It seems so final since he hasn’t written me for so long. I dream of receiving a letter from him, and yet at the same time I should be telling myself it is his loss, not mine.
Mary Lou Wynegar
The word blurs in your eyes, your heart pumps out adrenaline. Somehow you remember learning derivatives, all the way back in the first semester- somehow you remember connecting that to this word problem- somehow, somehow, somehow-! So you put your pencil to paper, and suddenly it comes back to you. It’s okay, you think, even as your hand moves slowly but surely across the paper- this is a final, but it’s not the end for you yet.
The end. The grand finale. Everything has an end, the final moments, a conclusion. Once it is done, it is unchangeable, it is permanent like a sharpie.
The time grew short my breath raged, coarse, hard on my lungs and throught. The knife had driven through my chest into my already broken heart and i couldn’t even tell anyone about it this was my last look at life and i was alone in an ally doomed to last moments of regret
anna
its a never ending day but my time is coming to a final end. the light is going grayer and the days wearier. never thought that my days where coming. all the pain i have been through never thought i would make it this long. the final day is a blessed day for i am not to live any longer
ann
and that’s final. i have a final tomorrow. i can’t wait to be finally done with you. finally you came to me. i cant wait to finally meet you. is it final?
Rachel
This is the final chance, the last go. I have no time left, sweat drips from every poor and my breath comes out in a cold foggy mist. But you are so worth the pain. And I know I can make it through this; I have to. It’s my last chance.
I’m worried I’ll miss too many days of school this semester and have to take finals my senior year, when no one else has to. The worst part of this is that I’m worried that those missed days might come from my grandmother dying and having to attend her funeral. I never thought something this cruel would come from me, and it’s awful. I’m sorry Nana, I really do want you to get better.
Laurel
It’s supposed to be my final warning, but I ignore it. My final day, and I pass it by. My motivation hits an all time low, but my procrastination is rising on a high. Instead of doing my homework, I play games. Instead of studying for tests, I go out with friends. Instead of trying, I give up before I’ve started. I don’t pay attention in class, I don’t bother with the classwork. My grades drop by the minute and I don’t care, don’t notice. I don’t see myself going anywhere or doing anything. I’m nearing my final chance, and I’m not even bothering to prepare.
the final years of my life will end in majesty, and pudding…
Ethan
It was the final day of baseball season. We wanted the game to go on forever. Unless the Brewers could win today, the season would be over. We wanted the season to go on and on and on. That was wishful thinking.
Laura Foley
The death of me is approaching. This is the final time of my life. I better appreciate it while it lasts. Where will I go? What will I see?
Poneh Fetanat
Spring is just around the corner. My brain is already pounding against my skull from the thought of the examinations I will soon be taking. I can feel the stress slithering inside my body. Hiss. Hiss. Here he comes, the slippery demon. Times up! Turn in your final. Is this a nightmare? Am I awake or dead? Slither. Slither. His eyes are glowing green and bright. Tomorrow brings another final, another day. I can’t breathe! Hiss. Hiss.
Intimidating. Permanent. As in this essay. It will never be the same again. :(
Kylie
Final. The word frightens me. It reminds me of the day when I will leave this place and come to new things. The concept is exciting, but what is now is home.
Allison
lalala
final
finally
finally i feel
energetic
enthused
happy
the final exam. final. finality. the last word. how do you chronicle the many “finals” we take? that we face? it’s life, it’s sad life is composed of final moments and how do we live like this?
beezy
there is a final to everything whether it hast to do with the world, the test, or the term. It’s really somethin gto think about, after all, we’re all in our ‘final’ stage of life, whether we know it or not. We’re all just going about our life, living it the way we think we should, pondering it away on meaningless trips to the grocery market, instead of where it really matters. Life is worth living, not worth squandering.
Mallory
the end is near. ahh, It’s ending. Oh no. Oh well. I guess this means a new beginning will start soon. And then what? I guess we don’t know what comes next, so why fret about it. Could be good or bad, we just don’t know. So, good.
