I’M expecting. Specifically, I’m expecting to get another word, because I imagine that you have more imagination than this, “oneword.com”, but you keep giving me “expecting”.
I am very disappointed in you.
Riss
What are you expecting me to do?
My dear, I’m so confused…
Expectation. That’s the word of life. We always make so many goals we want to achieve, but the reality is often very different. Expectation is Hope. Without it, what’s the meaning of life?
My Auntie Jenn is expecting a baby. I think it’s in October. I wanted to name it Kendaleigha but that’s just me. I don’t think I want to have a baby. At least, not one of my own. I couldn’t stand the pain of childbirth. I can barely stand the pain of Purell in a paper cut! Auntie Jenn and Uncle Chris want to name it Kaitlyn, I think. Kaitlyn with a K. I like Caitlin with a C, but I might be biased. ;)
Riss
what are you expecting? whatever it is, its wrong. You have no idea what is about to happen tomorrow, next week, or even the next minute. You make judgements based on past experiences, but the world is ever changing, as is the world immediatly around you. Your “baseline” is not infallible.
Mike G
“I’ve been expecting you,” she says, one hand resting on the side of the doorframe.
“I know,” he replies.
“You’re late,” she tells him, moving from the door to allow him in.
He moves past her into the apartment. “I’m sorry,” he tells her, unapologetically.
Susan
constantly people expect things which don’t happen and it is a real shame.
The other day I wasn’t expecting that my mother would take me and my friends out for ice cream after my soccer game, but she still did. This was a good thing, rather than a bad thing, contradicting myself. :)
ADAM
I don’t know what I am expecting from you. Maybe validation? I do my best to impress you with my cleverness…my pretty words. I understand that I am not much to look at…in my middle age. My pretty skin is behind me. I refuse to try to desperately cling to my youth. I’m not that kind of fag. I guess I’ll just try to make myself content, screaming into the darkness…hoping to reach someone with a similar need. Waiting to be heard…by someone. Anyone.
sometimesboy
Expectation is the worst state of being. It’s when you know what you want, and you’re so close to getting it too, but then there’s so much uncertainty about whether it’s actually going to happen. Never. Expect. Anything.
Nishat
And now, she was expecting, preggers, schwanger – “In the family way”. And so was he – and yet they weren’t clear if they wanted to be in the same family.
Valerahaha
I keep too many THINGS. Some are things that I’m attached to from the past. Some are things that I think I will eventually develop into REAL art in the future. In the mean time, I end up held hostage by the junk I can’t let go of. What am I expecting from this pile of raw material? What am I expecting from this pile of shit?
sometimesboy
Babies. Expecting makes me think of mothers. Or maybe children waiting for Christmas morning. I expect to be better some times. It’s also a word that is pretty hard for me to spell for some reason. The word is in purple. I love that color.
Jamie
Expectations are pretty dangerous.
They get your hopes up.
Then….you begin to wait. And it’s really the waiting that kills you.
You wait and wait and wait in anticipation.
And then you realize, you never get what you expect.
And then disappointment kicks in.
So maybe the best thing you can do is just…walk into something expecting nothing.
Im expecting lost of things right now
expecting sounds negative dont u think
“Im expecting birthday presents
and a hug tomorrow
and breakfast”
There is great possiblity for dissapointment.
What came next, I was not expecting. My heart was calm and so was I. Two seconds later, my heart plummeted to the bottom of my chest; aching, pounding, gasping for breathe, but I couldn’t breathe; it’s not something I was expecting…
i was expecting you to come around and sweep me off my feet. That never happened to me. Seems like i will never get to experience that.
Lauren
No one was expecting Shiloh to walk into the river and never come out. Me, maybe, but never her. They never found a body, so for a long time everyone thought she ran away. And even after she started coming around my room in the middle of the night I thought she was still alive. I never believed in ghosts.
A camera records these moments, its lens expecting one thing, my eye delivering another: for across the glass and digital underground, I see devils in the speedy movements of children, fairies in black across a red fountain. Nothing shows up on print.
Im expecting greatness from you m lord. When my men ask what we fought for and and I have to look them in their eye, I want to feel prod when i tell them
Elyse Rodney
When I was just a little girl, my mother told me she was expecting. This was confusing to me as I didn’t know just what it was that she was expecting. As time went on and my little brother arrived, I thought that maybe I should have said I was expecting, too. I was expecting a new little one to love.
sp
Well today I was expecting dad to come home. He….he didn’t. But that’s okay. He never does. I always get my hopes up a little too high. Maybe next time he will make the time to see me. I hope. It’s been too long. He…knows I’m waiting.
