Is to say what will really happen, at this point to even fathom a future seems to be too presumptuous, scary, akward for me to be able to do. What the future holds is something I’d love to know, but I think I’ll be content just letting it happen as I do what I do in a manner that I deem fit.
Alex
Predict your future? Predict your love? Predict what?
I wish I could predict the people I will love, or the people who will love me, I wish I could predict them and be right. But then again, where would be the fun in that?
Why predict anything? If you predict something, then life will never surprise you!
no one could predict what would happen next, in all its complexity it could not be stopped nor heard nor predicted it was happening.
mad
The prediction of the storm looked as if it were coming true. Dark grey clouds rolled into the surrounding area with haste, and a low rumbling could be heard.
Predicting the future is impossible. You can never know what will happen. When reading a story you can predict the ending and often your prediction comes true, the same does not work with life.
Tarot cards.
Palm readings.
Tea leaves.
Glass balls.
Ouija boards.
None could predict that I would be where I am at today.
None could guess the direction my life has gone.
I am unpredictable.
I predicted the future. It was a simple prediction with reasonable consequences and a high probability of happening. The prediction wasn’t as basic as the simple inevitable predictions in life… or death. It was a more in depth and unlikely prediction.
nathan
Predictions are tricky. I wish psycics were real. everyone would like to be able to predict their future, but would you really? wouldnt life be borign that way?
Chelsea Barker
we always think that we can predict what is going to happen in our lives. Actually most of t doesn’t go as we had predicted.
Ashley
I can predict the future, it’s hidden in your eyes. Lost within the millions of galaxies and wandering lovers, lost lovers, until you found your lover, me. I can’t predict you’ll love me forever, but the moment is beautiful, even if bittersweet.
Prediction is a troublesome little thing. It’s basically a more intellectual form of assumption. We don’t need predicitons, don’t predict anything. Just live.
anything that happens in your life you cannot predict. why would you want to? expecting something, knowing what is going to happen, no surprises… these things make life bland, boring, unimaginable. I wish I could do somethings differently, perhaps predicting my life in a way would be helpful since I make such ignorant decisions sometimes.. but for time being, I’ll take my life unpredicted, with a shot of crown. if you know what is going to happen, will you do anything to change it? would you hate yourself for knowing what you’ve become because of your choices or look at it as a character building phase that will make you the person you’re meant to become?
mackenzie
When I was younger, I used to predict the future. It’s easier than you’d think; you can see it in peoples eyes, in the clothes they wear, even in their scars and weaknesses, the way they carry themselves. You can tell what they want to hear, what they don’t want to hear, and what will strike them right between the ribs.
I never could predict the way you’d look and me and say “Hey, let’s do something crazy” “Let’s make some history” “Let’s burn it all down so they can say ‘Wow we’ve got tones ahead of us, but at least it was nice to watch” But then again, what would have been the point if I knew it was coming
Becca
I wonder what the future will hold for me. I can predict all I want about where I will end up and who I will be with, but I have no idea. I predict success and love and respect and loyalty.. but it seems so far away. I have horrible luck.
i like to predict the future. it’s not even close to what will actually happen, but there are times when I’m lucky and people look at me, awestruck, because they’re wondering how I did it. i never actually share that I totally guessed, but i like to make people be surprised. Hehe.
People have ability to predict. Its something like a gift. It can be done by anyone. You have fortune teller, astrology, some sickik people that can predict future. Its interesting but somehow scary to know what will happen in future
Marinela
people are unpredictable, at least the interesting ones. the ones you’ll always stay interested in.
i predict that future is going to be bright for me and my fiance. i predict that we will have hot animal sex every night. i predict that we will have amazing children and i predict that every opportunity that he ever wanted will happn. i predict that i will piss people off by going to Pakistan and frankly they can kiss my fat ass. i predict that changing to Ilsam will make my family cringe in fear. i predict that world is closing in on me as i change my future
Jennifer
It is amazing how I have the ability to predict ever little thing. What can I say, it’s a gift I inherited from my grandmother. She passed away unexpectedly from a demon goldfish incident. Terrible death it was. Completely unpredictable. But from her skills, I know when the light is going to change from red to green and when my favourite TV show is on. Thanks grandma.
