schedule. I have 15 units and two jobs and I also play ice hockey. These 15 units are the hardest classes i have taken at sjsu so far. my schedule has been very hard to balence.
The schedule SAID I was supposed to be on the bus. THAT bus. The bus that just left. Instead, I was standing on the corner. With a hell of a sandwich. A ham sandwich. A hell of a ham sandwich. Screw the bus. A bus is no ham sandwich.
Schedule ist schadul.
Keine Zeit.
Keine Zeit.
Es gibt keine Zeit.
Amen.
The man was late. A woman was waiting for him an the schedule was totally upset. The mess was to be considerable unless he managed to get that train, but we’ll never know the end of this story.
Karte rein, Zackbong, Karte raus. Es war das Gleiche wie bei den Pokerabenden. Karte rein in den Ärmel, Zackbong, Karte raus – im richtigen Moment.
makes you keep a time for everything
a calendar with nothing but important dates
everyone has a schedule to follow even though they don’t think they do
always timing always planning
trying to fit everything into one day
sometimes everything cant fit
you have to prioritize and that is why it is great to schedule your days
I looked over my schedule, biting my lower lip. A new schedule, a new year. New. Everything was so different. I was newly-turned fifteen, and newly-turned freshman. Taking in a deep, shaky breath, I peered up from my paper, ready to tackle the over-sized school in front of me.
With the University’s budget problems, scheduling is a nightmare. In fact, it’s harder to drop a class than it is to add a class. Fortunately, most of the time people don’t need to drop their classes, but it would be nice to be able to without the extra hoops.
The schedule of daily routine is as follows: awake in the morning with heavy eyes. But don’t fret, just let the light in and live another day. You wash your face, comb your hair, eat, and don’t think about anything else until you’re out of the morning block of routine routine.
I wish my schedule weren’t so tightly packed this week. At the very least, my gcal looks pretty.
Class
Class
Eat
Class
Work
Think
Think
Think
Sleep
Think
When planning a wedding it is very important o keep track of everything. Keeping a schedule book helps you keep track of appointments and what needs to be done each week. Otherise you will get behind schedule and
As it turns out, the schedule will remain unchanged. The fact that zombie dinosaurs are rampaging through the streets is of no consequence. The party will go on as planned. Thank you.
I hate my schedule on tuesdays. My day never seems to end, it starts at 7 am and it ends at 7:15pm. I like my schedule for thursdays because i only have one class.
I am trying to stay on schedule, to get all the things done I have to do, but things keep getting in the way. Like OneWord which appears in my email and beckons me to write for just one minute. Damn distractions.
I really like living by a schedule, because I don’t know how to live by myself. I mean, I don’t know how to decide what to do for myself. I have to have someone deciding for me. I have to have someone deciding what I’m supposed to do. Because my mind is so chaotic that I can’t think for myself.
I have a busy schedule. First there’s school, nearly eight straight hours. Then I got home for five minutes (or so it seems), eat supper, and dash off to work. Four or five hours of that, then it’s back home for homework, then go to bed and get up tomorrow to do it all over again.