one word i can think of nw is gaurav …. ooops i shud ve written om or sm odr religious one bt hey !! m so obsessed with me… ;-)
gaurav
oh wow sitting is awesome in so many ways because it can be good for you and to much if it is bad for you and of course i love to sit all the time witch is bad
ashley
sitting reminds me of chair, tv, beanbag, dinner, livingroom, read, couch, comfy, typing , doing w/e and basically stufffff you know, you can basically type however you want, you know… hte legnth… and it doesn’t stop you!!! FREEDOM OF THE PRESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When I’m sitting in my chair, thinking of what to write, a lot of things come to mind. Why am I sitting? Why couldn’t I be standing? Does sitting bring more ideas to mind? Could sitting actually channel energy through your mind and make you write better. Or is it just something we do for comfort?
Firefly
Stand and wait or fear what waiting will bring to you. Sometimes while sitting you will find a sense of serenity, or perhaps boredom at simply sitting. I find that some people almost lose their mind if they simply sit doing nothing at all. But these people perhaps had too much of a “charmed” life.
James
Sitting is a good for old man, woman or tired humans, animals vs. For example i am sitting and ı am very relax now. But make me lazy. That’s too bad.
batuhanpisil
why the hell am i siting for? i should lay down, while i am still young. so? what’s so special about this word?
Jordan
Sitting here in front of a computer. It’s the position I’ve spent most of my life in. Sitting to play games. Sitting to learn. Sitting to pay attention. I don’t get out much, I suppose. It’s a cultural thing. We don’t value physical effort any more. The important jobs are the ones where you sit and tell the workers what to do. Thats why I enjoy my little peasant job, because I don’t want to mingle work and play.
John Wells
I am sitting at my desk in an office with no windows. It is a beautiful day outside, and I do not feel like working.
Eleanor
High back Victorian chairs. Their the bane of my existence. Rather, my mother-in-law’s high-backed Victoria chairs. They’re very much like my mother-in-law. Strait-edge, uncomfortable, and very very annoying to be with for more than a couple minutes.
Zane O
I do it all day at work. sitting is awful.
Laura
She was just sitting there. Not even blinking. I had to resist the temptation to wave my hand in front of her eyes. I knew my roommate was creepy, but this was almost too much.
“Sarah?” I didn’t know if talking to her would be the best thing – after all, I didn’t want to be sucked into her creep-world.
Jenn
There I was sitting alone thinking about what could have been had I chosen not to be so “anti love” and instead had chosen to embrace those who tried to open their hearts to me. Yet there I was, sitting in this restaurant dining with no one to talk to.
J.
I was sitting at the computer and all of a sudden I thought about the time I went to the park with my daughter and my kids and hers,(my granddaughter) and it started to rain. It always seemed to do that whenever we were there. It was a beautiful park and a hot day so each time it would start to rain on us we got up and packed our things and left. However, one afternoon there we were at the park, again; and not to our suprise; it started to rain. Well this time, we looked at each other and smiled, then just laughed. The day at the park was refreshing to say the least. Probably one our families fondest memories of a day at the park!
Georgia Leiva
sitting in the room i think-what is this relationsip coming to? we dont see each other, hardly ever talk, and were so busy. yet i sit her up my my peddelstool and marvel over her. I dont know where this is going, and i dont think i want to know.
jerome
As I sit here listlessly by my window watching the down pour of a summer rain I think of you and the last time we were together. My thoughts are racing through my head as I sit here
Margaret
As I sit here on the couch I realize that I could be doing a lot of other things instead of typing madly for a minute on this website. I could be outside doing homework or just hanging out with friends. The world is my oyster.
Michael
There’s a lap. I don’t know where it came from but it definitely wasn’t here when I was standing. How can something so innovative just appear and disappear as simply as “sit” and “stand”. This will never make sense to me.
Rooster
I am sitting right now. Dogs sit when you tell them to, but you have to train them first. Sitting is very comforting after many hours standing, but if you sit for too long your but goes numb. There are many ways to sit. You can sit cross-legged, or not. You can sit with your legs underneath you. Sitting makes you shorter than when you stand. Once when I was sitting in the cafeteria, I was startled by someone sneaking up behind me. That once was this afternoon, but it’s happened to me before.
Sarah
I sit all day at work, it’s a bit like resting. except you have to actually use your mind the entire time your sitting. So not only is your ass expanding to cover and overflow from each crevice of your chair, but somehow after all of that you are still tired. The mind gets no rest while sitting
silvia
sitting. waiting. watching. a passive existence is not for me. things do not happen to me. i am active in every occurance in my life. do not tell me that it is out of my control, i can always affect what goes on around me, or at least how i react to it.
kelianne
i am sitting in the library. everyone is sitting in the library. standing in the library is hard because you can’t read and study as well standing up! and your brain is more relaxed this way. a relaxed brain means a good mark! maybe if everyone sat all day, brains would be used to their full potentials. no waste.
