The little boy sat at his desk a puzzled expression on his face. This isn`t my teacher he thought squinting hard to rid his mind of tiredness. Oh he exclaimed it`s a substitute.
niki
He looked over the puzzle for a few seconds before shooting his gun at the wall. Continuously, he shot the gun, moved forward, and shot the gun. But there were only two holes at the end. PORTAL!
Gabriel D.
like the puzzle lying flat on the table, still left with gaping holes waiting to be filled. missing pieces leave blank spaces, and everything is disconnected from itself.
I am very puzzled and confused as to what exactly this site is about, and what I should write about concerning the word “puzzled”. That’s really all I have to say about that right now. No, I ain’t Gump.
Jack
“That big piece goes here!” He quickly guided my hand to the empty gap in the picture. “Thank you sweetie,” I responded. “We did it Mommy! We solved the puzzle!” He hugged me tight and ran upstairs to his room.
Glam Girl
when i was young i used to put together puzzles they weren’t my favorite thing to do at all, i hated them actually i didn’t like taking the time to find the right piece to fit and there were always too many, i am not a very patient person. I would give up before i even started. I couldn’t understand why people would want to put together a picture that was on the front of the box anyways. It didn’t seem purposeful to me. Oh well i guess.
Ashley Nowlen
I am puzzled. I am puzzled all the time. I’m puzzled about what I want to do, about my love life, about where I fit into society, about how I view my parents. I’m fucking puzzled. And yet, I really don’t think I’m special being puzzled. Many people think they’re puzzled and that their puzzle is more difficult to solve than others. I hate that.
Ben Marple
I am puzzled about how to solve the puzzle I see before me. But I haven’t really done a puzzle recently. I used to do them all the time when I was a kid. That makes me think about my younger years when I had so much ambition for solving crazy things like puzzles.
Laura Rose
She was an enigma, that was certain. I couldn’t figure her out, no matter how many of her mazed mind-games I played. No cheese, no cheese, so I keep running frantic in circles, hitting dead ends.
Marissa
I felt extremely puzzled as I sat at my desk. What could it mean? What could it possibly mean? I was unsure as to whether I would ever find an answer, but it seemed as though the world would come crashing down if I didn’t. I needed to figure this this out, for her.
Elizabeth Hicks
i’m puzzled as to who i’ve become. that’s the word i’ve been looking for, puzzled. i am still confused about whether i am happy or upset about my transformation. i am not outraged but i am definitely not enthusiastic about it. it has its’ pros and cons and honestly, i’m just puzzled. this isn’t even a deep post, it’s just a word play one.
Puzzled and perplexed
I understand nothing
And thus, receive nothing
In return
I await your return to my mailbox
Never will I understand why we ended
Is this what always happens?
I guess
I’ll never get
This thing we label under the category
Life.
puzzled like in the head, when you dont know what to say. what to do. what to think. you may be puzzled at a puzzle. puzzled at a situation. puzzles at a problem.
Ellie Joensen
The littlest things with you just puzzle me. The whole time I thought that everything was different. You’d changed I was sure of that. Nothing was going to be the same because you’d seen the light. But, I was wrong. It was hidden from me. Just when we’ve gotten back into the swing of things and you open up to me something that is so personal to you, You’ve still hidden something from me. “I just learned to stop talking about it” you said once I’d found out. I don’t know what type of game this is to you but I’ve finally got the picture clear. The pieces have been placed together. And yet I’m left puzzled.
The puzzler was puzzled. Well, this was new. He had never known what it felt like before, only what it felt like to inflict puzzlement on others. This was quite a conundrum.
i am. what we all are. two three maybe even four mismatched trying to fit together.trying to find love, confused. we’re all part of a big worldly puzzle. we’re all a little puzzled.
Nia
Puzzled? Suspicious? Disappointed? Whatever the look on his face was, she didn’t expect it or appreciate the lack of luster. She wanted so badly for him to be taken with her presence and yet, he only looked confused.
Sara
The pieces confound
I like to start with the edges and work in to the center
But I can’t match the colors
And I can’t build the frame
I know what the picture should look like
So I just need to mix them up
And start over….
puzzled is confusing and fun. it can be chosen with a crossword or thrust upon one by a personal conundrum. confounding and wonderful, it’s a puzzlement.
