I'm matching with my heart, I don't know what is that. Just like a mark of sad. Not at all in my mind. I'm like odd ball. Yes, maybe. I like to string a line, but like there is a stumbling block, I must take on but it's like I keep aloof.
I don't wanna jot down my story and not also with jump the queue the time. I do keep a close check on my story. Because I wanna keep a stiff upper lip for this life. I don't wanna idle away. I'm implore for my self for brave to this life.
I don't wanna give in, I must use a glad rags for my self and my story. I ever fall through, but I get a fair chance and I must dash in but with care and don't back off. Maybe this is not a killing story but I'll try to make it better with a cool hand.
you know what, i have to open translator to read this, lol. your post in english, awesome mbak. from this blog, maybe i can learn english ya kan?
ReplyDeletewow, actually, I don't know what am I writing? Because I just wanna learn some English idiom, and this what I write.
DeleteYes maybe? And correct me if I get wrong.
hemmm aku tidak mudeng dengan bhasanya,,, tp aku terpukau dngan bahasanya,,,,, hehehehe
ReplyDeleteI hope you understand dan terima kasih, :D
DeleteI hope, I can read this post...hihii
ReplyDeleteLuar biasa, ini blog bisa aku jadiin bacaan agar lebih bisa paham bahasa inggris. Mantap Mbak Din :)