

The Waiting RoomLiza Watters gaped around the room with wide blue eyes. She wondered if the others could hear the thumping of her pounding heart. It seemed, however, that everyone else had his or her own problems to think about. Liza tried to will her heart into slowing, but it only seemed to make her disrupt her breathing pattern.The Waiting Room
She tried to focus on the wall across from her. It was a repulsive and pasty blue colour, the corners and areas near the ceiling were cracking and the paint seemed sort of caked on in these areas, only making it more disgusting. There were remnants of different posters were once hung on the wall, the faded outlin


Tragedy of Clara and RichardHer outstretched hand trembled. It was palm up, facing the glorious midnight sky with all its stars shining brightly down upon her. Slowly blood trickled down her week fingertips and the silvery moonlight made them look just that much paler. You could see she was dying, but she was still willing to try. It was her perseverance that struck me and would remain with me for the rest of my life. Even as she was taking her last breaths, she was still trying to help me, still trying to save me.Tragedy of Clara and Richard
It was mid-December that I first saw her, on a frigid afternoon. IT was only four o’clock, but it was already dark. The snow danced about


The BurdenThe young woman dips her brown wooden pail into the murky water. A leafy deep green string of seaweed catches on the rough edge of the timbered pail and tiny twigs and leaves swirl in the muddy liquid. She watches it settle, slowly, patiently. She looks deep into its unclearness and knows that her future is uncertain, but she sees the reflection of her responsibilities in the stagnant water. She knows that others are depending on her, her family and her friends. She accepts her responsibility to carry the burden, in hopes that she will succeed. The walk to the pool of water had been relatively easy, but the walk backThe Burden
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What? Did I say that?
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Be
Aware of how far you've come
Proud of where you are
Excited about where you are going
~T.Elwell
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Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world - Albert Einstein
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Jeff: CLEFT!
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Patrick: Wobble Wars.
Steve: What?
Patrick: Wobble Wars. The title for the new porn film about the battling breast brains.
Patrick: (about the title) Two Minds One Bra?
Steve: Nah! Preferred Wobble Wars.
<3 Coupling.
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Wish I was a cat...
You're a good writer.
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it's becoming real clear that i have no talent.
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