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| - "I don't know" is an expression of unknowingness, lack of knowledge and something else which is not known at the moment. It has the abbreviations idk, IDK, and id'tk, and the colloquials dunno, idunno, don't know, eyedoonutnoe, know, I do not, such a fact cannot be correctly perceived at this time, or at all if such accuracy is required, aggunuh, hell, I don't know and ask again later.
- I Don't Know is a song by Ozzy Osbourne {| class="collapsible collapsed" style="width: 100%; text-align: center;"
- See Also: Lauren Caitlin Upton Image:WWTS1sted1.png "I Don't Know"is a part of Wikiality.com's dictionary, "Watch What You Say". For the full dictionary, click .
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- I ended up here way too soon oh dear so I'll see if I can write a story for you. Here where the armchairs leer and stand rigid on banisters like overstuffed gargoyles drinking in the ceiling sand. Oh my, what has she done this time curving for a rhyme. Oh we people of the earth how can she understand when the music changes and so does she. Melting to a tea. Upside down in anti gravity sugar granules like foggy dust filling our eyes and mouthes with sweet artificial oxygen. We wait on the ceiling of white sand watching armchairs gobble calico house cats. How hungry they must be. Subpar Excellence
- I don't know what will happen, when it finally strikes me, the event of finishing cause, will lead to intertwining paths, or separate them by touch. I don't know who will come, to save me when I'm down, or when I'm lonely blues, or just wants somebody to come because I want to smile. I don't know when it will happen, when the event appears, and my dreams become a reality, or my nightmares take over me, and it will finally go to a halt. I don't know where will it happen, the sighting of eternal riches, and forever lasting love, or misery in black moping, and tears draining my body.
- Oh no. Oh shit. What did I just click? Someone help me, because I don't know. Don't hold me responsible, I'm new to this website. This isn't even my computer. Shit, a popup ad! How do I make it stop? I don't know! Take a look at that article on the front page. It's hilarious. I nearly shit myself I was laughing so hard. How do they come up with that stuff? I don't know. I wish I could write a funny article. Maybe one day I'll get an article on the front page. How do you get an article up there, so high on the main page? I don't know.
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| - I don't know what will happen, when it finally strikes me, the event of finishing cause, will lead to intertwining paths, or separate them by touch. I don't know who will come, to save me when I'm down, or when I'm lonely blues, or just wants somebody to come because I want to smile. I don't know when it will happen, when the event appears, and my dreams become a reality, or my nightmares take over me, and it will finally go to a halt. I don't know where will it happen, the sighting of eternal riches, and forever lasting love, or misery in black moping, and tears draining my body. I don't know why it will happen, if it's just to influence my destiny, or a cause I choose for myself, or simply because I was made here, to suffer all day by myself. I don't know how it will happen, whether it be because of me, my best friends or family, or a force standing high above, whom I never knew lived. It's all unknown to me, and it's gonna stay this way, for as long as I live, for as long as I try, for as long as I don't know.
- "I don't know" is an expression of unknowingness, lack of knowledge and something else which is not known at the moment. It has the abbreviations idk, IDK, and id'tk, and the colloquials dunno, idunno, don't know, eyedoonutnoe, know, I do not, such a fact cannot be correctly perceived at this time, or at all if such accuracy is required, aggunuh, hell, I don't know and ask again later.
- I Don't Know is a song by Ozzy Osbourne {| class="collapsible collapsed" style="width: 100%; text-align: center;"
- I ended up here way too soon oh dear so I'll see if I can write a story for you. Here where the armchairs leer and stand rigid on banisters like overstuffed gargoyles drinking in the ceiling sand. Oh my, what has she done this time curving for a rhyme. Oh we people of the earth how can she understand when the music changes and so does she. Melting to a tea. Upside down in anti gravity sugar granules like foggy dust filling our eyes and mouthes with sweet artificial oxygen. We wait on the ceiling of white sand watching armchairs gobble calico house cats. How hungry they must be. Lets just sip our tea and wait for the next train. This story's not for you. I want something for myself but all I get is Subpar Excellence & so I'll write for you who is knocking at this hour? You. Always knocking in my head: out. I draw a blank, sit down, fold myself into a paper airplane, and fly away Into the Void Et prend ma place Pour je suis nulle part Ailleurs Mais si j'ai la chance, c'est la plus part plusieurs fois Exeunt French bastard With pistol in hand, hanging Ode à la mode Such a delicious phrase, hand it over. How about that face of long gone I've peeled off in a cloth, then pressed in those cheekbones. Crack. So that's what you've been up to. Why yes, it's been awhile hasn't it? Too long, I'd started painting you up into murals again. That's how it starts. Soon I'm in the table eating crumbs; waiting rolled up the shower nozzle. Don't drip on me, it'll burn. Oh your precious flesh. Always the celibate preacher aren't we. Stung. Why don't you stop writing gibberish and admit you've got issues. Dot dot dot Silly milky tears. Plato would blame an excess of phlegm. Soul disease. Wash them away with some crumb? Have to laugh at yourself for that. Dear dear John, where have I gone? I've knitted you into my sweater. Veins and all. Since when can you knit. I'm your painting, sweetie. And so it goes and goes and goes, the reckless recluse on a ride. A runaway ghost. Hum along to those old fuzzy jazz tunes and fall until you meet your sign. Then stab it through your gut. Stuff it, shadows. Ew periods and double spaces. I've fixed