I think about tests in school. And I also think about a phone commercial where a guy sings ‘the final countdown’ by the scorpions. why is the word ‘final’ colored purple?
Stephanie
This is final, yet it’s not.
It’ s final in that it’s the last 3.3.11, the last time I’m going to experience this moment just like this. It’s final in that carpe diem sort of way. If it’s bad, it’s the final time I’ll experience the pain this sharply. If it’s good, it’s the final time for that, too, so I best suck it in and savor it.
This isn’t final, if I fail at a task, I can do it again. If I gain weigh, I can lose it.The specific situation i’s final, but how i react to it, and what I take away from it’s not. It’s not final until I say it is or until I stop breathing.
Everything is in flux.
the final exam, of this proctologist
involves not just one finger but a whole fist
i cant even lie to you this shit is whack
he stuck his whole hand into some guys crack
Bonso
the end. dead. the closing chapter. the last thought. everything, summarized in that defining moment. lost.
jay
Finals week is coming up. Only two more weeks. I know its bad… but I don’t seem to care. I just care about music. Where does Calc 3 fit into that?
Paige Donahoe
This time I will try to finish on time. The final seconds are drawing near and without a break or hesitation my thoughts have again taken flight, leaving me sitting here, stitching and knitting the words together and ironing out the lumps, watching them fly away into blue sky with the minute that has just left.
Final, the last days, hours, moments of my life. What to do? Well, I’ll pray to Lord God. Thank Him for the life He gave me. Say sorry for my sins. Say see you soon to my love ones. Then just wait until the lights turn off.
345thkasl
it was the end. we were done. i had all this time with him and i had no idea where we had gone, hours together, during the day, late at night, everywhere. but then we came to the end. the final. and i knew i was going to fail, bc i hated history class. every moment of it. it was the final. and i was done. finale.
Bacall
Finals suck so hard core, they could be featured in adult films.
a series of sounds
coming together to create words
supposedly holding meaning
definitions we are able to define
if not comprehend
linear time
moments gone in moments’ notices
everlasting repercussions
incessant memories
interpretations
fee
figh
foe
fum
figh
null
eggs
cysts
knot
two
sum
and that’s final.
ira gray
everything is done. no more. i don’t know how to think or how to take it. i don’t know why i’m still here. everything just seems so final. done. finished. my life is over. my faith is over. everything. it’s over. everyone says there is light at the end of the tunnel…but i can’t see it. is it really there?
bekah
Oh my goodness. Just a little bit further. Just that bit, I just need a little push and it will all be over. No more waking up in the wee hours of the morning. No more dieting , no more of anything. I can simply relax and rest up for the big day. I’ve got to get it done. This is my last workout before the 10k run.
It had to be. I couldn’t bear to watch another come down the line.
It was over and I could return back to what I would cal normal.
Kelby
I have taken so many final exams. One where the room was hot and sweaty. I wasn’t the only one who left the room soaking wet, my professor did too. The paper stuck to my forearm. The moisture to my upper lip. Another year, semester I came to a final in my snow boots, wool sweater. Still. Cold.
The final I face now is unlike any kind of final I have faced before. It is the final exam of my relationship. Do we continue? Or do we part ways? Hot or cold. Humid or below freezing. I must pass to move forward.
School finals. Ugh. That’s the end. It’s over. Most of the time bad. Sad.
Kalie
This is the final straw. He looked over at me and smiled. I can’t take this anymore, I thought. My body was shaking and my meal a meager pancake in the center of a white porcelain plate. I looked at him, and slowly moved my arm up to wave.
the last of anything is the final.. for students it is an exam … for cancer patients it is that which defines prognosis.. for lovers it is the moment at which they realize that the relationship that was forever is no longer
melanie Stansfield
So, here I am. Taking my final stand. Letting it all out. Telling the world, what I want to shout. Although I already have a tendency to do so. I hate what it’s come to. This. This moment here. Does it really have to end this way, or do you just want me to disappear?