MD
sweat beaded her now furrowed brow, as she strained herself to think of an answer. deriving no clues from the apparently blurry memory she kept, all she could think of was the blank, stark page lying in front of her. she would fail the final.
Final final final final final final was all she said. She was like a broken record. I thought over the word “Final” in my head wondering what she meant.
kate dulak
Nothing is final except death. But even then, if you believe in heaven and the ever after then death isn’t final but yet the beginning. Death is not the final sleep.
rhondajai
life school and as if I were there the whole time in my place waiting for him to see me the way I was and when she took him I was crushed and disappointed and afraid of what he might think if I told him the truth if only i knew what i was doing half the time and if only no one would tell me what to do but thats not life is it i only have 3 dollars in my bag and i’m gonna go for it no matter what im gonna love
Kira
finally. yonder, greensky, railroad and more at nwss 2011.
it’s final. i love this song. i love railroad. i want to dance and hoop and drink and smile.
final
cristal bennett
the is end of everything, the bottom of everything, done done done done done. what a relief.
jillian
wow… repetitive
kahsha
Its your final chance, give it your all. Try your very best for this is the last chance you will get to achieve this goal. Give it your all and hope for the best.
This is final. This is real. I f all I have is final i’d be glad to have it just to be with you one last time. Final
Tori
Final can mean a lot of things. It usually means ending but right now I see it as a real live thing. You know, like final exams? I am a second semester senior and the only thing I really have to worry about is passing those. Sounds easy, right?
Renee
Final: nothing proceeding it. It makes me think of finals in high school. Scrambling to remember facts and formulas for one test taht you’ll ace but forget everything later because you’ll no longer need it. A means to an end. Nothing afterwards, the last straw. Almost like the number one.
Sarah
Mitzi had memorized every word of each of the books. She had prepared arguments and counter arguments for every possible question on the Landmarks in Literature final. But then, her complete lack of sleep illuminated her place in the Universe and the interconnectedness of all things wherein she realized that brevity was the key to good communication. So, when she saw the question on the exam, she supplied the only appropriate answer. In capital letters, yet with beautiful penmanship, she wrote the single word: “Whatever.”
Izolda
Is there a final say? Having the last word means nothing. And without you, I’m nothing.
final everything its the end the final year hour week month centuray. theres no going back because this is the final thing the last that there can be. let it be the final kiss hug touch. no more its done.
lirie
Today is our final day.
I’m not sure how to make it on without you, but I hope our love will fuel me on.
When will I see you next? Will our love last?
Please, don’t let this be our final day.
This is the final stretch for me. 65 days and I will be graduating. I’ve gone from plan to plan for what to do with my future and I think I have settled on one final plan. It’s very different from what I ever intended, but at the same time it all makes sense. It’s something that has been a part of me for so long, that I never really considered it to be something that I could turn into my future. I think this final plan may be the one.
Cecilia
What a fitting word. My grandpa died today…his final journey. He always said ‘goodbye’ was too ‘final’, that I should say ‘seeya later’ or some such instead. I’m glad I’m listening to him.
Final is the end. Final is…well, final. Also, people are probably thinking of tests right now, aren’t they? Hi college kids!
It’s the final countdown DO DO DO DOOOO DO DO DO DO Do DOOO DO Do DO DOOO DO DO DO DO DO DO DOOOO DO DO DO DOOOO DO DO DO DO DOOOO DO DO DO DOOOOO DO DO DO DO DO DO DOOOO DODO DOOO DODODODODODODOOO DOO DOOOOOOOOOOO DODODOOOOOOOOOO
Isn’t that a Journey song? Or a Foreigner song? I don’t remember.
Why is she here? Who told her to come? And from where? It has been too long, my heart has broken down. And now, as I stand on the edge and look to my death, she returns. I’ll die. Will I see God?
final Exams are coming soon. It is hard to get ready for all of them at once, that’s why students usually spend the night of the midterms and finals at the library. It is funny how library becomes a place of the social gathering, of everyone.
