Somewhere, nobody knows exactly, but somewhere, there’s a giant switchboard. A giant switchboard with thousands and thousands of millions and millions of little switches for turning a thousand thousand million (million) things on and off. And there, wherever it may be, is also a small man, perhaps the size of an elf, or a leprechaun, who runs around switching these switches, turning all the multitudes of things there are to turn on and off, on and off. On and off, on and off.
i was switching between my football boots and my rugby boots when just decided oh hell with it ill wear my ballet shoes iinstead!great choice though as the girls loved them and i did a dance on my dads head whch was brilliiant! think ill do it again next week, may as well!
stuart
Switching Sides…how could you be so heartless. I thought you believed in me? You were my biggest supported…you held me high. I trusted you how could you be so cruel? You were my first kiss because of a bet. I was trying to save you. And you threw me out on the streets.
When I was suicidal, you were the one I turned to. You helped me….you saved me. Maybe I did rely on you too much…With everyone else relying on you I broke you. Well I guess we all did. But to abandon me…all I wanted was a friend. I was healing…I didn’t need you to be my support anymore. I just needed a friend. But I guess it was really you who taught me how horrible of a friend I can be. Like really….I don’t know how to be a friend. My wings were clipped as a child to prevent me from ever leaving….but as a teenager I willing clipped my wings and jumped through there hoops. And I was too blind to see that.
I wish you hadn’t abandoned me. I still miss you. It kills me in my current relationships because I’m too afraid to connect.
((The reason it’s so long is because I got the same word twice in a row)
Rebecca
I already did this one. CRUCIO! LUMOS! NOX! ALOHAMORA! AVIS! AVADA KEDEVRA! IMPERIO! ACCIO! LUMOS MAXIMO! STUPIFY!
swithcing from side to side, up and down it went. flippped over and did a tryclicle kick. booom, kaplow, it sunk to the botom of the ocean waiting for the motion to begin so it could start over again.
yannis
Switching Sides…how could you be so heartless. I thought you believed in me? You were my biggest supported…you held me high. I trusted you how could you be so cruel? You were my first kiss because of a bet. I was trying to save you. And you threw me out on the streets.
Rebecca
Ij was switching classes. Again. I couldn’t STAND my teacher. She gave sooo much homework and sooo much classwork and half the time all she did was stand at the front of the room droning on and on about cellular mitosis.
I have a light switch in my bedroom that I made when my dad painted it pink. It says “Nox” on the bottom, where it is painted black, and “lumos” at the top, where it is white. These are Harry Potter spells meaning to light something, and to take away the light you conjured. I’m obsessed with Harry Potter.
Geena
My mood switched from crying to laughing and back so fast that Corina had to interrupt me:
– I cannot adjust my face fast enough to match your mood – she pleaded with me.
You can switch a light off and on if you want to. Or you can do a switch. Switching is changing. When you switch a light off it turns dark in the room. If you do the opposite it will be light again. You can play god!
Hannah
Switching could be like switching places with someone… such as switching lives… walking in someone else’s shoes. Learning what it’s like to live the life of someone else. Appreciating what you have and respecting others and what they do. It’s hard to be someone else.
Sabrina
We change all the time, from one thing to another. We have two states that we continue to change between. One desirable and one less so. You still mean as much to me in both.
traindeer
always switching out at the last minute, first one dress then another, then you had to switch those shoes cause they didn’t match the dress.
It was an endless cycle of switching. Jed was starting to wish he could switch off this relationship.
Then there were the jackets, god help us!
Katherine
babys get switched at birth when their mother can’t help them because she is using the yay. ive switched up my mind a few times this past week, getting fucked in the ass about thinking of what may come. switching the channels on the tv to keep my mind occupied.
Alicia Woroniak
bodies places minds life dolls machines changing different lights
maggie mcd
There was no other choice. The test was more difficult than he had expected and the scores for this one were, well crucial in getting through to the next round of examinations. At the time he felt no remorse about switching the papers. She was going to get through based on her previous scores, no harm done…
Nicole
moving fast like lighting and not having anywere to go but up hands free life free and no one telling u cant switch positions switching lanes and not having any boundries
Lauren
I have been switching between life plans for as long as I can remember. I am in college, I am a junior, I am going to be a doctor, maybe., unless I keep switching. That was dumb, I am going to switch to another topic.