Austin Connelly
the tests we get at teh end of the semester. uhhgg theyre so painful. beter than the ap tests. death final embrace. the last thing anyone sees. what we are all waiting for the end. el final the final enemy that shall be destroyed is death
this is my last sentence, they shouldn’t have given such a depressing word; it makes it hard to write, i want what i write about to be better than “final,” better than the end.
I can’t take it anymore, this is my final stand. This is what we’ve been waiting for. Shall we live or die, I do not care to know. All I know is this is what I’ve been fighting for. This moment in time, just because it’s like no other
Austin Connelly
finally. A word I can relate to. With all this stress over school finals, finishing within deadline, final performances, final rehearsals… The world operates of finality. And this is final now. The stress is really getting to be. Anxiety pains, stomach problems, the whole deal.
leggomyuggo
Final? Like a final test? Like, the ones you get at the end of the semester? Ugh. Those are no fun. Although, I think I’ve always had an easier time with them than other people. Not saying I’m this genius or whatever. I just do well at tests. In fact, I had a really good SAT math score, like 710, I think. Better than my brother’s and he’s a nuclear engineer.
Zoe
at this very moment, ‘final’ means something different to everyone. the final exam you have tomorrow, the final thought before you drift off to sleep, even the final word you said to someone you loved before they left.
sarah
Finals are actually one of my favorite times each semester. No homework. I don’t study, because if you don’t know the stuff by the night before, you’re not going to know it. It is what it is, and I don’t stress about it. I like that there’ a different schedule too.
The final day was epic. The mountain was nearing its close and Paul was riveted. his life was about to be complete. All the training, exercising, effort, was about to be worth something. He was elated.
Alys Rose
I had to take a final once. It was an English final. It was so freaking hard. Luckily I passed but only because the teacher curved the grades. Ahh high school. Such fun. Not really. College is much better. I have SO much more work than I did in high school but I still love it. I’ve met so many awesome people and made some really good friends. I just feel so much more independent and responsible for myself than I used to.
Maddie
finally finally lately the darkness swells and the joints pop and the vertebrae break and the landed gentry seize control of the unlanded masses of finally ready to revolution their ass people get ready for the final countdown!
jon klein
this is final final test feiba final is when some one yells at you for a long time after yelling at you before last straw not happening again done last over
rowan
the last mile
sweat
victory
exilleration and very exciting
it was fun goodbye
farewell old friend
drive safely,
what’s the score? the fat lad
lisa
it is the end of time. the end of the heat and the beginning of the deep freeze. Silas adjusted his kilt and blew the hot air directly at his testicles. Hard to keep fertile now that the sun had shut down, hard to stay hard and harder to stay in one piece.
jon klein
that’s the final word. Somebody has to have it. Certainly shant be me. I just began speaking. You go ahead and take it. It is my gift to you. The ever coveted…final word
the end of something stressful. the finished product. the result. the reward. relief. happiness. a break from what you’ve been working on. hard work pays off.
cydnee
the end. the end!! death is near. aahhhh!!
so, I guess it is here that we say our last goodbye. Sigh.
We’ve had a long life together. It was fun while it lasted it.
Fin.
Aalap D
The final day that I had cheese was when I was at Rachel’s. The cheese came in a dark platter, strewn with hair and fingernail clippings. I tried to politely decline. But I was forced to submit to her insisting hands.
Eunice Malchuk Rasmussen
It reminds me of school. Finals in Junior High and High School. Every last few weeks of the class, there are finals. Or it reminds me of a final – which is last, technically. Either way, this word scares me. Either way, it’s for good. It’s scary thinking that something only lasts for a certain amount of time. I don’t want us to be final. I don’t want this to be final. I
Karina
Things were ending. Buildings were cracking and hearts were beating faster. Because it was the end. Finality hung on the air likie thick dust; the tangible hand of a partner gripping yours as the story came to a close.
final. i hate when things are final. graduations. death. it means the end of something wonderful, something that you will never get back. i know that change must happen in life, but why does it have to be so final
Emma
The end is coming. I can see it in the distance. It scares me. I’m too young for this. Too inexperienced. I’m trapped. I still have so much to do. So much I have yet to feel. I want to escape and live the life I was meant to live.