Jen
There are certain things we can expect in life. We can expect to have a birthday ever year, once a year. We can expect to die at one point. But wouldn’t life be so much more exciting if we stopped expecting and just went with the flow of things? Forget expectations and just take a chance.
I’m expecting a good time at Disneyland. Disneyland is fun. I love Disneyland. I love Mickey mouse. He’s cool. I wonder if I should have capitalized ‘mouse’. Is that his last name?
Basil
I’m expecting. Not expecting a child, definitely not, but expecting. I’m expecting something. I don’t know what yet, but I know it’s coming. It doesn’t have to be anything specific. Something that will change me, my life, my world forever.
A greatly needed expected change.
And I need it now.
ava
He was expecting some huge fiasco. People rushing everywhere, worrying about where his Allison was. But things seemed strangely calm. Wasn’t anyone freaking out like he was? When he confronted an officer he told him that there was no trouble and Allison would show up soon. Was everyone in town going crazy!? Fine. He would find his girlfriend on his own. Even if it meant risking his own life.
i have been expecting far too much from my medications
i really thought i would begin to feel much better once i got going on a good program
wrong… they haven’t helped all that much…except to slow down the disease…maybe…
i hate having these expectations…just end up getting let down mostly…
so i am going to stop expecting anything at all and just live day to day…see what happens… more of an adventure that way anyhow
sherri
I’m expecting to do well this semester, although I’m taking over three times as many hours as the previous term. I’m taking twenty hours. I’m going to work harder than I have ever worked. I’m expecting to have absolutely no free time, and that’s ok. My education is now important to me. I expect to succeed.
Ross
I don’t know what to do now.
I really don’t…
See, what comes next will remain a constant secret.
I know I want you around
I know I want to lie in the sun and feel your hand in mine,
Do I expect too much?
Am I foolish?
LostCause
It felt like the floor gave way. The violent tremor from below rose up through the floorboards. A pained cry rose up through the floor, along with hot steam, heating the room. The blood-stained bed was now soaking with sweat, as was the same man from before, sitting in a chair opposite my bed. He still held a gun, his cruel eyes still bore into mine.
‘We’ve been expecting you’
I felt less disoriented now.
‘Who are you?’ I tried to say it with strength, but it sputtered out weakly just as earlier.
‘Worked up some courage over your nap I see.’
He smirked.
‘Who are you?’ This time he was asking me. The lights moved over the window again. It was darker now, and raining.
‘I’m expected.’
what you want to happen, what you think it should be, too much, too little, thinking that you know what it should be, waiting, wanting for a particular something, worrying, waiting.
Nancy
I was expecting a certain piece of post recently – I got what I was expecting, and I don’t like it.
It is a prediction of what you think is the most likely outcome of a situation, making you “expect” something to happen because of something.
I’m expecting. No, I’m not pregnant. I’m expecting news. Something. Anything. I’ll probably wait for another hundred years or so; always expecting never doing.
Cloudy101
Pregnant people are usually expecting a baby and while they are expecting they usually get really big. I’m expecting my aunt Megan will be having the baby she is expecting soon. That’s also what everyone else is expecting.
Quafonda
you know what i’ve always wanted to do? sit in a leather chair facing away from my desk, so that no one can see my face, and then when someone walks into my office, i’ll slowwwwly spin around in the chair and say creepily, “ive been expecting you…”
Rachel
I cannot be the perfection you wish to see,
I’m struggling on the edge.
What do you expect of me?
Pregnant ladies grip the smalls of their backs as they waddle through their lives as small blimps. The bouncing babies inside their bodies poke out at them through their bellies, and their minds turn to mush because of all the energy used on keeping the little bundle of joy alive.
whenever i hear the world expecting the word pregnant usually springs to mind as when people ask when the baby is due they usually ask “when are you expecting?” that being said the word is often associated with me as something that is about to happen.
Rory McHugh
It wasn’t what I was expecting, but when it is ever? I never knew it was what I wanted, but how could I? One day it just hits you like a ton of bricks. What can you do? It’s never what you expected. It’s never what you thought you knew.
Cheal
I’ve been expecting him to be here for an hour now. I’m not sure what’s holding him up. I had the entire day planned, and it was going to be so romantic, but it seems he has better things to do. I wonder what’s so important that he can’t call to let me know what it is…
I was expecting the chores to be done when I got home from my second job. But as usual nothing had been touched. Dishes piled everywhere, vaccum broken, and he was still smoking in the house. Like I was stupid and could smell the foulness clinging to the curtains and the carpets.