the latter I was going to get pardon the blunt remark but then I was uncool. Anyway So you're sitting there, and the air is full of nothing but this pounding rhythm. Then you realize it's just your heartbeat. Yes you, the girl in the blue. Do you know where you are? It's a nightmare, yes? Correct. You're killing me you know that? The girl who's never afraid. Maybe you should try a different technique. Please you know the grotesque was never my style. Right it's the sensation. The quivering bony hands trailing down your back, just out of view. Glued to a wooden dock, face down in boiling water. Who are you anyway? I suppose you would call me... Morpheus. Seriously? Okay, how about The Black Mamba? Seriously. Fred works too. Let's go somewhere more casual. Alright Fred, well it's sort of hard to be afraid when you can plainly see the mirrors and painted board stage sets when you take a look around. You're not supposed to look around! What kind of a dream is that? Nowhere to explore. You can't move remember. But the soul can move dude. What!? Yeah. I even know what's in the janitorial closet. What's in the janitorial closet? Golly that's a lot of bird houses. In the closet? No no over there. Oh. Quack. So what did you think of last night? Too nostalgic. There was that old piano, with the green metronome and a bowl of guitar picks. And one from your stupid flute collection. And there was that bed, with that red silk quilt and me damning you for being who you were. Then we went to a bar. I cried upon waking. What is that supposed to mean?? Oh you probably don't remember. Look there's a squirrel on you. Oh may I throw it? If you like. Wow that one went far. Yep. Hey there, how's it going? Quite a throw. Thought I stopped by up on this here stage and say thanks for the ride but I'ven't any fare to get home now so if you'd like to ride some more despite how much I know you hate driving and all that cal but damn if it's been awhile since I popped that phrase but so it goes ...?? Anyways, blue is really an awful color for a girl at a show, I'm sure she was hoping she'd die. Hoped it'd stop the dreams but then I died and now dreaming's all I do. Make it stop make it stop make it stop HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY Give me something else to say HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY Give me something else to say HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY I haven't got all day Give me something else to say I haven't got all day I haven't got all day HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY Give me something else to say I haven't got all day Give me something else to say Give me something else to say Give me something else to say Give me something else to say Give me something else to say Give me something else to say Give me something else to say Give me something else to say HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY Hello Hi, anyways, that needs a flute score to really move the soul I wasn't moved Of course not; there was no flute score Who are you anyway? Ça ne fait rien. Anyways, I think you could get a lot of tension on a stage. All the scary devices that could be coming out in later acts to be lashed upon your common flesh playing out a part of someone with a greater constitution. Nevermind the stage fright Are you too afraid? Don't be afraid I'm afraid It's too late for that. Fear is for the unknown You know now why you were afraid You're only unwilling to continue But you must. Invited onwards by inevitable ineptitude Now all awful truths are revealed Excelsior!
- Oh no. Oh shit. What did I just click? Someone help me, because I don't know. Don't hold me responsible, I'm new to this website. This isn't even my computer. Shit, a popup ad! How do I make it stop? I don't know! Uhh...there. I think that made it go away for now. I bet it'll be back. I don't know. Those things are scary. But not as scary as this big white empty box on the screen. What do I do with it? Do I type in it? I don't know! Am I supposed to write an article or something? I don't know how to write an article! No one ever told me anything! They just kept saying HTBFANJS, and I don't know what that means! God, this place is confusing. No one will help me. I don't know anyone here. How do these people write such funny articles? I don't know. Maybe they're just naturally funnier than I am. I bet they just sit at their computers all day, typing whatever comes to mind. That's how they put out like 15 articles a day. And here I am, not even knowing how to write an article, not to mention a funny one that people will like. Take a look at that article on the front page. It's hilarious. I nearly shit myself I was laughing so hard. How do they come up with that stuff? I don't know. I wish I could write a funny article. Maybe one day I'll get an article on the front page. How do you get an article up there, so high on the main page? I don't know. I think it may have something to do with these buttons here at the top of this scary white box. Hmm, let's try the B button. Whoa, I didn't type that! How did those words get there? I don't know! I hope that I button works better. Aaaugh! Well that Ab button can't be that bad, can it? Yeah, so I guess that button wasn't that bad. Of course, I still don't know what all this is for. Are they presents from Uncyclopedia? Perhaps I won some words from them for making so many words of my own. Uncyclopedia loves words. They're just giving some back, maybe. I don't know. I better hit another button. Like that minus sign button. Should I press it? I don't know. What all could happen? Okay, here we go, minus sign button. Well THAT wasn't a good prize. Am I supposed to eat it or floss with it? I don't know. Hmm, what's this button do? Root n? I don't know. I think I'll click on it. Oh, I get it now. That was scary. I don't know what's going on right now. I better not press any more buttons.
- See Also: Lauren Caitlin Upton Image:WWTS1sted1.png "I Don't Know"is a part of Wikiality.com's dictionary, "Watch What You Say". For the full dictionary, click .
- I Don't Know can be retrieved from one of the following activities/vendors:
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