Stephanie
I couldn’t possibly have predicted where this would go. I was stripped of everything I knew. Everything I thought I knew. Stability gone, privacy lost, more than my regular dose of independence gained. It toughened me. And spilling myself out onto the confession table made me feel weak and vulnerable, two things I detested. I just wanted to put my shield up again and let no one in. That was the easiest thing for me to do. And choosing between what is easy and what is right is no simple matter.
Can we predict what would happen? Predicting is an unfair, prejudiced method of assuming truths that are nothing but biased ideas suggesting the probability of something. Don’t predict. Wait. Watch.
FaridaEzzat
magic and predictability are non reconciliable, magic is smomething you can never predict and thats what makes it beautiful, it’s of the un known. predictablility is never fun
avery
I make predictions sometimes; predictions of many various outcomes. My math mark will decrease by one percent: true. I will not finish this sentence before the end of the time limit: true.
Predict. That is a funny word. I like to try and predict many things, but most of the time it ends in failure. I like to predict things like my future. It’s tough to accurately predict things partly because of the fear of failure… Everything effects everything, so change is a key factor in everything especially prediction
Jay
She held a candle to the cracked brick wall
the luke warm wax drying into a second skin
as she told of seeds to grow or trees to fall
My Grandmother is magic
the future the shadow of her steady finger tips
her little finger out like a divining rod
A wink and a nod, a manly slap on the back
were all she needed to make on my waiting bones
waiting for the future recounted
To predict you must b able to think of an outcome. To make it right you must be correct. But if you guess, you may predict correctly
Robyn
what comes next. Happiness? Trouble……can’t do it. Keep on doing what you’re doing and you will keep on getting what you’re getting. Not so hard after all…..oh dear, then it’s all my own fault then. Need to fight the urge to give in….
georgie
prediction is a tricky thing. I think the second you actually predict something, it’s bound to be wrong. murphy’s law kind of thing. if you predict sunny weather, it’s bound to rain. It’s tempting fate. It’s challenging God.
It’s hard to predict what can be predicted. Will you know when and where you will die? Most of us can say for certain that we will not or do not. I think for most of us we prefer that to the alternative. Predicting one’s demise is a fruitless venture.
Amber
She said she could predict the weather, though it wasn’t really true. She would look at the sky and make her eyes go all wide and surprised, and she’d put her tongue inside her cheek and squint and pronounce, “It will rain!” with one finger in the air, crooked but sure.
The children laughed, but her husband would say nothing, his eyes darker than the clouds.
“It’s nothing special,” he would mutter, “It’s nothing to look at the clouds and predict rain.”
She would press her lips together and smile a tight line of joy and the children would smile too, knowing better as they did.
SC
“i can predict the future,” he said. her heart stopped. she fell to the ground. he didn’t predict that.
I cannot say what tomorrow will bring. I cannot put your fears at rest. I cannot give you all that you want, I cannot be the best. I cannot tell if it will rain or if the sun will shine. I can only predict what I will do by the time I finish this rhyme!
Bianca
…the future. Seems daunting. Exciting. Can you predict that we’ll miss the train? That babies truly become adults? Look into a crystal ball and tell me something I don’t know. Will they cure my cancer? Will dad stop beating mom? Will the prediction be better than now?
I predict that tomorrow when I finally see him after all this time, I will be so happy. When I tell him about everything that’s happened this week, he’ll make me feel better like he always does. He’ll tell me everything’s ohk. He loves me. He’s an amazing guy. Tomorrow will be good. I need a good day.
Is to say what will really happen, at this point to even fathom a future seems to be too presumptuous, scary, akward for me to be able to do. What the future holds is something I’d love to know, but I think I’ll be content just letting it happen as I do what I do in a manner that I deem fit.
