Carefully watching to see what he would do next. Every movement translated into a movement in my eye.
Marcia
The dog is trained. My lovely Sophie. Elvis was trained. He died about a month ago. It’s the only time I’ve ever seen my father near tears. Afterward, when he walked out of the examination rooms. They put him to sleep. He missed only two birds in his whole career. The lovely dog. The old yeller. He was the hero, the lassie. Everyone loved him.
Lovely lovely lovely
are we as a society trained to fulfill our roles laid out for us by the norms of the people around us?> are we trained or are we truly free? free to lift off the shackles of conformity and explore our own abilities to self actualize.
Conlin Novak
dogs are the bet friends. musicians are the best.
malory
to be known of something through hard work and determinsim, somthein i hate to be in something i dislike, like dogs they have to be trained in order to be loved, not loved without being trainde, we have to put them in such a state that is capalbe of our human love, i dont wnat to be trained, or practiced at anything
mikejoe
i
can
to hate but not to love. the latter is a matter that you take into your own hands, stand and be your own man, live for the day and not the way that only they think you that ought to stay.
February 26th, 2009.
Christine Oania
i was trained at the docking station. i was scared to venture out into the blue. Not being around land for miles gave my heart a jump. Jimmy called out my name and i followed onto a nearby ship called “wave”.
Christian Ogden
he trained that damn horse as if he really and truly cared if he would get out of that town. everyone knew that he wouldn’t. that horse was destined for jello and everyone knew it. except jerry. oh jerry. get a fucking life.
jillian
The corporate world had nothing to offer. The mere notion of being “trained” to think their way, to join the masses; it made me sick.
Sarah
I wasn’t trained for this sort of thing. I wasn’t about to do something out of character. My life has been so patently orchestrated…
Steve
he went dutifully off to one corner the minute he heard a rustling noise in the corridor. and after a few minutes he stepped back into the normal flow of the day’s traffic, oblivious to all around him. then his blackberry beeped. “well trained.”
erwin
Sit. Stay. Rollover.
I heard these commands day in, day out.
Beg. Paw. Good boy.
She had me whipped, no doubt. I was her play thing, something to show off to friends. Nothing more.
But I wanted more. I wanted what she was hiding under that shirt.
paisley
not wild. what every woman would like her man to be. not adventurous or spontaneous. obedient. what every woman would like her man to be but would get bored of pretty quickly. what men refuse to be. dogs, not cats, some birds.
esther
though we go through life being told to be our own person, we are trained by the authoritative forces in our lives to become pretty little plastic cookie cutter forms of those who have come before us, thus propagating a species of the weakest and least intelligent.
josh
like in the book old yeller i forget the kids name but he trained his dog but one day the dog got rabies so he had to kill it he shot it the dog had a wife and son and in the next movie and book the son is the main character or main dog yesssssssssss i geusssssssssssss
z
trained means to like train something i guess like i trained my dog my dad is a trained soldier
z
she was deadly and lovely, trained to destroy a man with a glance. She didn’t always like this but, there was something about the training that made it hard to argue. Something about the man who trained her that made the idea seem not so bad, until it was too late for her to undo what he had done
Remy
i am not trained well in anything really. except marching band. ive been doing marching band since my freshman year in high school and ive got to say that i have put a lot of hours into “training” for it. band camp is at least 5 days for about 8 hours a day. marching rehearsals in the heat here in tempe. music rehearsals also in the heat now that i think of it. but i wouldn’t really trade it for anything. all the sweat earned me life long friends and lessons. not to mention my boyfriend jesse. hes a drummer. the best:) asu marching band has become so much more organized and talented the past 3 years. jim hudson as the director has made a huge difference.
di eskridge
for you i’ve trained myself
to feel things
you say i shouldn’t
i breath and breath
and still feel all there
ever is to ever feel.
Alicia
for you i’ve trained myself
to feel things
you say i shouldn’t
i breath and breath
and still feel all there
ever is to ever feel.
Alicia
trained is what I do with myself, every day — that is I’m trained baby, trained with the cold blue steel of a shotgun, trained to look a man dead in the eyes from a thousand yards and drop him like a fat kid drops smarties — haltingly, grudingly, not really meaning to actually.
boomcess
Society imposes certain values upon us so that we behave in a certain way.
colin
naruto
tsunayoshi
ninjas
dogs
lions
animals in general
the tiger that killed siegfried, or was it roy?
knights
trains
children
teenagers
Lizzy
olympian extraordinaire. swimming swimming swimming all the way down the river. won’t eat a damned thing. trained not to. not to think not make music not to write or love. just to swim swim swim. swimming down the river against the current. what chance does he have!? none.
