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Post by catdishy on Nov 29, 2007 17:49:39 GMT
THe danged drought gives way at long last to those lovely rains. Alas, they continue unabated for weeks and weeks, wreaking havoc on homes, livestock, causing devastation and ruin everywhere.
I wish that the ski season was underway in my area.
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Nov 29, 2007 22:02:44 GMT
It does...but then rains and rains and rains until everything is soggy, you don't see the sun in weeks, and your water supplier announces that its putting prices up by 50% to cover the cost of maintaining all the reservoirs they've had to bring back into use.
I wish I could be 18 again.
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Post by quoll on Nov 30, 2007 6:57:42 GMT
You are 18, you have a rerun of the most amazing birthday party ever and have all the most wonderful people over to your place. Unfortunately that means that you still have another term of school to go and A levels are just around the corner.
I wish that I could decide on what I want my new kitchen to be like
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Post by catdishy on Nov 30, 2007 17:17:17 GMT
You are inspired to have the newest in minimalist style...monochromatic cool stone colours and brushed steel appliances....skylights galore...everything cleanly in place and out of sight...heated floors...and HUGE.THen, just about 3 weeks later, you wake up saying Gimme Clutter and Colour and decide to replace the appliances with Chinese red ones, a cork floor and black ebony finish tiles.
I wish I could finish writing one story.
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Post by quoll on Dec 1, 2007 7:49:47 GMT
Your wish is granted, your story comes to a satisfying conclusion and you sit back in wonder that your creative juices could have flowed so strongly. Then you accidentally tip your glass of wine so that it soaks your laptop which goes on the fritz and as the screen goes blank you realize you forgot to save it ...
I wish that I could speak three languages fluently
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Dec 1, 2007 11:18:27 GMT
You can...but you start to get them all mixed up, and somehow you start using what are very rude words in one language for what are supposed to be compliments in another, lose all your friends and are barred for life from leaving Australia because of all the diplomatic "incidents" you keep causing.
I wish weekends didn't fly by so quickly.
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Post by pipsqueak on Dec 2, 2007 18:30:34 GMT
They don't, and now you're stuck in Saturday shopping hell for much much longer than you'd like.
I wish I could be seen for the truth of what I am.
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Dec 3, 2007 21:49:53 GMT
You are - but that means your deepest, darkest secrets are let loose on the world, and you'd rather they stayed a secret.
I wish I could spend Christmas on the moon
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Post by pipsqueak on Dec 3, 2007 22:21:47 GMT
You can, but that reflected earthlight up there is just as revealing as having your deepest, darkest secrets on show... which, you realize, in a not inconsiderable frantic final analysis and breakthrough, is where real human power for good comes from. Not giving a S**t.
I wish things were simpler.
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Post by cinemasista on Dec 4, 2007 7:24:41 GMT
Poof! Things are simpler.... way to simple. So simple that nothing is interesting or exciting anymore, nothing has any depth or meaning, it's.. simply, to simple!
I wish that my first on screen kiss could be with a famous, handsome and sweet actor!
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Dec 4, 2007 20:29:48 GMT
It is! With Johnny Depp!  (oh, was that the wrong one?  ) I wish all my wishes would come true. |
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Post by cinemasista on Dec 7, 2007 8:49:58 GMT
LOL!! Hey that ain't that bad actually! Thats a great 1'st one! lol And... POOF! All your wishes come true! And the second they do, a mother of an asteroid hits the planet and well.. ya know how that one goes.. *snicker* I wish I was the most beautiful creature to walk on earth, and that all who crossed my path who wilt in the light of my all amazing glory. lol |
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Dec 7, 2007 20:45:19 GMT
They do - but you quickly become bored with all the adoration, with all the flashbulbs popping, having to step over all the prostrate bodies lying in your path, all the journalists constantly hassling you...and decide to go back to your nice, quiet little humdrum life.
I wish I was more patient.
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Post by ree on Dec 8, 2007 6:20:38 GMT
You are...if fact you're sooo patient now that you are
willing to patiently wait and wait for something to change,
until one day you wake up, and realize you've patiently
run out of patience again.
I wish I could turn back time
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Post by GreenEyesToo on Dec 9, 2007 1:59:35 GMT
Now you can - but it keeps on turning and turning and turning, and although you hoped to return to when you were a fresh-faced, innocent teenager, you end up back in the womb with another six months to go, it's horribly dark, and there's a really irritating "thud-thud, thud-thud" banging about you all the time. But, hey, at least you'll save a fortune on regression-therapy fees now you know where your claustrophobia came from....
I wish the wind would stop howling outside.
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(oh, was that the wrong one? 
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