Predict your future? Predict your love? Predict what?
I wish I could predict the people I will love, or the people who will love me, I wish I could predict them and be right. But then again, where would be the fun in that?
Why predict anything? If you predict something, then life will never surprise you!
no one could predict what would happen next, in all its complexity it could not be stopped nor heard nor predicted it was happening.
The prediction of the storm looked as if it were coming true. Dark grey clouds rolled into the surrounding area with haste, and a low rumbling could be heard.
Predicting the future is impossible. You can never know what will happen. When reading a story you can predict the ending and often your prediction comes true, the same does not work with life.
It never seems right to predict how I would act in situations I’ve never been in before… “what would you do if….?” My answer is always I don’t know
Tarot cards.
Palm readings.
Tea leaves.
Glass balls.
Ouija boards.
None could predict that I would be where I am at today.
None could guess the direction my life has gone.
I am unpredictable.
I predicted the future. It was a simple prediction with reasonable consequences and a high probability of happening. The prediction wasn’t as basic as the simple inevitable predictions in life… or death. It was a more in depth and unlikely prediction.
Predictions are tricky. I wish psycics were real. everyone would like to be able to predict their future, but would you really? wouldnt life be borign that way?
we always think that we can predict what is going to happen in our lives. Actually most of t doesn’t go as we had predicted.
I can predict the future, it’s hidden in your eyes. Lost within the millions of galaxies and wandering lovers, lost lovers, until you found your lover, me. I can’t predict you’ll love me forever, but the moment is beautiful, even if bittersweet.
Prediction is a troublesome little thing. It’s basically a more intellectual form of assumption. We don’t need predicitons, don’t predict anything. Just live.
anything that happens in your life you cannot predict. why would you want to? expecting something, knowing what is going to happen, no surprises… these things make life bland, boring, unimaginable. I wish I could do somethings differently, perhaps predicting my life in a way would be helpful since I make such ignorant decisions sometimes.. but for time being, I’ll take my life unpredicted, with a shot of crown. if you know what is going to happen, will you do anything to change it? would you hate yourself for knowing what you’ve become because of your choices or look at it as a character building phase that will make you the person you’re meant to become?
When I was younger, I used to predict the future. It’s easier than you’d think; you can see it in peoples eyes, in the clothes they wear, even in their scars and weaknesses, the way they carry themselves. You can tell what they want to hear, what they don’t want to hear, and what will strike them right between the ribs.
I never could predict the way you’d look and me and say “Hey, let’s do something crazy” “Let’s make some history” “Let’s burn it all down so they can say ‘Wow we’ve got tones ahead of us, but at least it was nice to watch” But then again, what would have been the point if I knew it was coming
I wonder what the future will hold for me. I can predict all I want about where I will end up and who I will be with, but I have no idea. I predict success and love and respect and loyalty.. but it seems so far away. I have horrible luck.
i like to predict the future. it’s not even close to what will actually happen, but there are times when I’m lucky and people look at me, awestruck, because they’re wondering how I did it. i never actually share that I totally guessed, but i like to make people be surprised. Hehe.
People have ability to predict. Its something like a gift. It can be done by anyone. You have fortune teller, astrology, some sickik people that can predict future. Its interesting but somehow scary to know what will happen in future
people are unpredictable, at least the interesting ones. the ones you’ll always stay interested in.
people are predictable, but not all of them. the interesting ones are unpredictable, those are the ones you’ll stay interested in forever.
i predict that future is going to be bright for me and my fiance. i predict that we will have hot animal sex every night. i predict that we will have amazing children and i predict that every opportunity that he ever wanted will happn. i predict that i will piss people off by going to Pakistan and frankly they can kiss my fat ass. i predict that changing to Ilsam will make my family cringe in fear. i predict that world is closing in on me as i change my future
It is amazing how I have the ability to predict ever little thing. What can I say, it’s a gift I inherited from my grandmother. She passed away unexpectedly from a demon goldfish incident. Terrible death it was. Completely unpredictable. But from her skills, I know when the light is going to change from red to green and when my favourite TV show is on. Thanks grandma.
