I wrote a "write my life" post for an intro before, I decided to change it. I'm moving the previous post to be another post for itself.
Hello! and welcome to my new thing here. what does it called again? ah ya, blog. i never thought about writing before. but i want to have a space where i can express what's on my mind.
Just a very brief "ice-breaker" before you go on with reading my contents
So as I was saying, I'm not that much of a good writer, but I'm trying to be able too. A little of exercise for University, I would say. My mom is actually a writer. She published a book with a revised version and even going to make a web-blog about something top secret! But she never read any of my writings, I suppose. I don't know, this is an open diary of mine. A well known friend of mine said so.
I first started this only because I wanted to write a story about a friend, a twin, way back in my home town. We've known each other for 4 years and she has been missing me bad. So I wrote a little of surprise present on this blog for her! :) I told her to just read it whenever she misses me. Bad perspective though, she cries every time she finished reading it. I feel guilty now. Since I started writing about it (well at the last parts to be precise), I find myself really interested on writing again. I wanted to write more extensively. Then, rather than making reader(s) cry, I thought about writing some funny stuff in my life.
As she said again, it's an open diary. So I came up with a blog title "Geschichte meines Lebens" which is translated "story of my life". Write to express feelings on my mind. I guess this actually started since I always type bloody long facebook statuses and ask.fm answers.
About literature and languages, well, English isn't my 1st language. I have Indonesian in my mother tongue level, although I wasn't that good in primary school studying my 1st language. I still miss a few words. And English? I started already in the 2nd/3rd grade since my mom studied Public Relation in LSPR, and after a long-story, was the Indonesian-ambassador of some international website community. I can still remember how she introduced me to internet and all those stuff, and also our first ever guest, a Caucasian named Daniella. I thought "Pardon" was the hardest word to pronounce:) Ah, too much of a detail! Anyway, if it wasn't for mom who gave effort, feeding me the English language through English-speakers themself (and some movies too) as I was just a little brat, I wouldn't be here writing with this language. Mom's a hero.
I apologize again for the long paragraphs. I'm supposed to keep this in a short points:') See what I meant before?
Anyway, here are the points, something about my posts:
Enjoy!:)
Hello! and welcome to my new thing here. what does it called again? ah ya, blog. i never thought about writing before. but i want to have a space where i can express what's on my mind.
Just a very brief "ice-breaker" before you go on with reading my contents
So as I was saying, I'm not that much of a good writer, but I'm trying to be able too. A little of exercise for University, I would say. My mom is actually a writer. She published a book with a revised version and even going to make a web-blog about something top secret! But she never read any of my writings, I suppose. I don't know, this is an open diary of mine. A well known friend of mine said so.
I first started this only because I wanted to write a story about a friend, a twin, way back in my home town. We've known each other for 4 years and she has been missing me bad. So I wrote a little of surprise present on this blog for her! :) I told her to just read it whenever she misses me. Bad perspective though, she cries every time she finished reading it. I feel guilty now. Since I started writing about it (well at the last parts to be precise), I find myself really interested on writing again. I wanted to write more extensively. Then, rather than making reader(s) cry, I thought about writing some funny stuff in my life.
As she said again, it's an open diary. So I came up with a blog title "Geschichte meines Lebens" which is translated "story of my life". Write to express feelings on my mind. I guess this actually started since I always type bloody long facebook statuses and ask.fm answers.
About literature and languages, well, English isn't my 1st language. I have Indonesian in my mother tongue level, although I wasn't that good in primary school studying my 1st language. I still miss a few words. And English? I started already in the 2nd/3rd grade since my mom studied Public Relation in LSPR, and after a long-story, was the Indonesian-ambassador of some international website community. I can still remember how she introduced me to internet and all those stuff, and also our first ever guest, a Caucasian named Daniella. I thought "Pardon" was the hardest word to pronounce:) Ah, too much of a detail! Anyway, if it wasn't for mom who gave effort, feeding me the English language through English-speakers themself (and some movies too) as I was just a little brat, I wouldn't be here writing with this language. Mom's a hero.
I apologize again for the long paragraphs. I'm supposed to keep this in a short points:') See what I meant before?
Anyway, here are the points, something about my posts:
- I've lost a lot of vocabularies, either in English or Indonesian. Because I'm currently learning German further and additionally French as well. So, I'm sorry if I had to look up certain adjectives in the dictionary first!
- ...therefore, I use a very common language that easy speakers can understand
- ...therefore, uhm, I KNOW MY GRAMMAR SUCKS. Correct me, I would really like to learn. (especially with the punctuations)
- I mix the language in the posts sometimes, e.g. English in Indonesian posts
- ...although, I listed some labels. the posts are neatly categorized, so suit yourself:)
- Yes, I am Indonesian. Furthermore, a Jakarta citizen. So yeah, I slang.
- A believer, I think this is an important point because I will moreover slip those Christianity in my posts.
- Inter-cultural, by that, I mean, I interest difference of stereotypes. (honestly, I don't know what that was for a sentence)
- Leaving every most beloved friends and relatives back in Indonesia to live with my family was hard, I'm sorry if I get too emotional in some of my posts.
- I'm a 16 year old teenager who spends her time surfing the internet. What are your expectations?:p
- ...
- ...and more (to be updated)
Enjoy!:)