I think about tests in school. And I also think about a phone commercial where a guy sings ‘the final countdown’ by the scorpions. why is the word ‘final’ colored purple?
This is final, yet it’s not.
It’ s final in that it’s the last 3.3.11, the last time I’m going to experience this moment just like this. It’s final in that carpe diem sort of way. If it’s bad, it’s the final time I’ll experience the pain this sharply. If it’s good, it’s the final time for that, too, so I best suck it in and savor it.
This isn’t final, if I fail at a task, I can do it again. If I gain weigh, I can lose it.The specific situation i’s final, but how i react to it, and what I take away from it’s not. It’s not final until I say it is or until I stop breathing.
Everything is in flux.
the final exam, of this proctologist
involves not just one finger but a whole fist
i cant even lie to you this shit is whack
he stuck his whole hand into some guys crack
the end. dead. the closing chapter. the last thought. everything, summarized in that defining moment. lost.
Finals week is coming up. Only two more weeks. I know its bad… but I don’t seem to care. I just care about music. Where does Calc 3 fit into that?
This time I will try to finish on time. The final seconds are drawing near and without a break or hesitation my thoughts have again taken flight, leaving me sitting here, stitching and knitting the words together and ironing out the lumps, watching them fly away into blue sky with the minute that has just left.
Final, the last days, hours, moments of my life. What to do? Well, I’ll pray to Lord God. Thank Him for the life He gave me. Say sorry for my sins. Say see you soon to my love ones. Then just wait until the lights turn off.
it was the end. we were done. i had all this time with him and i had no idea where we had gone, hours together, during the day, late at night, everywhere. but then we came to the end. the final. and i knew i was going to fail, bc i hated history class. every moment of it. it was the final. and i was done. finale.
Finals suck so hard core, they could be featured in adult films.
a series of sounds
coming together to create words
supposedly holding meaning
definitions we are able to define
if not comprehend
linear time
moments gone in moments’ notices
everlasting repercussions
incessant memories
interpretations
fee
figh
foe
fum
figh
null
eggs
cysts
knot
two
sum
and that’s final.
everything is done. no more. i don’t know how to think or how to take it. i don’t know why i’m still here. everything just seems so final. done. finished. my life is over. my faith is over. everything. it’s over. everyone says there is light at the end of the tunnel…but i can’t see it. is it really there?
Oh my goodness. Just a little bit further. Just that bit, I just need a little push and it will all be over. No more waking up in the wee hours of the morning. No more dieting , no more of anything. I can simply relax and rest up for the big day. I’ve got to get it done. This is my last workout before the 10k run.
“That’s it, the last one.”
It had to be. I couldn’t bear to watch another come down the line.
It was over and I could return back to what I would cal normal.
I have taken so many final exams. One where the room was hot and sweaty. I wasn’t the only one who left the room soaking wet, my professor did too. The paper stuck to my forearm. The moisture to my upper lip. Another year, semester I came to a final in my snow boots, wool sweater. Still. Cold.
The final I face now is unlike any kind of final I have faced before. It is the final exam of my relationship. Do we continue? Or do we part ways? Hot or cold. Humid or below freezing. I must pass to move forward.
School finals. Ugh. That’s the end. It’s over. Most of the time bad. Sad.
This is the final straw. He looked over at me and smiled. I can’t take this anymore, I thought. My body was shaking and my meal a meager pancake in the center of a white porcelain plate. I looked at him, and slowly moved my arm up to wave.
the last of anything is the final.. for students it is an exam … for cancer patients it is that which defines prognosis.. for lovers it is the moment at which they realize that the relationship that was forever is no longer
So, here I am. Taking my final stand. Letting it all out. Telling the world, what I want to shout. Although I already have a tendency to do so. I hate what it’s come to. This. This moment here. Does it really have to end this way, or do you just want me to disappear?
the tests we get at teh end of the semester. uhhgg theyre so painful. beter than the ap tests. death final embrace. the last thing anyone sees. what we are all waiting for the end. el final the final enemy that shall be destroyed is death
Paz.
this is my last sentence, they shouldn’t have given such a depressing word; it makes it hard to write, i want what i write about to be better than “final,” better than the end.