Expecting?
I’ll tell you what’s expecting.
I’M expecting. Specifically, I’m expecting to get another word, because I imagine that you have more imagination than this, “oneword.com”, but you keep giving me “expecting”.
I am very disappointed in you.
What are you expecting me to do?
My dear, I’m so confused…
Expectation. That’s the word of life. We always make so many goals we want to achieve, but the reality is often very different. Expectation is Hope. Without it, what’s the meaning of life?
My Auntie Jenn is expecting a baby. I think it’s in October. I wanted to name it Kendaleigha but that’s just me. I don’t think I want to have a baby. At least, not one of my own. I couldn’t stand the pain of childbirth. I can barely stand the pain of Purell in a paper cut! Auntie Jenn and Uncle Chris want to name it Kaitlyn, I think. Kaitlyn with a K. I like Caitlin with a C, but I might be biased. ;)
what are you expecting? whatever it is, its wrong. You have no idea what is about to happen tomorrow, next week, or even the next minute. You make judgements based on past experiences, but the world is ever changing, as is the world immediatly around you. Your “baseline” is not infallible.
“I’ve been expecting you,” she says, one hand resting on the side of the doorframe.
“I know,” he replies.
“You’re late,” she tells him, moving from the door to allow him in.
He moves past her into the apartment. “I’m sorry,” he tells her, unapologetically.
constantly people expect things which don’t happen and it is a real shame.
The other day I wasn’t expecting that my mother would take me and my friends out for ice cream after my soccer game, but she still did. This was a good thing, rather than a bad thing, contradicting myself. :)
I don’t know what I am expecting from you. Maybe validation? I do my best to impress you with my cleverness…my pretty words. I understand that I am not much to look at…in my middle age. My pretty skin is behind me. I refuse to try to desperately cling to my youth. I’m not that kind of fag. I guess I’ll just try to make myself content, screaming into the darkness…hoping to reach someone with a similar need. Waiting to be heard…by someone. Anyone.
Expectation is the worst state of being. It’s when you know what you want, and you’re so close to getting it too, but then there’s so much uncertainty about whether it’s actually going to happen. Never. Expect. Anything.
And now, she was expecting, preggers, schwanger – “In the family way”. And so was he – and yet they weren’t clear if they wanted to be in the same family.
I keep too many THINGS. Some are things that I’m attached to from the past. Some are things that I think I will eventually develop into REAL art in the future. In the mean time, I end up held hostage by the junk I can’t let go of. What am I expecting from this pile of raw material? What am I expecting from this pile of shit?
Babies. Expecting makes me think of mothers. Or maybe children waiting for Christmas morning. I expect to be better some times. It’s also a word that is pretty hard for me to spell for some reason. The word is in purple. I love that color.
Expectations are pretty dangerous.
They get your hopes up.
Then….you begin to wait. And it’s really the waiting that kills you.
You wait and wait and wait in anticipation.
And then you realize, you never get what you expect.
And then disappointment kicks in.
So maybe the best thing you can do is just…walk into something expecting nothing.
Im expecting lost of things right now
expecting sounds negative dont u think
“Im expecting birthday presents
and a hug tomorrow
and breakfast”
There is great possiblity for dissapointment.
What came next, I was not expecting. My heart was calm and so was I. Two seconds later, my heart plummeted to the bottom of my chest; aching, pounding, gasping for breathe, but I couldn’t breathe; it’s not something I was expecting…
i was expecting you to come around and sweep me off my feet. That never happened to me. Seems like i will never get to experience that.
No one was expecting Shiloh to walk into the river and never come out. Me, maybe, but never her. They never found a body, so for a long time everyone thought she ran away. And even after she started coming around my room in the middle of the night I thought she was still alive. I never believed in ghosts.
A camera records these moments, its lens expecting one thing, my eye delivering another: for across the glass and digital underground, I see devils in the speedy movements of children, fairies in black across a red fountain. Nothing shows up on print.
Im expecting greatness from you m lord. When my men ask what we fought for and and I have to look them in their eye, I want to feel prod when i tell them
When I was just a little girl, my mother told me she was expecting. This was confusing to me as I didn’t know just what it was that she was expecting. As time went on and my little brother arrived, I thought that maybe I should have said I was expecting, too. I was expecting a new little one to love.