Fara
the end is always tragic, comforting. it leaves no space for doubts or second thoughts or planning. it is the end. the final part of everything. nothing lasts forever. but also, there is no end, there is only change. there is transformation. there is flow. matter dissolves.
It seems so final since he hasn’t written me for so long. I dream of receiving a letter from him, and yet at the same time I should be telling myself it is his loss, not mine.
The word blurs in your eyes, your heart pumps out adrenaline. Somehow you remember learning derivatives, all the way back in the first semester- somehow you remember connecting that to this word problem- somehow, somehow, somehow-! So you put your pencil to paper, and suddenly it comes back to you. It’s okay, you think, even as your hand moves slowly but surely across the paper- this is a final, but it’s not the end for you yet.
The end. The grand finale. Everything has an end, the final moments, a conclusion. Once it is done, it is unchangeable, it is permanent like a sharpie.
The time grew short my breath raged, coarse, hard on my lungs and throught. The knife had driven through my chest into my already broken heart and i couldn’t even tell anyone about it this was my last look at life and i was alone in an ally doomed to last moments of regret
its a never ending day but my time is coming to a final end. the light is going grayer and the days wearier. never thought that my days where coming. all the pain i have been through never thought i would make it this long. the final day is a blessed day for i am not to live any longer
and that’s final. i have a final tomorrow. i can’t wait to be finally done with you. finally you came to me. i cant wait to finally meet you. is it final?
This is the final chance, the last go. I have no time left, sweat drips from every poor and my breath comes out in a cold foggy mist. But you are so worth the pain. And I know I can make it through this; I have to. It’s my last chance.
I’m worried I’ll miss too many days of school this semester and have to take finals my senior year, when no one else has to. The worst part of this is that I’m worried that those missed days might come from my grandmother dying and having to attend her funeral. I never thought something this cruel would come from me, and it’s awful. I’m sorry Nana, I really do want you to get better.
It’s supposed to be my final warning, but I ignore it. My final day, and I pass it by. My motivation hits an all time low, but my procrastination is rising on a high. Instead of doing my homework, I play games. Instead of studying for tests, I go out with friends. Instead of trying, I give up before I’ve started. I don’t pay attention in class, I don’t bother with the classwork. My grades drop by the minute and I don’t care, don’t notice. I don’t see myself going anywhere or doing anything. I’m nearing my final chance, and I’m not even bothering to prepare.
the final years of my life will end in majesty, and pudding…
It was the final day of baseball season. We wanted the game to go on forever. Unless the Brewers could win today, the season would be over. We wanted the season to go on and on and on. That was wishful thinking.
The death of me is approaching. This is the final time of my life. I better appreciate it while it lasts. Where will I go? What will I see?
Spring is just around the corner. My brain is already pounding against my skull from the thought of the examinations I will soon be taking. I can feel the stress slithering inside my body. Hiss. Hiss. Here he comes, the slippery demon. Times up! Turn in your final. Is this a nightmare? Am I awake or dead? Slither. Slither. His eyes are glowing green and bright. Tomorrow brings another final, another day. I can’t breathe! Hiss. Hiss.
Intimidating. Permanent. As in this essay. It will never be the same again. :(
Final. The word frightens me. It reminds me of the day when I will leave this place and come to new things. The concept is exciting, but what is now is home.
lalala
final
finally
finally i feel
energetic
enthused
happy
the final exam. final. finality. the last word. how do you chronicle the many “finals” we take? that we face? it’s life, it’s sad life is composed of final moments and how do we live like this?
there is a final to everything whether it hast to do with the world, the test, or the term. It’s really somethin gto think about, after all, we’re all in our ‘final’ stage of life, whether we know it or not. We’re all just going about our life, living it the way we think we should, pondering it away on meaningless trips to the grocery market, instead of where it really matters. Life is worth living, not worth squandering.
the end is near. ahh, It’s ending. Oh no. Oh well. I guess this means a new beginning will start soon. And then what? I guess we don’t know what comes next, so why fret about it. Could be good or bad, we just don’t know. So, good.
sweat beaded her now furrowed brow, as she strained herself to think of an answer. deriving no clues from the apparently blurry memory she kept, all she could think of was the blank, stark page lying in front of her. she would fail the final.
