I never knew life was a great adventure before I was moved to Bali, living life on my own at my 24th birthday. Maybe for some of you its a bit late, yes I do agree. But in Indonesia kids are not necessary leave out the house even when they are married. My 2 oldest brother are still leaving with my parents now.... Its weird huh? I know... ___________________________ In my comfort zone surounded by my family everything are easy for me. Now I learn more about life and to find my purpose in life. There was always a question "why I didnt do it long ago back then?" 🤣 ___________________________ When I start, its freaking me out, I never get any education to be independent, I was born in OK family and I always get what I want EASILY. My dad called every minutes to make sure I have eat and sleep etc. One day he was cryimg on the phone and said "all my boys are here nearby, I have only 1 daughter and she is really far." Well, every lesson I've learn to live my own life not make my parents happy at the beginning but surprisingly made me happier. ___________________________ The moral of this story is dont be afraid to go out from your comfort zone, you never know what's waiting for you out there if you dont try make 1 step closer... . . #adventure#lessonlearned#lessonoflife#indonesiangirl#indonesiantraveler#wanderlust#outdoors#independentgirl#travellikeagirl#bloggerlife#ayoikutakuatjogjakarta
Day 1 of the road to recover ⚾️. Surgery went well on repairing a torn labrum. Dream chasing and determined. Next few months will be challenging without any form of escape that I'm use to. No lifting or baseball...challenging my mental toughness. Gotta have that #mambamentality to take it one day at a time and before you know it, I'll be back 💪 #mentality#lifestyle#baseball#recovery#lessonlearned#comeback
Every now and then, I get to meet Chinese people who can barely speak English. If only I had known how important and useful Mandarin would be, I would have studied better when I was still in Chinese highschool. Just last Memorial day weekend, we went to an outlet store to find a good pair of shoes for my daughter. Upon entering a shop, an old Chinese woman who looked like a grandmother approached me. She was pointing to my daughter’s feet and I interpreted it that she wanted to ask my daughter’s shoe size. With my very limited knowledge of Mandarin words and with some sort of sign language, I was able to understand what she meant and tell her the size. After we agreed on what we have understood from each other, she led me to the cashier so I can translate for her. The cashier then referred me to a salesman to ask my help in communicating with the old woman’s companion who was wearing the same Chinese dress. And there repeat what happened!