Benjamin Black
Switching is hard. Whether it’s switching homes, switching grades, switching lifestyles, switching always demands our own courage. Yet, we can’t be afraid to switch or else we will done day be afraid of life itself.
what i do on tv is switching i do it only when im bored but for surprise i’m often.
that’s sad
Ferdinand Vogt
changing into another thing
hamza irfan
this reminds me of when two people switch bodies or when someone switches one interest for another. it brings change and new things to the world. if people always stay the same nothing new would be on the planet.
Jade Comellas
i want to be where you are. or have you here with me. pretending that we’ll be together forever.
I decided I would be switching brands of detergent because my usual brand makes me itch…badly…in certain places. You need know no more.
lenore
the kid couldn’t make up his mind… ‘chocolate or vanilla?’ he thought to himself. the only problem was that he really liked both girls. racist… yeah.
elena
Oh dear god! Sebastian! Where is my nose peice!” She screamed from the other room.
Seb, for what it was worth, rolled his eyes and went back to reading, that was, before the woman ran into the room, made up completely like a man, save for femininity of her nose.
Switching the pendant back and forth between my hands, I stroll down the streets of Riverfront. It’s something I seem to do a lot, now that I think about it. Something feels strange when I take my pendant off, but it’s hard to identify. Sighing, I stop switching hands and toss it up in the air. Fred gives me a look of concern, but I catch it lightly. I toss it again, and this time, it tumbles forward onto the sidewalk, rattling as it bounces along the road. Fred darts forward, but someone else gets there first, raising a hand and picking up my pendant between his fingers. My brown eyes meet his, and Dewey frowns.
I was switching on the light when lo and behold I noticed that there was a flicker in the window. It seemed that someone outside was switching on a flashlight that was like a candle and it was very eerie. I looked out the window and there was a figure in white flying away!
Leaving home to go home. Packing to just repack again. I don’t like switching, I like traveling. Follow me home like a little puppy with your eyes wide and watery, but it’s not my fault. I just wanted you to stop yelling. Switching out like batteries, like old light bulbs. Your children. You decide. But not me. I’m just to be switched out.
Lottie
i was only three when my sister told me we weren’t actually twins. we had played together for as long as i could remember, and the sudden switch was more than i could handle. i was convinced that we had been together since birth, and remain so.
Na'ama
Changing, on or off. Moving. The flow of electricity surges through the wires, connected and disconnected.
Switching tenses. Switches sexes. Switching teams. From one to the other, and back again. Switching hats or roles. Train track switches. My last sentence.
Once upon a midnight dreary. While I pondered weak and weary.
D
Switch to what? Switching is when you swap one thing with another. Switching identities? That’s illegal! If you switch the first letter s by t, then you have twitching!
Eric
he kept switching the commission rates… I wanted to pull my hair out with the frustration and I felt cheated . I needed to look for another job soon but I really liked my clients and hated the idea of leaving the relationships I have built.
Switching between this shirt and that shirt, these jeans and those jeans, these shoes and those shoes. Which outfit was perfect? Which outfit would make him the most jealous? This would be the last night he’d see him until summer. He had to make a lasting impression.
Sometime when I am alone reading, or writing, I tend to switch my mind back and forth on different subjects. I enjoy switching, because then I am never bored, and I am forever learning.
When I think of switching I think of switching places. My sisters and I were always wanting to switch places in class or something because we thought that it would be really neat to confuse our teachers or other students. We never had the courage to though. Maybe we would have gotten caught, or maybe it would have been the coolest day ever.
Gabriela
I’m switching styles. I need to file down my old ways and renew myself. Throw the bile out the window and clean up my act.
Desiree J
A switching tail. Not a soft and easy swishing; but a quick and purposeful, switch, a brusque back and forth.