Final final final final final final was all she said. She was like a broken record. I thought over the word “Final” in my head wondering what she meant.
Nothing is final except death. But even then, if you believe in heaven and the ever after then death isn’t final but yet the beginning. Death is not the final sleep.
life school and as if I were there the whole time in my place waiting for him to see me the way I was and when she took him I was crushed and disappointed and afraid of what he might think if I told him the truth if only i knew what i was doing half the time and if only no one would tell me what to do but thats not life is it i only have 3 dollars in my bag and i’m gonna go for it no matter what im gonna love
finally. yonder, greensky, railroad and more at nwss 2011.
it’s final. i love this song. i love railroad. i want to dance and hoop and drink and smile.
final
the is end of everything, the bottom of everything, done done done done done. what a relief.
wow… repetitive
Its your final chance, give it your all. Try your very best for this is the last chance you will get to achieve this goal. Give it your all and hope for the best.
This is final. This is real. I f all I have is final i’d be glad to have it just to be with you one last time. Final
Final can mean a lot of things. It usually means ending but right now I see it as a real live thing. You know, like final exams? I am a second semester senior and the only thing I really have to worry about is passing those. Sounds easy, right?
Final: nothing proceeding it. It makes me think of finals in high school. Scrambling to remember facts and formulas for one test taht you’ll ace but forget everything later because you’ll no longer need it. A means to an end. Nothing afterwards, the last straw. Almost like the number one.
Mitzi had memorized every word of each of the books. She had prepared arguments and counter arguments for every possible question on the Landmarks in Literature final. But then, her complete lack of sleep illuminated her place in the Universe and the interconnectedness of all things wherein she realized that brevity was the key to good communication. So, when she saw the question on the exam, she supplied the only appropriate answer. In capital letters, yet with beautiful penmanship, she wrote the single word: “Whatever.”
Is there a final say? Having the last word means nothing. And without you, I’m nothing.
final everything its the end the final year hour week month centuray. theres no going back because this is the final thing the last that there can be. let it be the final kiss hug touch. no more its done.
Today is our final day.
I’m not sure how to make it on without you, but I hope our love will fuel me on.
When will I see you next? Will our love last?
Please, don’t let this be our final day.
This is the final stretch for me. 65 days and I will be graduating. I’ve gone from plan to plan for what to do with my future and I think I have settled on one final plan. It’s very different from what I ever intended, but at the same time it all makes sense. It’s something that has been a part of me for so long, that I never really considered it to be something that I could turn into my future. I think this final plan may be the one.
What a fitting word. My grandpa died today…his final journey. He always said ‘goodbye’ was too ‘final’, that I should say ‘seeya later’ or some such instead. I’m glad I’m listening to him.
Final is the end. Final is…well, final. Also, people are probably thinking of tests right now, aren’t they? Hi college kids!
It’s the final countdown DO DO DO DOOOO DO DO DO DO Do DOOO DO Do DO DOOO DO DO DO DO DO DO DOOOO DO DO DO DOOOO DO DO DO DO DOOOO DO DO DO DOOOOO DO DO DO DO DO DO DOOOO DODO DOOO DODODODODODODOOO DOO DOOOOOOOOOOO DODODOOOOOOOOOO
Isn’t that a Journey song? Or a Foreigner song? I don’t remember.
Why is she here? Who told her to come? And from where? It has been too long, my heart has broken down. And now, as I stand on the edge and look to my death, she returns. I’ll die. Will I see God?
final Exams are coming soon. It is hard to get ready for all of them at once, that’s why students usually spend the night of the midterms and finals at the library. It is funny how library becomes a place of the social gathering, of everyone.
the end is always tragic, comforting. it leaves no space for doubts or second thoughts or planning. it is the end. the final part of everything. nothing lasts forever. but also, there is no end, there is only change. there is transformation. there is flow. matter dissolves.