Leah
I puzzled the conundrum I was is in while slowly looking around the cell. I looked up and saw a speck of light shining through the small crack.
I looked down at the jigsaw puzzle. “What on earth does this have to do with saving…” my mind blanked out. “What’s the name of the planet again?”
“Hiccolariax,” the Doctor replied, placing a tile in its proper place.
I frowned down at the puzzle and felt, well…
puzzled.
Annie
I was puzzled as i walked through the maze that surrounded me. Where exactly was I? That quesiton was not the important one. The important question lay beneath me, deep inside my being. The important question was why did i let something get this far? To bring me this far into this maze i call every day? I don’t know. But I am slowly finding my way out, i know this for a fact. No matter where the world may take me, i will go with the flow of the maze and find an escape. The winding walls are no match for the fire that is inside of me, burning through what puzzles me. They overlap and my inner desire wins the tussle. A changing me is yet to come.
Lindsay
puzzled and more puzzled this world is right now with all the unrest and dangers that are around and about
if it were as easy as breaking apart the puzzled mind and remove the bad pieces we could all be hally
Nu sat at the table rather puzzled. He tilted his head from side to side, his neck creaking softly. I expected him to ask what the object was, but he didn’t. Just sat and stared and thought.
i was puzzled as i looked through the mirror and saw him standing there, The only thing that i could think to myself is what he had done, in a blink of an eye he had slayne a whole family with a few , swift thrusts of his blade; then silence. I was in such a daze that i didn’t notice
andrew gresham
Los pedazos eran muy pequenios. Como si alguien los hubiera golpeado con un martillo y mucha rabia. O meticulosidad. Quien sabe. Azul brillante sobre tierra colorada. Linda combinación. Parecía un mosaico antiguo.
confused, intensely however. You’re really thinking about something, but can’t figured it out. Ergo you are puzzled, trying to fit the pieces together. Referring to there being a variety of pieces to the problem you are trying to figure out.
Jennifer
the jigsaw that lies unfinished on the worn carpet and my questions that flow, wandering and wondering, in and out and in between the crevices of the things that i don’t know, their shape prevails but nothing is seen on the inside… it is blank and white
Anna
i looked at his face, “im lieing” is what his eyes were saying but his mouth was telling me something else. he seemed puzzled himself. not so easy putting together these pieces im handing him. “fix it yourself” i tell him. my eyes match my mouth. unlike his did.
puzzle. puzzle pieces. putting together a puzzle on new years eve. fun time. confused. falling to pieces. puzzle puzzle puzzle. after writing it so many times it looks like its spelled wrong
emily
I feel puzzled right now because I have noo idea what I should write about I’m just letting my fingers do all the typing which really isn’t writing but in some sense it is. Only difference is that I’m typing stuff on the computer so it’s a form of “technical” writing. Oooh I really like this site. I’m glad stumble upon brought me here. I’ll probably use this site when I feel like writing… or should I say “techincal” writing? Haha. Or just when I’m really bored.
Sandra
“I’ll let you know when I’m ready”
and he looked at her, puzzled
he did not know waiting
he did not know ‘ready’
and could not stop asking
begging
pleading
She had a puzzled look on her face, as though the man were speaking a foreign language. “But I don’t understand, I’ve already paid. What do you mean it’s not registered?” The man gave her the impassive stare of someone whose soul was broken by customer service long ago, replying with a sigh as his thoughts drifted toward his lunch break in 15 minutes, “I mean the computer says there is no record of the payment.”
he had me hypnotized. i was puzzled. at the back of his hand, he held a dead rose petal.
“how long were you going to wait?” he said,
…”you knew…”
Farah
i am puzzled at what this will accomplish. life. afterlife. love. friendship. compatibility.what?
Mike Burnes
I was puzzled on what to write when I saw the word was “puzzled.” I was fuzzled. And beduzzled. Earlier today I played another game that I found on StumbleUpon (the same webpage I used to find this website), which was all about pulling apart a puzzle. It’s puzzling when things like that happen in the same day. Do I believe in coincidence, or is it some sort of strange fate? God, what message are you sending me?
Krissy
Puzzled is a state of mind which means you can’t make any decision or whatsoever when you’re required to. More or less the same state we’re always in no matter what when it comes to making vital decisions
We’re born like this i guess, and unless we do something about it, it remains to be the same. Well, i’m guessing you’re just as puzzled as i am while reading this piece of text. Happy Reading!
