Post ini akan dalam bahasa Indonesia karena gw keren seperti itu. Tapi jangan coba terjemahkan ini, karena mungkin akan aneh kepada yang bicara hanya bahasa Inggris.
Aha! Permasalahnya minggu!
1. Gak ada HP, jadi, gak bisa ngobrol sama orang tertentu...dan kangen sekali. Dia selalu gembira dan bisa menyelesaikan kalimatgw...dan kalimat ini tidak bagus. ADUH bahasa Indonesia gw kurang pandai dan akan gagal di hidup.
2. Sudah memutuskan bahwa bagu formal kurang cocok.
3. Tidak terlalu senang membahas politik.
Thinking in Indonesian is too hard. I'm supposed to be good at it, too. And really, don't bother translating it because Google translate is rather off with its translations.
I'm moving house tomorrow. Back to good old safe, old people housing, cardigan wearing snob filled, lovely oak tree paved Balwyn, and I'm almost sad, but then I remember how much closer I'll be living to most things that make up my life. Those things being school, work and my friends... how incredibly ordinary I am.
I really miss Indonesia too, and everyone there.
My mind is incredibly blank right now.
I get into these moods, where I'm reminded of what a loner I am... where I don't want to talk to anyone, and as a result I'm not able to maintain any form of conversation whatsoever and this is just horrible. I don't know what's wrong with me!
My knees are also awful. They deserve to never see the sun.
You're not 'incredibly ordinary'! You're warm, caring and considerate. And you are the best listener! I cannot possibly speak to anybody else in the same way that I would speak to you. Honestly.
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