Well today I was expecting dad to come home. He….he didn’t. But that’s okay. He never does. I always get my hopes up a little too high. Maybe next time he will make the time to see me. I hope. It’s been too long. He…knows I’m waiting.
There are certain things we can expect in life. We can expect to have a birthday ever year, once a year. We can expect to die at one point. But wouldn’t life be so much more exciting if we stopped expecting and just went with the flow of things? Forget expectations and just take a chance.
I’m expecting a good time at Disneyland. Disneyland is fun. I love Disneyland. I love Mickey mouse. He’s cool. I wonder if I should have capitalized ‘mouse’. Is that his last name?
I’m expecting. Not expecting a child, definitely not, but expecting. I’m expecting something. I don’t know what yet, but I know it’s coming. It doesn’t have to be anything specific. Something that will change me, my life, my world forever.
A greatly needed expected change.
And I need it now.
He was expecting some huge fiasco. People rushing everywhere, worrying about where his Allison was. But things seemed strangely calm. Wasn’t anyone freaking out like he was? When he confronted an officer he told him that there was no trouble and Allison would show up soon. Was everyone in town going crazy!? Fine. He would find his girlfriend on his own. Even if it meant risking his own life.
i have been expecting far too much from my medications
i really thought i would begin to feel much better once i got going on a good program
wrong… they haven’t helped all that much…except to slow down the disease…maybe…
i hate having these expectations…just end up getting let down mostly…
so i am going to stop expecting anything at all and just live day to day…see what happens… more of an adventure that way anyhow
I’m expecting to do well this semester, although I’m taking over three times as many hours as the previous term. I’m taking twenty hours. I’m going to work harder than I have ever worked. I’m expecting to have absolutely no free time, and that’s ok. My education is now important to me. I expect to succeed.
I don’t know what to do now.
I really don’t…
See, what comes next will remain a constant secret.
I know I want you around
I know I want to lie in the sun and feel your hand in mine,
Do I expect too much?
Am I foolish?
It felt like the floor gave way. The violent tremor from below rose up through the floorboards. A pained cry rose up through the floor, along with hot steam, heating the room. The blood-stained bed was now soaking with sweat, as was the same man from before, sitting in a chair opposite my bed. He still held a gun, his cruel eyes still bore into mine.
‘We’ve been expecting you’
I felt less disoriented now.
‘Who are you?’ I tried to say it with strength, but it sputtered out weakly just as earlier.
‘Worked up some courage over your nap I see.’
He smirked.
‘Who are you?’ This time he was asking me. The lights moved over the window again. It was darker now, and raining.
‘I’m expected.’
what you want to happen, what you think it should be, too much, too little, thinking that you know what it should be, waiting, wanting for a particular something, worrying, waiting.
I was expecting a certain piece of post recently – I got what I was expecting, and I don’t like it.
It is a prediction of what you think is the most likely outcome of a situation, making you “expect” something to happen because of something.
I’m expecting. No, I’m not pregnant. I’m expecting news. Something. Anything. I’ll probably wait for another hundred years or so; always expecting never doing.
Pregnant people are usually expecting a baby and while they are expecting they usually get really big. I’m expecting my aunt Megan will be having the baby she is expecting soon. That’s also what everyone else is expecting.
you know what i’ve always wanted to do? sit in a leather chair facing away from my desk, so that no one can see my face, and then when someone walks into my office, i’ll slowwwwly spin around in the chair and say creepily, “ive been expecting you…”
I cannot be the perfection you wish to see,
I’m struggling on the edge.
What do you expect of me?
Pregnant ladies grip the smalls of their backs as they waddle through their lives as small blimps. The bouncing babies inside their bodies poke out at them through their bellies, and their minds turn to mush because of all the energy used on keeping the little bundle of joy alive.
whenever i hear the world expecting the word pregnant usually springs to mind as when people ask when the baby is due they usually ask “when are you expecting?” that being said the word is often associated with me as something that is about to happen.
It wasn’t what I was expecting, but when it is ever? I never knew it was what I wanted, but how could I? One day it just hits you like a ton of bricks. What can you do? It’s never what you expected. It’s never what you thought you knew.
I’ve been expecting him to be here for an hour now. I’m not sure what’s holding him up. I had the entire day planned, and it was going to be so romantic, but it seems he has better things to do. I wonder what’s so important that he can’t call to let me know what it is…
I was expecting the chores to be done when I got home from my second job. But as usual nothing had been touched. Dishes piled everywhere, vaccum broken, and he was still smoking in the house. Like I was stupid and could smell the foulness clinging to the curtains and the carpets.