The little boy sat at his desk a puzzled expression on his face. This isn`t my teacher he thought squinting hard to rid his mind of tiredness. Oh he exclaimed it`s a substitute.
He looked over the puzzle for a few seconds before shooting his gun at the wall. Continuously, he shot the gun, moved forward, and shot the gun. But there were only two holes at the end. PORTAL!
like the puzzle lying flat on the table, still left with gaping holes waiting to be filled. missing pieces leave blank spaces, and everything is disconnected from itself.
I am very puzzled and confused as to what exactly this site is about, and what I should write about concerning the word “puzzled”. That’s really all I have to say about that right now. No, I ain’t Gump.
“That big piece goes here!” He quickly guided my hand to the empty gap in the picture. “Thank you sweetie,” I responded. “We did it Mommy! We solved the puzzle!” He hugged me tight and ran upstairs to his room.
when i was young i used to put together puzzles they weren’t my favorite thing to do at all, i hated them actually i didn’t like taking the time to find the right piece to fit and there were always too many, i am not a very patient person. I would give up before i even started. I couldn’t understand why people would want to put together a picture that was on the front of the box anyways. It didn’t seem purposeful to me. Oh well i guess.
I am puzzled. I am puzzled all the time. I’m puzzled about what I want to do, about my love life, about where I fit into society, about how I view my parents. I’m fucking puzzled. And yet, I really don’t think I’m special being puzzled. Many people think they’re puzzled and that their puzzle is more difficult to solve than others. I hate that.
I am puzzled about how to solve the puzzle I see before me. But I haven’t really done a puzzle recently. I used to do them all the time when I was a kid. That makes me think about my younger years when I had so much ambition for solving crazy things like puzzles.
She was an enigma, that was certain. I couldn’t figure her out, no matter how many of her mazed mind-games I played. No cheese, no cheese, so I keep running frantic in circles, hitting dead ends.
I felt extremely puzzled as I sat at my desk. What could it mean? What could it possibly mean? I was unsure as to whether I would ever find an answer, but it seemed as though the world would come crashing down if I didn’t. I needed to figure this this out, for her.
i’m puzzled as to who i’ve become. that’s the word i’ve been looking for, puzzled. i am still confused about whether i am happy or upset about my transformation. i am not outraged but i am definitely not enthusiastic about it. it has its’ pros and cons and honestly, i’m just puzzled. this isn’t even a deep post, it’s just a word play one.
Puzzled….i think of it as a mix between confused and dazzled..kinda clueless, kinda dont-know-what-to-think….a sorta strange, exciting feeling…
Puzzled and perplexed
I understand nothing
And thus, receive nothing
In return
I await your return to my mailbox
Never will I understand why we ended
Is this what always happens?
I guess
I’ll never get
This thing we label under the category
Life.
puzzled like in the head, when you dont know what to say. what to do. what to think. you may be puzzled at a puzzle. puzzled at a situation. puzzles at a problem.
The littlest things with you just puzzle me. The whole time I thought that everything was different. You’d changed I was sure of that. Nothing was going to be the same because you’d seen the light. But, I was wrong. It was hidden from me. Just when we’ve gotten back into the swing of things and you open up to me something that is so personal to you, You’ve still hidden something from me. “I just learned to stop talking about it” you said once I’d found out. I don’t know what type of game this is to you but I’ve finally got the picture clear. The pieces have been placed together. And yet I’m left puzzled.
The puzzler was puzzled. Well, this was new. He had never known what it felt like before, only what it felt like to inflict puzzlement on others. This was quite a conundrum.
lost, intrigued, amused, apart, pieces, bits, details, overview,
pieces that fit together only when smushed
i am. what we all are. two three maybe even four mismatched trying to fit together.trying to find love, confused. we’re all part of a big worldly puzzle. we’re all a little puzzled.
Puzzled? Suspicious? Disappointed? Whatever the look on his face was, she didn’t expect it or appreciate the lack of luster. She wanted so badly for him to be taken with her presence and yet, he only looked confused.
The pieces confound
I like to start with the edges and work in to the center
But I can’t match the colors
And I can’t build the frame
I know what the picture should look like
So I just need to mix them up
And start over….
puzzled is confusing and fun. it can be chosen with a crossword or thrust upon one by a personal conundrum. confounding and wonderful, it’s a puzzlement.
