Ventured myself to improve my english
Last week i was write my goals before 2019 ends on my bedroom wall.
There’s so much thing i want to do with my stagnant life. Especially and first is my career. The second is my english, and the last is my weight.
So, as you read this post, this is gonna be my first post in English. I’m sorry if it is still lame, too simple, or too many mistakes. But, I keep trying. (Omg, you are so stupid af) Actually, I’m not bad in English. I can read and understand, but not really good at talk and write in English. Once again, I apologize for the inconvenience.
About my weight… Well, my body is not that bad. But I’ve started feel uncomfortable with my bakpao cheeks, my triple chin, my fatty stomach-thigh-ass. People who never see me for years always talk about this. “You look fat!” “omg, look at your cheek and chin!”
Guys, really. This is exhausting to hear all those words. For this 2 weeks, i’ve started run around Monas. I’m not too obsessed for being skinny like I was before. I do that just to keep stabilize my weight (at least) and make my body healthy. Because I feel like my mouth have eat too much toxic like MSG, micin, or whatever you named it.
Last day, a NGO send me interview invitation after dozens of applications that I have sent. Now I’m so nervous everytime I check my phone, hoping that NGO will give me that good news. I’ve started pray again every night after all this years i never give a fuck about how my relationship with God. Not because I’m on struggle, but because i feel so empty and i need to looking for something who or whatever can make me not feel that way.
It’s nice and awkward at the same time. It’s nice how I can feel comfort and relax to thinking about my career.
All I know is that everything got their own time. To falling down and get up. To sad and happy. To broke and rich. To jobless and get a job. To hate my job and get better job.
Like a song, Que Sera Sera, Whatever will be, will be.
I just need trying, praying, and talking to myself,
“You’ll be fine.”
