22

My, my it's been weeks since my last post - again. What can I say, since I'm not 2NE1 anymore, and my 2NE2's bday present was super awesome - iPad that is - I forgot that I actually own this thing called laptop. Oh well. It's nice to finally using laptop again (but you can do A LOT with iPad too. And it's much simpler ;p).

Back at the topic. I'm 22 years-old *uuuuu...*. I was supposed to start my days as a 22 yo girl waking up early every morning, taking care of my body (a.k.a go to gym), eating healthy food, do a regular QT, and find something useful to do. But you see, all thanks to my super awesome bday present, I wake up late every morning thus affecting my eating habit, fail to go to gym, and I was reading Bleach obediently - QT was somewhere between my heavy eyes and wandering thoughts before I went to bed.

Such a small thing, such a huge impact.

I have to stop using my iPad man.

Thank goodness I've done reading Bleach (ok this manga is fantastic!! Why didn't I ever read it before?) and now all that's left to do with my iPad are health app and some silly games. I can continue my schedule as how it is supposed to be. A week is more than enough for slacking around. Yay!

That is the plan, though.

And it has to work somehow.

I am 22 for Kon's sake!! *sigh*

I remember my first post in this blog. So much have changed since then. This blog, the themes, my writing style (right? right?), the content of my post... I can't believe I've been writing this blog since 2007! 2007!! It's as if everything is so different, yet still the same.

I wonder what it would be 3 years from now. Will I still be writing these kind of posts? I have always thought I'll write a book someday. Some cheesy chic-lit maybe. But I don't dig those stuff anymore (chic-lit). Some novels have become so predictable, so flat, so unchallenging, so... different. But I still want to write a book. Maybe.. One day..

By the way, this whole writing thing reminds me of something. You see I always picture myself writing  book in english. I wrote a short story in Bahasa when I was in junior high but then I trashed 'em because it was silly (I was already on page 48 though, I don't know why I threw it away!). After taking IELTS class for some time I began to think that I like english better than Bahasa. And it will be better to write in english than Bahasa. That's what I thought.

THEN a friend told me something. It really crashes my dream to be a writer somehow. I never thought I would hear it from him. I mean I know I'm not an expert in literature or linguistic in English particularly, but I think I'm alright too. I have pretty wide range of vocabulary. And although I'm not always using the right verb or write the right spelling, and I know I screw up sometimes.

But it doesn't make my english broken, right? Because, yes, that's what he said. My english. Is. Broken. And it wasn't in a good way. He's like, 'Oh btw, your english is broken now.'

I was perplexed.

And a little bit offended I guess.

I mean if he's a native speaker or if his IELTS score is 8.5 I would accept it. But he's not a native speaker. And his IELTS score is definitely not 8.5. And he said maybe my english has gotten worse because I don't use it that much anymore. Uhm, duhhh, I'm still writing here in English! And I watch english language movies! I still go abroad sometimes. I mean, really? Is it that broken? I left Sydney 8 months ago not 8 years ago. And I'm still using it. So does that mean my english skill is deteriorating even though I use it on a daily basis? Does he imply that I'm stupid??

Why can't people say something in a good way? In a way that doesn't make you feel bad. It's weird. It's not good! I think we all have to learn to think and think and think and think before we speak.

Anyways I'm done. Have a nice weekend you guys and GB!

:)