I puzzled the conundrum I was is in while slowly looking around the cell. I looked up and saw a speck of light shining through the small crack.
I looked down at the jigsaw puzzle. “What on earth does this have to do with saving…” my mind blanked out. “What’s the name of the planet again?”
“Hiccolariax,” the Doctor replied, placing a tile in its proper place.
I frowned down at the puzzle and felt, well…
puzzled.
I was puzzled as i walked through the maze that surrounded me. Where exactly was I? That quesiton was not the important one. The important question lay beneath me, deep inside my being. The important question was why did i let something get this far? To bring me this far into this maze i call every day? I don’t know. But I am slowly finding my way out, i know this for a fact. No matter where the world may take me, i will go with the flow of the maze and find an escape. The winding walls are no match for the fire that is inside of me, burning through what puzzles me. They overlap and my inner desire wins the tussle. A changing me is yet to come.
puzzled and more puzzled this world is right now with all the unrest and dangers that are around and about
if it were as easy as breaking apart the puzzled mind and remove the bad pieces we could all be hally
Nu sat at the table rather puzzled. He tilted his head from side to side, his neck creaking softly. I expected him to ask what the object was, but he didn’t. Just sat and stared and thought.
i was puzzled as i looked through the mirror and saw him standing there, The only thing that i could think to myself is what he had done, in a blink of an eye he had slayne a whole family with a few , swift thrusts of his blade; then silence. I was in such a daze that i didn’t notice
Los pedazos eran muy pequenios. Como si alguien los hubiera golpeado con un martillo y mucha rabia. O meticulosidad. Quien sabe. Azul brillante sobre tierra colorada. Linda combinación. Parecía un mosaico antiguo.
confused, intensely however. You’re really thinking about something, but can’t figured it out. Ergo you are puzzled, trying to fit the pieces together. Referring to there being a variety of pieces to the problem you are trying to figure out.
the jigsaw that lies unfinished on the worn carpet and my questions that flow, wandering and wondering, in and out and in between the crevices of the things that i don’t know, their shape prevails but nothing is seen on the inside… it is blank and white
i looked at his face, “im lieing” is what his eyes were saying but his mouth was telling me something else. he seemed puzzled himself. not so easy putting together these pieces im handing him. “fix it yourself” i tell him. my eyes match my mouth. unlike his did.
puzzle. puzzle pieces. putting together a puzzle on new years eve. fun time. confused. falling to pieces. puzzle puzzle puzzle. after writing it so many times it looks like its spelled wrong
I feel puzzled right now because I have noo idea what I should write about I’m just letting my fingers do all the typing which really isn’t writing but in some sense it is. Only difference is that I’m typing stuff on the computer so it’s a form of “technical” writing. Oooh I really like this site. I’m glad stumble upon brought me here. I’ll probably use this site when I feel like writing… or should I say “techincal” writing? Haha. Or just when I’m really bored.
“I’ll let you know when I’m ready”
and he looked at her, puzzled
he did not know waiting
he did not know ‘ready’
and could not stop asking
begging
pleading
She had a puzzled look on her face, as though the man were speaking a foreign language. “But I don’t understand, I’ve already paid. What do you mean it’s not registered?” The man gave her the impassive stare of someone whose soul was broken by customer service long ago, replying with a sigh as his thoughts drifted toward his lunch break in 15 minutes, “I mean the computer says there is no record of the payment.”
he had me hypnotized. i was puzzled. at the back of his hand, he held a dead rose petal.
“how long were you going to wait?” he said,
…”you knew…”
i am puzzled at what this will accomplish. life. afterlife. love. friendship. compatibility.what?
I was puzzled on what to write when I saw the word was “puzzled.” I was fuzzled. And beduzzled. Earlier today I played another game that I found on StumbleUpon (the same webpage I used to find this website), which was all about pulling apart a puzzle. It’s puzzling when things like that happen in the same day. Do I believe in coincidence, or is it some sort of strange fate? God, what message are you sending me?
Puzzled is a state of mind which means you can’t make any decision or whatsoever when you’re required to. More or less the same state we’re always in no matter what when it comes to making vital decisions
We’re born like this i guess, and unless we do something about it, it remains to be the same. Well, i’m guessing you’re just as puzzled as i am while reading this piece of text. Happy Reading!