Jane
Sitting aloft in a tree,
the tree that seems to scrape across the sky,
the tree from which the bitter malcontents
and the sweet fruits hang side by side,
I gaze upon the scratchings and holes
poked by the tiny tips of branches,
where the light came through the black sheet of the night.
The air is cold and coiled about the back of my throat,
rasping and sliding seeking warmth deeper inside.
I hold my breath, hold the blissful chill inside me,
and exhale, savoring it.
4h4b
one word is grey the other black, one word is two words. My sociology class blows. One word sounds like one world, which is where we live. We have no choice but to share it. Peace people. Just relax and love one another the majority is th human race the minoritys are th bigots and racist that think they are the majority.POWER TO THE ONE WORD ONE WORLD ONE LOVE RACE.
CAZZ
im sitting here in front of my computer. why do we sit? can i lay in front of it? no, then my neck and shoulders will get sore. whatever, i wont be here for very long anyway, its about time to get ready and go smoke before i head to campus. seems thats all i get to do these days: smoke, go to campus. smoking and school. school work stresses me out, and i smoke. if i dont smoke, the stress will get to me, and then other things will pop in my head, eating at my overly protected and minute flicker of happiness. seriously, i need to get the fuck out of this place.
J
i’m feeling so sad about what i’m gonna do. homewoek, assignmnet and a lot of other things are making me sick. i don’t know what to do. i want to have peace, want to sleep. this green line is moving and i am listening to a song. Dave mathew’s band. i heard about it when i was in Nepal and a girl said it’s a very good one.
Rajendra Thakurathi
As I sat here, awaiting the most important answer, one that would in following years change everything about who and what I am. I was curious more than I was impatient, watching the clock slowly come to a halt and time itself mock the very moment that eluded me. It was as though the fabric of it all was coming apart and I knew, soon enough, everything there was about the world.
Brian Woodruff
I am sitting as I write this. Sitting is a time for contemplation, rest, and relaxation. However, I can’t do it for too long. Stretch your legs once in while.
Zach Vanderwilde
i was sitting at my computer one day and reading my email when something happened. i don’t know what could have done it but it was bad!
Rose H.
You sit and stare at the paper watching the pen etch the words you wanted to say. why does the pen speak so much more clearly and eloquently than you could have during that heated moment of emotion?
cathy
Sitting sitting sitting
that is what I do
here.
And there.
Too.
It’s getting tiring this sitting
and staring. They rather go together. Along with waiting. But I’m tired of waiting.
Well actually I am doing too. A lot. But right now I’m sitting
when I should be working
while sitting.
My ass is getting soft.
My brain is getting soft.
I’m getting old.
I think my younger bf is going to dump me
because of these and other things related to
sitting around and not doing
being
enough.
And I almost wish he would, because now what I’m used to is what I’m doing, and even if he’s gone,
I’ll still be able to sit
and stare and write
until that is gone too.
mousebrown
I like sitting. it is relaxing, expecially compared to standing or running. Of course not as nice as laying down, or sleeping. Actually one of my fav things is a nap. I try to take one every day.
Norm
sitting down is like falling of a bridge sometimes it doesnt hurt and other times it hurts like fuck, maybe its just the ravages of time wasting away at the structure of your own body but it doesnt matter we all need to sit. if we didnt wed have legs the size of cars and wouldnt be able to walk or even move,but in hindsight it doesnt matter cause this is a load if shit and itll make it a bity of a cunt if i dont get any ice cream
pip
Sitting is what everyone writing this will be doing. People under estimate the benefits of not sitting. Do it now, stand up, shake it all about, do the hokie cokie and turn around. See, thats what it is all about ladies and gentlemen, thats what it is all about.
Miles Tincknell
I was sitting alone in the veranda thinking quietly how nice it would be to see Rebecca just one more time. The suductress that she would always be to me. The passion that rushed through me when I thought of seeing her naked was beyond anything I had experienced with another woman.
Mike
relaxing after a long day up on a mast..the sun was finally shining today..yesterday’s rain was finally fogging away when we finished our project….
john
still and silent this quiet riot is brooding right below the surface — taking what
thatsjustnotlizzi
i am sitting on my couch with my kitty. Sitting is more comfortable than standing. Sitting outside is nice because you can listen to your surroundings and really feel a part of nature.
kayla
I am sitting at my desk wondering what to do with my life. Should I just keep sitting here, getting paid, getting fatter, getting older. Or should I stop sitting?