I feel like switching the way I do some things. I think I’ll change it up. People switch sides, switch furniture, switch sides, wait, I said that. Well, switch it! What are you waiting for?
Somewhere, nobody knows exactly, but somewhere, there’s a giant switchboard. A giant switchboard with thousands and thousands of millions and millions of little switches for turning a thousand thousand million (million) things on and off. And there, wherever it may be, is also a small man, perhaps the size of an elf, or a leprechaun, who runs around switching these switches, turning all the multitudes of things there are to turn on and off, on and off. On and off, on and off.
i was switching between my football boots and my rugby boots when just decided oh hell with it ill wear my ballet shoes iinstead!great choice though as the girls loved them and i did a dance on my dads head whch was brilliiant! think ill do it again next week, may as well!
Switching Sides…how could you be so heartless. I thought you believed in me? You were my biggest supported…you held me high. I trusted you how could you be so cruel? You were my first kiss because of a bet. I was trying to save you. And you threw me out on the streets.
When I was suicidal, you were the one I turned to. You helped me….you saved me. Maybe I did rely on you too much…With everyone else relying on you I broke you. Well I guess we all did. But to abandon me…all I wanted was a friend. I was healing…I didn’t need you to be my support anymore. I just needed a friend. But I guess it was really you who taught me how horrible of a friend I can be. Like really….I don’t know how to be a friend. My wings were clipped as a child to prevent me from ever leaving….but as a teenager I willing clipped my wings and jumped through there hoops. And I was too blind to see that.
I wish you hadn’t abandoned me. I still miss you. It kills me in my current relationships because I’m too afraid to connect.
((The reason it’s so long is because I got the same word twice in a row)
I already did this one. CRUCIO! LUMOS! NOX! ALOHAMORA! AVIS! AVADA KEDEVRA! IMPERIO! ACCIO! LUMOS MAXIMO! STUPIFY!
swithcing from side to side, up and down it went. flippped over and did a tryclicle kick. booom, kaplow, it sunk to the botom of the ocean waiting for the motion to begin so it could start over again.
Switching Sides…how could you be so heartless. I thought you believed in me? You were my biggest supported…you held me high. I trusted you how could you be so cruel? You were my first kiss because of a bet. I was trying to save you. And you threw me out on the streets.
Ij was switching classes. Again. I couldn’t STAND my teacher. She gave sooo much homework and sooo much classwork and half the time all she did was stand at the front of the room droning on and on about cellular mitosis.
I have a light switch in my bedroom that I made when my dad painted it pink. It says “Nox” on the bottom, where it is painted black, and “lumos” at the top, where it is white. These are Harry Potter spells meaning to light something, and to take away the light you conjured. I’m obsessed with Harry Potter.
My mood switched from crying to laughing and back so fast that Corina had to interrupt me:
– I cannot adjust my face fast enough to match your mood – she pleaded with me.
You can switch a light off and on if you want to. Or you can do a switch. Switching is changing. When you switch a light off it turns dark in the room. If you do the opposite it will be light again. You can play god!
Switching could be like switching places with someone… such as switching lives… walking in someone else’s shoes. Learning what it’s like to live the life of someone else. Appreciating what you have and respecting others and what they do. It’s hard to be someone else.
We change all the time, from one thing to another. We have two states that we continue to change between. One desirable and one less so. You still mean as much to me in both.
always switching out at the last minute, first one dress then another, then you had to switch those shoes cause they didn’t match the dress.
It was an endless cycle of switching. Jed was starting to wish he could switch off this relationship.
Then there were the jackets, god help us!
babys get switched at birth when their mother can’t help them because she is using the yay. ive switched up my mind a few times this past week, getting fucked in the ass about thinking of what may come. switching the channels on the tv to keep my mind occupied.
bodies places minds life dolls machines changing different lights
There was no other choice. The test was more difficult than he had expected and the scores for this one were, well crucial in getting through to the next round of examinations. At the time he felt no remorse about switching the papers. She was going to get through based on her previous scores, no harm done…
moving fast like lighting and not having anywere to go but up hands free life free and no one telling u cant switch positions switching lanes and not having any boundries
I have been switching between life plans for as long as I can remember. I am in college, I am a junior, I am going to be a doctor, maybe., unless I keep switching. That was dumb, I am going to switch to another topic.