Tyler
I have tried to train my mind to ignore certain comments and be mature, but when the big gay guy says something like “My ass hurts; it’s sore; i shouldn’t sit on hard things”. My brain will still turn into a 5 year old boy…
Marcie
We carry ourselves the ways in which our social structure allows us to.
k-tron
It seems trained is the word for today. Well I guess it all is about being well trained so you can write as you want to write: like a pro.
I only wished I got another word. I already told you what comes to my mind when I see “trained”.
Mas al
I used to think I was ready for everything. When I finished college I was feeling like a senior. it was until I began to be trained by a senior art director that I realized I knew almost nothing. I wish I knew that from the beginning.
Mas al
I knew she was well-trained; she received a swat on the ass if his dinner wasn’t ready at 6 o’clock, or his shirts weren’t ironed properly. How he had conducted her training was something of a mystery however, the private matters of a husband and his property.
Marian
trained to kill. an attack dog sits, watching. but why? what if I don’t want to kill? said the attack dog.
what am I on? dogs can’t talk.
I’m quite drunk.
TRAINED TO HAVE FUN.
yummy yum yum mojito.
so yeah, train.
a minute was up a long time ago but I had to go through and spell check.
steph
its just one word
Rebecca
ive been trained to smile while walking home in the rain
it rained and rained and rained
but i’ve been trained.
and so- everyone who sees me can know its ok
to be happy too.
roB
Humans are trained just as much as animals are, although we’re reluctant to realize it and loathe to admit it. Think about it: when you have a baby, you give it treats when it does good things, and give it punishment when it does bad things. That way, it associates behaving with positive responses, and misbehaving with negative responses. That’s how people train animals as well.
don't wanna be trained
I was trained to be an assassin. I’m not sure why. I never really thought I was quite up to the task. But I was chosen, nevertheless. I’ve changed my name, I’ve changed my face, I’ve changed my voice; but I can never change who I am.
He was trained in the art of self defense, but it soon became the art of killing. In his mind he was a prize fighter, but in his soul he was a killer. He waited for the nights when he could go to the pub and wait for people to drink their faces off. After one beer, one scotch he’d find his mark.
blatant
We are constantly being trained to work, to do all kinds of things, trained to live. Is there any free, critical thinking left anywhere!?
MathPoet
Trained. That’s something I’m not. And also the reason why this text is going to be underwhelming and boring .
Colin busca chamba (La de cardos).
I’ve trained myself to tune out the noise of my life. Having children will do that to you. If you are not able to diffuse or filter extraneous noise, you will, in a word, okay, two, go crazy.
There is nothing better than a well-trained life. Or maybe a well-trained husband. Can’t beat that one with a big stick.
Carefully watching to see what he would do next. Every movement translated into a movement in my eye.
The dog is trained. My lovely Sophie. Elvis was trained. He died about a month ago. It’s the only time I’ve ever seen my father near tears. Afterward, when he walked out of the examination rooms. They put him to sleep. He missed only two birds in his whole career. The lovely dog. The old yeller. He was the hero, the lassie. Everyone loved him.
are we as a society trained to fulfill our roles laid out for us by the norms of the people around us?> are we trained or are we truly free? free to lift off the shackles of conformity and explore our own abilities to self actualize.
dogs are the bet friends. musicians are the best.
to be known of something through hard work and determinsim, somthein i hate to be in something i dislike, like dogs they have to be trained in order to be loved, not loved without being trainde, we have to put them in such a state that is capalbe of our human love, i dont wnat to be trained, or practiced at anything
i
to hate but not to love. the latter is a matter that you take into your own hands, stand and be your own man, live for the day and not the way that only they think you that ought to stay.
February 26th, 2009.
i was trained at the docking station. i was scared to venture out into the blue. Not being around land for miles gave my heart a jump. Jimmy called out my name and i followed onto a nearby ship called “wave”.
he trained that damn horse as if he really and truly cared if he would get out of that town. everyone knew that he wouldn’t. that horse was destined for jello and everyone knew it. except jerry. oh jerry. get a fucking life.
The corporate world had nothing to offer. The mere notion of being “trained” to think their way, to join the masses; it made me sick.
I wasn’t trained for this sort of thing. I wasn’t about to do something out of character. My life has been so patently orchestrated…
he went dutifully off to one corner the minute he heard a rustling noise in the corridor. and after a few minutes he stepped back into the normal flow of the day’s traffic, oblivious to all around him. then his blackberry beeped. “well trained.”
Sit. Stay. Rollover.
I heard these commands day in, day out.
Beg. Paw. Good boy.
She had me whipped, no doubt. I was her play thing, something to show off to friends. Nothing more.
