MuraKoji
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Iyo? Iyooooo...???
Okay, Iyo. Yo. YO WIIISSS....Lulz. *lame...*
The sentence above is a Javanese saying, meaning, "Yes? Yes??? Yes. Yeah. Okay...". But don't be wrong. This "Iyo" is a person, and he is 1 year younger than me (I'm 14 years old).
But I really, really like how he writes his blog, and "convert" his everyday life to a fanfiction-like writing. I haven't read much of his blog, since it's too long and takes time to read (and understand). The one I've read is this one:
http://simplyiyo.com/?p=83#more-83
[WARNING: Indonesian language]
I'll translate it for you (But if you're Indonesian, simply just open the link. I heard that some of you are Indonesians like me): He writes about heaven and hell, and regretting all his fault. That's the "big picture", IMO. At the end, he wrote:
[Translation]"When I wrote and publish this short story, I haven't done my Islamic evening prayers. And half of this story are based on my friend's story about his/her (I don't know him, I don't go to the same school as him, so I don't know whether his friend is male or female) experience about apparent death. Will my regretting also come late?"
I also comment to his blog. Twice. Because I can't edit the first comment, knowing that I've made fault in my comment.
--I act without thinking, sometimes.
Okay, Iyo. Yo. YO WIIISSS....Lulz. *lame...*
The sentence above is a Javanese saying, meaning, "Yes? Yes??? Yes. Yeah. Okay...". But don't be wrong. This "Iyo" is a person, and he is 1 year younger than me (I'm 14 years old).
But I really, really like how he writes his blog, and "convert" his everyday life to a fanfiction-like writing. I haven't read much of his blog, since it's too long and takes time to read (and understand). The one I've read is this one:
http://simplyiyo.com/?p=83#more-83
[WARNING: Indonesian language]
I'll translate it for you (But if you're Indonesian, simply just open the link. I heard that some of you are Indonesians like me): He writes about heaven and hell, and regretting all his fault. That's the "big picture", IMO. At the end, he wrote:
[Translation]"When I wrote and publish this short story, I haven't done my Islamic evening prayers. And half of this story are based on my friend's story about his/her (I don't know him, I don't go to the same school as him, so I don't know whether his friend is male or female) experience about apparent death. Will my regretting also come late?"
I also comment to his blog. Twice. Because I can't edit the first comment, knowing that I've made fault in my comment.
--I act without thinking, sometimes.
