My hubby think it’s useless thing to go to Tulip’s farm. He’s never been flowery person. Romantic man at heart but always thinks giving flower to girls is so wasted. Yet according to my MANECO lesson, my utility to go is very high -> AUD$1mio. So after counting my Willingness To Pay for my journey (my never ending assignments, reading and lesson that I should catch up), I decided to go after persistence offer from my friends. It’s cloudy, and we went so early in the morning, I reckon it wouldn’t that good. Surprising, it’s just one fine day. I found great deal of my seeds of happiness
The good thing is, I found that I am same Ingrid, simple girl who’s value simple things in life (fresh air, blossoming flowers, a cup of hot chocolate and tongue-melting dutch poffertjes).
The neighborhood was so awesome. I think I love Melbourne than Sydney even more. It reminded to the small town I grown up. The people are so friendly and nicer. The houses are lovely just like in HC Anderson’s or Enid Blyton’s house, the café are so homey. I cannot put into words the magic of beautiful view along the way. I’m falling in love with its neighborhood and it does recharge my energy in positive way. It’s so beautiful and breath-taking. How complicated I am. In one side, I love living in hi-tech building, yet love to have dinner with friends in floorboard, fireplace and flowery table cloth. I want my country home sweet home.
After 1 month juggling with my terrible homesickness, language and numbers and all of those strategic thinking (the more I think, I think my husband should be the one who takes this course instead of me as he’s the strategic thinker and “true scientist and brain” in our family).
Thanks God, I’m grateful to decide to go to Tulip farm. Strolling the tulip lines, I keep thinking my triple JE, wish them to be here with me. I wish that I could comeback in perfect sunny day wearing my favorite white dress. In short, I have big surplus ^_^ It’s nothing related with my dutch heritage. I simply appreciate life. I’m thankful for my loving ones. I’m thankful to meet my lifetime soul mate at first date, thankful to watch my sons’ teeth less smile, and thankful for being chocolate-addicted. Until now, I keep thinking (my old folks will poke me as they told to stop thinking!!!) why I could finish high literature novel or more than 10 literature movies in one day yet need to spend hours to understand 31 pages business case. Am I in the right course? What am I doing here? I’m nothing to have such MBA material?? Until calls from my sponsor keep me sober what I’m actually doing here. I have promise to fulfill.
It starts series of good events today despite the windy and cloudy weather. I went to church at city, and feeling that I didn’t sing so long. Daddy, wish you are here to play me guitar and I’m the singer (as always). The downside is only it’s muddy, and I have to wash my only running shoe :’(
(PS : Dad, don’t comment anything. You come here to Melbourne on December and I’ll show you the magic of Melbourne that will change your point of view. Yet if you think Sydney is still better, of course I’ll go with you).
The good thing is, I found that I am same Ingrid, simple girl who’s value simple things in life (fresh air, blossoming flowers, a cup of hot chocolate and tongue-melting dutch poffertjes).
The neighborhood was so awesome. I think I love Melbourne than Sydney even more. It reminded to the small town I grown up. The people are so friendly and nicer. The houses are lovely just like in HC Anderson’s or Enid Blyton’s house, the café are so homey. I cannot put into words the magic of beautiful view along the way. I’m falling in love with its neighborhood and it does recharge my energy in positive way. It’s so beautiful and breath-taking. How complicated I am. In one side, I love living in hi-tech building, yet love to have dinner with friends in floorboard, fireplace and flowery table cloth. I want my country home sweet home.
After 1 month juggling with my terrible homesickness, language and numbers and all of those strategic thinking (the more I think, I think my husband should be the one who takes this course instead of me as he’s the strategic thinker and “true scientist and brain” in our family).
Thanks God, I’m grateful to decide to go to Tulip farm. Strolling the tulip lines, I keep thinking my triple JE, wish them to be here with me. I wish that I could comeback in perfect sunny day wearing my favorite white dress. In short, I have big surplus ^_^ It’s nothing related with my dutch heritage. I simply appreciate life. I’m thankful for my loving ones. I’m thankful to meet my lifetime soul mate at first date, thankful to watch my sons’ teeth less smile, and thankful for being chocolate-addicted. Until now, I keep thinking (my old folks will poke me as they told to stop thinking!!!) why I could finish high literature novel or more than 10 literature movies in one day yet need to spend hours to understand 31 pages business case. Am I in the right course? What am I doing here? I’m nothing to have such MBA material?? Until calls from my sponsor keep me sober what I’m actually doing here. I have promise to fulfill.
It starts series of good events today despite the windy and cloudy weather. I went to church at city, and feeling that I didn’t sing so long. Daddy, wish you are here to play me guitar and I’m the singer (as always). The downside is only it’s muddy, and I have to wash my only running shoe :’(
(PS : Dad, don’t comment anything. You come here to Melbourne on December and I’ll show you the magic of Melbourne that will change your point of view. Yet if you think Sydney is still better, of course I’ll go with you).
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