But I wanted more. I wanted what she was hiding under that shirt.
not wild. what every woman would like her man to be. not adventurous or spontaneous. obedient. what every woman would like her man to be but would get bored of pretty quickly. what men refuse to be. dogs, not cats, some birds.
though we go through life being told to be our own person, we are trained by the authoritative forces in our lives to become pretty little plastic cookie cutter forms of those who have come before us, thus propagating a species of the weakest and least intelligent.
like in the book old yeller i forget the kids name but he trained his dog but one day the dog got rabies so he had to kill it he shot it the dog had a wife and son and in the next movie and book the son is the main character or main dog yesssssssssss i geusssssssssssss
trained means to like train something i guess like i trained my dog my dad is a trained soldier
she was deadly and lovely, trained to destroy a man with a glance. She didn’t always like this but, there was something about the training that made it hard to argue. Something about the man who trained her that made the idea seem not so bad, until it was too late for her to undo what he had done
i am not trained well in anything really. except marching band. ive been doing marching band since my freshman year in high school and ive got to say that i have put a lot of hours into “training” for it. band camp is at least 5 days for about 8 hours a day. marching rehearsals in the heat here in tempe. music rehearsals also in the heat now that i think of it. but i wouldn’t really trade it for anything. all the sweat earned me life long friends and lessons. not to mention my boyfriend jesse. hes a drummer. the best:) asu marching band has become so much more organized and talented the past 3 years. jim hudson as the director has made a huge difference.
for you i’ve trained myself
to feel things
you say i shouldn’t
i breath and breath
and still feel all there
ever is to ever feel.
for you i’ve trained myself
to feel things
you say i shouldn’t
i breath and breath
and still feel all there
ever is to ever feel.
trained is what I do with myself, every day — that is I’m trained baby, trained with the cold blue steel of a shotgun, trained to look a man dead in the eyes from a thousand yards and drop him like a fat kid drops smarties — haltingly, grudingly, not really meaning to actually.
Society imposes certain values upon us so that we behave in a certain way.
naruto
tsunayoshi
ninjas
dogs
lions
animals in general
the tiger that killed siegfried, or was it roy?
knights
trains
children
teenagers
olympian extraordinaire. swimming swimming swimming all the way down the river. won’t eat a damned thing. trained not to. not to think not make music not to write or love. just to swim swim swim. swimming down the river against the current. what chance does he have!? none.
I have tried to train my mind to ignore certain comments and be mature, but when the big gay guy says something like “My ass hurts; it’s sore; i shouldn’t sit on hard things”. My brain will still turn into a 5 year old boy…
We carry ourselves the ways in which our social structure allows us to.
It seems trained is the word for today. Well I guess it all is about being well trained so you can write as you want to write: like a pro.
I only wished I got another word. I already told you what comes to my mind when I see “trained”.
I used to think I was ready for everything. When I finished college I was feeling like a senior. it was until I began to be trained by a senior art director that I realized I knew almost nothing. I wish I knew that from the beginning.
I knew she was well-trained; she received a swat on the ass if his dinner wasn’t ready at 6 o’clock, or his shirts weren’t ironed properly. How he had conducted her training was something of a mystery however, the private matters of a husband and his property.
trained to kill. an attack dog sits, watching. but why? what if I don’t want to kill? said the attack dog.
what am I on? dogs can’t talk.
I’m quite drunk.
TRAINED TO HAVE FUN.
yummy yum yum mojito.
so yeah, train.
a minute was up a long time ago but I had to go through and spell check.
its just one word
ive been trained to smile while walking home in the rain
it rained and rained and rained
but i’ve been trained.
and so- everyone who sees me can know its ok
to be happy too.
Humans are trained just as much as animals are, although we’re reluctant to realize it and loathe to admit it. Think about it: when you have a baby, you give it treats when it does good things, and give it punishment when it does bad things. That way, it associates behaving with positive responses, and misbehaving with negative responses. That’s how people train animals as well.
I was trained to be an assassin. I’m not sure why. I never really thought I was quite up to the task. But I was chosen, nevertheless. I’ve changed my name, I’ve changed my face, I’ve changed my voice; but I can never change who I am.
educated
sports, snobbery, army, military, calmness, preparation, Boy scouts, able, self assured, knowing, wise,
He was trained in the art of self defense, but it soon became the art of killing. In his mind he was a prize fighter, but in his soul he was a killer. He waited for the nights when he could go to the pub and wait for people to drink their faces off. After one beer, one scotch he’d find his mark.
We are constantly being trained to work, to do all kinds of things, trained to live. Is there any free, critical thinking left anywhere!?
Trained. That’s something I’m not. And also the reason why this text is going to be underwhelming and boring .
I’ve trained myself to tune out the noise of my life. Having children will do that to you. If you are not able to diffuse or filter extraneous noise, you will, in a word, okay, two, go crazy.
There is nothing better than a well-trained life. Or maybe a well-trained husband. Can’t beat that one with a big stick.