Should I get off my ass and travel the world?
one word i can think of nw is gaurav …. ooops i shud ve written om or sm odr religious one bt hey !! m so obsessed with me… ;-)
oh wow sitting is awesome in so many ways because it can be good for you and to much if it is bad for you and of course i love to sit all the time witch is bad
sitting reminds me of chair, tv, beanbag, dinner, livingroom, read, couch, comfy, typing , doing w/e and basically stufffff you know, you can basically type however you want, you know… hte legnth… and it doesn’t stop you!!! FREEDOM OF THE PRESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
chair, tv, dinner, eat, wood, tree, 4, buttox, stuff
When I’m sitting in my chair, thinking of what to write, a lot of things come to mind. Why am I sitting? Why couldn’t I be standing? Does sitting bring more ideas to mind? Could sitting actually channel energy through your mind and make you write better. Or is it just something we do for comfort?
Stand and wait or fear what waiting will bring to you. Sometimes while sitting you will find a sense of serenity, or perhaps boredom at simply sitting. I find that some people almost lose their mind if they simply sit doing nothing at all. But these people perhaps had too much of a “charmed” life.
Sitting is a good for old man, woman or tired humans, animals vs. For example i am sitting and ı am very relax now. But make me lazy. That’s too bad.
why the hell am i siting for? i should lay down, while i am still young. so? what’s so special about this word?
Sitting here in front of a computer. It’s the position I’ve spent most of my life in. Sitting to play games. Sitting to learn. Sitting to pay attention. I don’t get out much, I suppose. It’s a cultural thing. We don’t value physical effort any more. The important jobs are the ones where you sit and tell the workers what to do. Thats why I enjoy my little peasant job, because I don’t want to mingle work and play.
I am sitting at my desk in an office with no windows. It is a beautiful day outside, and I do not feel like working.
High back Victorian chairs. Their the bane of my existence. Rather, my mother-in-law’s high-backed Victoria chairs. They’re very much like my mother-in-law. Strait-edge, uncomfortable, and very very annoying to be with for more than a couple minutes.
I do it all day at work. sitting is awful.
She was just sitting there. Not even blinking. I had to resist the temptation to wave my hand in front of her eyes. I knew my roommate was creepy, but this was almost too much.
“Sarah?” I didn’t know if talking to her would be the best thing – after all, I didn’t want to be sucked into her creep-world.
There I was sitting alone thinking about what could have been had I chosen not to be so “anti love” and instead had chosen to embrace those who tried to open their hearts to me. Yet there I was, sitting in this restaurant dining with no one to talk to.
I was sitting at the computer and all of a sudden I thought about the time I went to the park with my daughter and my kids and hers,(my granddaughter) and it started to rain. It always seemed to do that whenever we were there. It was a beautiful park and a hot day so each time it would start to rain on us we got up and packed our things and left. However, one afternoon there we were at the park, again; and not to our suprise; it started to rain. Well this time, we looked at each other and smiled, then just laughed. The day at the park was refreshing to say the least. Probably one our families fondest memories of a day at the park!
sitting in the room i think-what is this relationsip coming to? we dont see each other, hardly ever talk, and were so busy. yet i sit her up my my peddelstool and marvel over her. I dont know where this is going, and i dont think i want to know.
As I sit here listlessly by my window watching the down pour of a summer rain I think of you and the last time we were together. My thoughts are racing through my head as I sit here
As I sit here on the couch I realize that I could be doing a lot of other things instead of typing madly for a minute on this website. I could be outside doing homework or just hanging out with friends. The world is my oyster.
There’s a lap. I don’t know where it came from but it definitely wasn’t here when I was standing. How can something so innovative just appear and disappear as simply as “sit” and “stand”. This will never make sense to me.
I am sitting right now. Dogs sit when you tell them to, but you have to train them first. Sitting is very comforting after many hours standing, but if you sit for too long your but goes numb. There are many ways to sit. You can sit cross-legged, or not. You can sit with your legs underneath you. Sitting makes you shorter than when you stand. Once when I was sitting in the cafeteria, I was startled by someone sneaking up behind me. That once was this afternoon, but it’s happened to me before.
