I was sick of waiting for you.
Suddenly, Belle got up from her seat, sick of the afternoon sun.
Although she had read the book about a thousand and seventy five times, she never got sick of it.
Exchange papers with peers or a mentor, and when you are sick of your own writing, reciprocate by reading their work.
I'm sick of this redneck!
The fact is, that you were sick of civility, of deference, of officious attention.
I am sick of all of your boasting about boring into a mountain in Montana to find your bonanza!
If that works, Skylifter craft may yet bring relief to stranded disaster victims—and also to jaded millionaires sick of ocean liners.
I'm sick of the whole business.
Marketers tend to overdo things, which makes people sick of them, leery of their methods and message.
I was sick of cold, tasteless omelet and bacon, ” he explained, “So I was overjoyed when I cooked a warm meal in my rented place.”
I'm sick of dour faces staring at me from the T. V. tower.
When Chavez was elected in 1998, the national mood was one of exasperation: citizens, rich and poor, were sick of political leaders they considered corrupt and uncaring.
I was avoiding them as much as possible, sick of the affair and disgusted with the both of them.
I'm sick of your insane demands.
Its people were assured that the euro would be run with the same discipline as their beloved Deutsch mark and they are sick of paying for all of Europe's new schemes.
Apparently, she's not the only one sick of the socialite.
It's a poem which begins, "I have heard that hysterical women say they are sick of the palette and fiddle-bow, of poets that are always gay..."
Or maybe you're sick of being the tallest girl in your class or the only boy who has to shave.