Switching is hard. Whether it’s switching homes, switching grades, switching lifestyles, switching always demands our own courage. Yet, we can’t be afraid to switch or else we will done day be afraid of life itself.
what i do on tv is switching i do it only when im bored but for surprise i’m often.
that’s sad
changing into another thing
this reminds me of when two people switch bodies or when someone switches one interest for another. it brings change and new things to the world. if people always stay the same nothing new would be on the planet.
i want to be where you are. or have you here with me. pretending that we’ll be together forever.
I decided I would be switching brands of detergent because my usual brand makes me itch…badly…in certain places. You need know no more.
the kid couldn’t make up his mind… ‘chocolate or vanilla?’ he thought to himself. the only problem was that he really liked both girls. racist… yeah.
Oh dear god! Sebastian! Where is my nose peice!” She screamed from the other room.
Seb, for what it was worth, rolled his eyes and went back to reading, that was, before the woman ran into the room, made up completely like a man, save for femininity of her nose.
Switching the pendant back and forth between my hands, I stroll down the streets of Riverfront. It’s something I seem to do a lot, now that I think about it. Something feels strange when I take my pendant off, but it’s hard to identify. Sighing, I stop switching hands and toss it up in the air. Fred gives me a look of concern, but I catch it lightly. I toss it again, and this time, it tumbles forward onto the sidewalk, rattling as it bounces along the road. Fred darts forward, but someone else gets there first, raising a hand and picking up my pendant between his fingers. My brown eyes meet his, and Dewey frowns.
I was switching on the light when lo and behold I noticed that there was a flicker in the window. It seemed that someone outside was switching on a flashlight that was like a candle and it was very eerie. I looked out the window and there was a figure in white flying away!
Leaving home to go home. Packing to just repack again. I don’t like switching, I like traveling. Follow me home like a little puppy with your eyes wide and watery, but it’s not my fault. I just wanted you to stop yelling. Switching out like batteries, like old light bulbs. Your children. You decide. But not me. I’m just to be switched out.
i was only three when my sister told me we weren’t actually twins. we had played together for as long as i could remember, and the sudden switch was more than i could handle. i was convinced that we had been together since birth, and remain so.
Changing, on or off. Moving. The flow of electricity surges through the wires, connected and disconnected.
Switching tenses. Switches sexes. Switching teams. From one to the other, and back again. Switching hats or roles. Train track switches. My last sentence.
Once upon a midnight dreary. While I pondered weak and weary.
Switch to what? Switching is when you swap one thing with another. Switching identities? That’s illegal! If you switch the first letter s by t, then you have twitching!
he kept switching the commission rates… I wanted to pull my hair out with the frustration and I felt cheated . I needed to look for another job soon but I really liked my clients and hated the idea of leaving the relationships I have built.
Switching between this shirt and that shirt, these jeans and those jeans, these shoes and those shoes. Which outfit was perfect? Which outfit would make him the most jealous? This would be the last night he’d see him until summer. He had to make a lasting impression.
Sometime when I am alone reading, or writing, I tend to switch my mind back and forth on different subjects. I enjoy switching, because then I am never bored, and I am forever learning.
When I think of switching I think of switching places. My sisters and I were always wanting to switch places in class or something because we thought that it would be really neat to confuse our teachers or other students. We never had the courage to though. Maybe we would have gotten caught, or maybe it would have been the coolest day ever.
I’m switching styles. I need to file down my old ways and renew myself. Throw the bile out the window and clean up my act.
A switching tail. Not a soft and easy swishing; but a quick and purposeful, switch, a brusque back and forth.
I feel like switching the way I do some things. I think I’ll change it up. People switch sides, switch furniture, switch sides, wait, I said that. Well, switch it! What are you waiting for?