I couldn’t possibly have predicted where this would go. I was stripped of everything I knew. Everything I thought I knew. Stability gone, privacy lost, more than my regular dose of independence gained. It toughened me. And spilling myself out onto the confession table made me feel weak and vulnerable, two things I detested. I just wanted to put my shield up again and let no one in. That was the easiest thing for me to do. And choosing between what is easy and what is right is no simple matter.
Can we predict what would happen? Predicting is an unfair, prejudiced method of assuming truths that are nothing but biased ideas suggesting the probability of something. Don’t predict. Wait. Watch.
magic and predictability are non reconciliable, magic is smomething you can never predict and thats what makes it beautiful, it’s of the un known. predictablility is never fun
I make predictions sometimes; predictions of many various outcomes. My math mark will decrease by one percent: true. I will not finish this sentence before the end of the time limit: true.
Predict. That is a funny word. I like to try and predict many things, but most of the time it ends in failure. I like to predict things like my future. It’s tough to accurately predict things partly because of the fear of failure… Everything effects everything, so change is a key factor in everything especially prediction
She held a candle to the cracked brick wall
the luke warm wax drying into a second skin
as she told of seeds to grow or trees to fall
My Grandmother is magic
the future the shadow of her steady finger tips
her little finger out like a divining rod
A wink and a nod, a manly slap on the back
were all she needed to make on my waiting bones
waiting for the future recounted
People screamed at me. Closing in on me. I cried. Then I stopped. “the only thing good from crying is more hate” Said mama’s voice.
To predict you must b able to think of an outcome. To make it right you must be correct. But if you guess, you may predict correctly
what comes next. Happiness? Trouble……can’t do it. Keep on doing what you’re doing and you will keep on getting what you’re getting. Not so hard after all…..oh dear, then it’s all my own fault then. Need to fight the urge to give in….
prediction is a tricky thing. I think the second you actually predict something, it’s bound to be wrong. murphy’s law kind of thing. if you predict sunny weather, it’s bound to rain. It’s tempting fate. It’s challenging God.
It’s hard to predict what can be predicted. Will you know when and where you will die? Most of us can say for certain that we will not or do not. I think for most of us we prefer that to the alternative. Predicting one’s demise is a fruitless venture.
She said she could predict the weather, though it wasn’t really true. She would look at the sky and make her eyes go all wide and surprised, and she’d put her tongue inside her cheek and squint and pronounce, “It will rain!” with one finger in the air, crooked but sure.
The children laughed, but her husband would say nothing, his eyes darker than the clouds.
“It’s nothing special,” he would mutter, “It’s nothing to look at the clouds and predict rain.”
She would press her lips together and smile a tight line of joy and the children would smile too, knowing better as they did.
“i can predict the future,” he said. her heart stopped. she fell to the ground. he didn’t predict that.
I cannot say what tomorrow will bring. I cannot put your fears at rest. I cannot give you all that you want, I cannot be the best. I cannot tell if it will rain or if the sun will shine. I can only predict what I will do by the time I finish this rhyme!
…the future. Seems daunting. Exciting. Can you predict that we’ll miss the train? That babies truly become adults? Look into a crystal ball and tell me something I don’t know. Will they cure my cancer? Will dad stop beating mom? Will the prediction be better than now?
I predict that tomorrow when I finally see him after all this time, I will be so happy. When I tell him about everything that’s happened this week, he’ll make me feel better like he always does. He’ll tell me everything’s ohk. He loves me. He’s an amazing guy. Tomorrow will be good. I need a good day.
“NO! YOU EVIL GYPSY YOU SCUM BAG! YOUR A KILLER OF CHRIST” Mama fell. She didn’t get up.
She held me with great firm care. I watched her as she told me what was happening. She was wrong.