25 mar 08

in this very big world
there's this very small country

in that very small country
has this very beautiful house
where a girl lives in it

the girl who lives there
has nothing to do
she's now here blogging
but she doesnt what to blog about

thus, she is here typing all these
where she thinks is a poem
she is really bored
she almost blog whenever she's bored

she wants to goes to school
hopefully overseas
but she doesn't know what to study overseas
and so she's stuck in brunei taking teaching course

she's so confused
she's now waiting for ubd's call
she doesn't know whether she has done the right choice
hopefully yes

she doesn't really know what she's thinking right now
everything just rush into her mind and rush out so fast
she just have too much on her mind
but she doesn't really know what she's thinking about

is it because she's too bored
and that's why she's thinking all those nonsence?
no one know
only god knows.

*mind turns blank*

sorry for the so called poem. i know it's stupid but TADA~ that's my poem. =D

for those who tag for the previous post, thank you. i'll try not to think so much. hehe. sometimes i just cant control myself. well, i really cant control myself. how do you tell you brain to stop thinking something? i really don't know. wahaha.

bye bye.