I can’t take it anymore, this is my final stand. This is what we’ve been waiting for. Shall we live or die, I do not care to know. All I know is this is what I’ve been fighting for. This moment in time, just because it’s like no other
finally. A word I can relate to. With all this stress over school finals, finishing within deadline, final performances, final rehearsals… The world operates of finality. And this is final now. The stress is really getting to be. Anxiety pains, stomach problems, the whole deal.
Final? Like a final test? Like, the ones you get at the end of the semester? Ugh. Those are no fun. Although, I think I’ve always had an easier time with them than other people. Not saying I’m this genius or whatever. I just do well at tests. In fact, I had a really good SAT math score, like 710, I think. Better than my brother’s and he’s a nuclear engineer.
at this very moment, ‘final’ means something different to everyone. the final exam you have tomorrow, the final thought before you drift off to sleep, even the final word you said to someone you loved before they left.
Finals are actually one of my favorite times each semester. No homework. I don’t study, because if you don’t know the stuff by the night before, you’re not going to know it. It is what it is, and I don’t stress about it. I like that there’ a different schedule too.
The final day was epic. The mountain was nearing its close and Paul was riveted. his life was about to be complete. All the training, exercising, effort, was about to be worth something. He was elated.
I had to take a final once. It was an English final. It was so freaking hard. Luckily I passed but only because the teacher curved the grades. Ahh high school. Such fun. Not really. College is much better. I have SO much more work than I did in high school but I still love it. I’ve met so many awesome people and made some really good friends. I just feel so much more independent and responsible for myself than I used to.
finally finally lately the darkness swells and the joints pop and the vertebrae break and the landed gentry seize control of the unlanded masses of finally ready to revolution their ass people get ready for the final countdown!
this is final final test feiba final is when some one yells at you for a long time after yelling at you before last straw not happening again done last over
the last mile
sweat
victory
exilleration and very exciting
it was fun goodbye
farewell old friend
drive safely,
what’s the score? the fat lad
it is the end of time. the end of the heat and the beginning of the deep freeze. Silas adjusted his kilt and blew the hot air directly at his testicles. Hard to keep fertile now that the sun had shut down, hard to stay hard and harder to stay in one piece.
that’s the final word. Somebody has to have it. Certainly shant be me. I just began speaking. You go ahead and take it. It is my gift to you. The ever coveted…final word
the end of something stressful. the finished product. the result. the reward. relief. happiness. a break from what you’ve been working on. hard work pays off.
the end. the end!! death is near. aahhhh!!
so, I guess it is here that we say our last goodbye. Sigh.
We’ve had a long life together. It was fun while it lasted it.
Fin.
The final day that I had cheese was when I was at Rachel’s. The cheese came in a dark platter, strewn with hair and fingernail clippings. I tried to politely decline. But I was forced to submit to her insisting hands.
It reminds me of school. Finals in Junior High and High School. Every last few weeks of the class, there are finals. Or it reminds me of a final – which is last, technically. Either way, this word scares me. Either way, it’s for good. It’s scary thinking that something only lasts for a certain amount of time. I don’t want us to be final. I don’t want this to be final. I
Things were ending. Buildings were cracking and hearts were beating faster. Because it was the end. Finality hung on the air likie thick dust; the tangible hand of a partner gripping yours as the story came to a close.
final. i hate when things are final. graduations. death. it means the end of something wonderful, something that you will never get back. i know that change must happen in life, but why does it have to be so final
The end is coming. I can see it in the distance. It scares me. I’m too young for this. Too inexperienced. I’m trapped. I still have so much to do. So much I have yet to feel. I want to escape and live the life I was meant to live.