I sit all day at work, it’s a bit like resting. except you have to actually use your mind the entire time your sitting. So not only is your ass expanding to cover and overflow from each crevice of your chair, but somehow after all of that you are still tired. The mind gets no rest while sitting
sitting. waiting. watching. a passive existence is not for me. things do not happen to me. i am active in every occurance in my life. do not tell me that it is out of my control, i can always affect what goes on around me, or at least how i react to it.
i am sitting in the library. everyone is sitting in the library. standing in the library is hard because you can’t read and study as well standing up! and your brain is more relaxed this way. a relaxed brain means a good mark! maybe if everyone sat all day, brains would be used to their full potentials. no waste.
Sitting aloft in a tree,
the tree that seems to scrape across the sky,
the tree from which the bitter malcontents
and the sweet fruits hang side by side,
I gaze upon the scratchings and holes
poked by the tiny tips of branches,
where the light came through the black sheet of the night.
The air is cold and coiled about the back of my throat,
rasping and sliding seeking warmth deeper inside.
I hold my breath, hold the blissful chill inside me,
and exhale, savoring it.
one word is grey the other black, one word is two words. My sociology class blows. One word sounds like one world, which is where we live. We have no choice but to share it. Peace people. Just relax and love one another the majority is th human race the minoritys are th bigots and racist that think they are the majority.POWER TO THE ONE WORD ONE WORLD ONE LOVE RACE.
im sitting here in front of my computer. why do we sit? can i lay in front of it? no, then my neck and shoulders will get sore. whatever, i wont be here for very long anyway, its about time to get ready and go smoke before i head to campus. seems thats all i get to do these days: smoke, go to campus. smoking and school. school work stresses me out, and i smoke. if i dont smoke, the stress will get to me, and then other things will pop in my head, eating at my overly protected and minute flicker of happiness. seriously, i need to get the fuck out of this place.
i’m feeling so sad about what i’m gonna do. homewoek, assignmnet and a lot of other things are making me sick. i don’t know what to do. i want to have peace, want to sleep. this green line is moving and i am listening to a song. Dave mathew’s band. i heard about it when i was in Nepal and a girl said it’s a very good one.
As I sat here, awaiting the most important answer, one that would in following years change everything about who and what I am. I was curious more than I was impatient, watching the clock slowly come to a halt and time itself mock the very moment that eluded me. It was as though the fabric of it all was coming apart and I knew, soon enough, everything there was about the world.
I am sitting as I write this. Sitting is a time for contemplation, rest, and relaxation. However, I can’t do it for too long. Stretch your legs once in while.
i was sitting at my computer one day and reading my email when something happened. i don’t know what could have done it but it was bad!
You sit and stare at the paper watching the pen etch the words you wanted to say. why does the pen speak so much more clearly and eloquently than you could have during that heated moment of emotion?
Sitting sitting sitting
that is what I do
here.
And there.
Too.
It’s getting tiring this sitting
and staring. They rather go together. Along with waiting. But I’m tired of waiting.
Well actually I am doing too. A lot. But right now I’m sitting
when I should be working
while sitting.
My ass is getting soft.
My brain is getting soft.
I’m getting old.
I think my younger bf is going to dump me
because of these and other things related to
sitting around and not doing
being
enough.
And I almost wish he would, because now what I’m used to is what I’m doing, and even if he’s gone,
I’ll still be able to sit
and stare and write
until that is gone too.
I like sitting. it is relaxing, expecially compared to standing or running. Of course not as nice as laying down, or sleeping. Actually one of my fav things is a nap. I try to take one every day.
sitting down is like falling of a bridge sometimes it doesnt hurt and other times it hurts like fuck, maybe its just the ravages of time wasting away at the structure of your own body but it doesnt matter we all need to sit. if we didnt wed have legs the size of cars and wouldnt be able to walk or even move,but in hindsight it doesnt matter cause this is a load if shit and itll make it a bity of a cunt if i dont get any ice cream
Sitting is what everyone writing this will be doing. People under estimate the benefits of not sitting. Do it now, stand up, shake it all about, do the hokie cokie and turn around. See, thats what it is all about ladies and gentlemen, thats what it is all about.
I was sitting alone in the veranda thinking quietly how nice it would be to see Rebecca just one more time. The suductress that she would always be to me. The passion that rushed through me when I thought of seeing her naked was beyond anything I had experienced with another woman.
relaxing after a long day up on a mast..the sun was finally shining today..yesterday’s rain was finally fogging away when we finished our project….
still and silent this quiet riot is brooding right below the surface — taking what
i am sitting on my couch with my kitty. Sitting is more comfortable than standing. Sitting outside is nice because you can listen to your surroundings and really feel a part of nature.
I am sitting at my desk wondering what to do with my life. Should I just keep sitting here, getting paid, getting fatter, getting older. Or should I stop sitting?
Should I get off my ass and travel the world?