Poemise, people. Poemize.

Someone asked me once
"Have you ever missed someone so much?"
It made me stop and think...
Then I smiled, coz
I was thinking of you.

That was a text. Don't i just love sappy shit like that...Geez. especially if the lines are like connected. I mean, It gives you TWO messages in a row! Wow. It makes me wanna begin every other entry with a poem or limerick or some sweet bullshit... hmm.. Ok. You've convinced me.
I'll do it! As of the next entry, i will begin every other with a poem(that probably doesn't rhyme). Bear with me. I'm trying to get into the Literature vibe before the new term starts. hehe. I might be too excited to update that i forget to poemise(poemate?), though. hehe again.

Anyhoo, i viewed my own blog twice today. First was at like 11am. Now, at 5pm, i viewed it again and lo-n-behold the 2 comments on one post jumped to 5. Geez it never happened before to me. Then i remembered that timezones change over the Pacific and Indian ocean. Huhu.
But now, lets end with a poem. Hang on. Let me think..(pauses for 7 minutes). Ok erm,

Nashe aint girly
but she's still a sap
Is that so hard to believe.
Her blog aint frilly
but it's full of crap
Yet her readers never leave. -[self-praise. Gets to ya everytime]

3 comments:

Diane@Diane's Place said...

*Sniff*....*Sob*.....Oh, your poem is so sweet.....so touching....LOL!

I really get a kick out of your blog:)

Please do poemise, or get poetic, whatever..... ;) If it's good enough, I might even nominate you for the Pulitzer Prize in Poetry, tee hee!

Hope you're having a good time as a newly ordained 17 year-old. 17 is Soooooooo much more mature than 16, don't you think? ;)

Drop by and see me, :)

Nashe^ said...

Mrs Jennings: that would be so cool...pulitzer.. HAHA. Fat hope. And actually, my 16th year was like so not fun coz i had a MAJOR exam..so couldn't quite g0 enjoying my bloody self.

But hell YEAH- 17 is sho much more mature. felt like i've grown up darn fast. Geez.

Diane@Diane's Place said...

Even more maturing in the next few years......One day soon, adult and Nashe will actually be used in the same sentence....... ;)

It's a long and winding road, enjoy the ride. :)

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