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New Hobby


Apparently, I’ve picked up a new hobby: taking dancing pictures and pictures in the garden. I haven’t take much of them but I might. I just hope I can get much more inspiration (and better ones of course) in the future🙂

False Invesment

In this digital era nowadays, our life is basically made up of many datas. The oatmeal we eat everyday is made from a well researched and tested grains, our lunch is the menu-of the-day from that daily down the road which is their simplified statistics saying that it’s “the customer’s favorite”, and that cute kitten post we liked earlier on instagram used those particular hashtags on different languages in order to reach a wider – yet more specific audience.

Basically I would assume all that requires time and effort is an investment, it doesn’t necessarily require budget or a third party employment. Maybe I’m not exactly a marketing expert now according to my own standards, but someday I will be. Now that is an investment. I have decided alongside the time I would learn more about marketing, despite what kind of career I would later ended up with.

However, I actually have dived in marketing field before I even knew it. As a child I was born from a merchant family, from my Chinese side of the family, so I ended up learning about my grandpa’s business – which is nearly every field you can imagine of- that he built from scratch. Those – and of course some child in the jungle kind of bedtime story. I started to study at a relatively young age due to the circumstances (I moved to Canada when I was three) and since I had to learn quite a lot for a toddler it has somehow became a habit. As an adult I juggled many project often related to marketing field, sometimes employed by my own mother as well (she is a marketing/business scholar) while here and there learning about finance from my father who is a finance scholar and an advisor for BI (Bank of Indonesia). Continue reading

Forever Immigrant, Forever Minority

People say living abroad would change your perspective about the world. But you know what else does? Being a minority who lives abroad. I have practically been a minority my whole life. When I was three, I live in what I would call the only country (so far) that I would say is friendly to immigrants. Not a hard guess. Yes, its Canada. Going back to my home country, Indonesia, I am technically a minority once again because I lost the ability to speak my own mother tongue. As a child whose not even 100% Indonesian (my mother is Chinese) being able to only speak English was not exactly a nice thing. I don’t really have friends, also due to my indifferent personality, but I also couldn’t really take more English course because the only class that would suit my competence would be sitting with high schoolers and adults, which would be really awkward. I am however, still grateful that in the end I am able to have both as mother tongue.

I came from a family whose practically been immigrants nearly every generation since my great grandparents. My great grandparents ran from China due to political reasons, taking a raft to Indonesia, seeking for asylum. For the two first generations, it was rather simple. They live in the city where other Chinese asylum seekers live, and they started a small business to make a living. Difficulties started to arise when my mother, who is still a pure-blood Chinese wants to marry my father, who is a native (Javanese). Although in the end this particular case was resolved, but it doesn’t mean the problem just vanished especially if you reflect them from any other similar mixed blood families. For instance, looking back before my parents even met, my grandparents who are Confucionists had their children all convert to Catholic, but as most local schools are Moslem schools; since Indonesia is a Moslem-majority country (some people mistaken it as a Moslem country) most elementary and middle school in that area required the students to study Arabic.  Continue reading

Moving West: Budget (Outfit) Tips to Survive the Cold German Winter

In my other blog, I have posted on how to make your own winter hat despite the yarn and needle size. My yarns were scraped through a sale bin out of the little wool shop in a corner of a town located at the end of the world (Ilmenau). The knitting needle was borrowed. Yep, it can’t get any more low budgety as it already is. But you know, making handmade winter outfit out of scrap sale items ain’t the only way to survive winter. So this is what I have gathered throughout this winter:

  1. Wear Merino Wool Underwear

I have learned from the hikers (aka my boyfriend’s family) that wearing merino wool underwear keeps you warmer more effectively than wearing a shit ton of sweaters because you have something warm directly to your skin. Judging by the fact that their favorite place to hike is Iceland, I give this one a legit point. The problem is, the easiest way to purchase them is in the outdoor stuff shop where its available for a really, really expensive price that a piece of it could be exchanged with a nice pair of leather shoes. But wait, there is a way to get it for an affordable price.

Aldi, one of the German supermarket chain has this for sale once every mid-winter. The problem is there is no certain way to  know exactly when. You have to go check their fliers weekly, because it will be on sale for one day only and the items will be gone within an hour or two. So yes, when you do know when – quoting my boyfriend’s mom – you should stand in front of the door at the opening time. But it’s worth it. Instead of a ripping off price of over 60 euros a piece, I got mine for only 16 instead. If you are a small person like me, rejoice because smaller sizes tends to sell out less faster than the bigger sizes.  Continue reading

Moving West: January Thoughts

I know I have sworn to write more actively last year, which I have failed…miserably. WordPress annual report has showed me that I have barely made through last year with three post, despite the traffic. Also I couldn’t say that the traffic is a good reflection in this point of view, since most of them came from my older posts.

Anyway, here we go. As you all  know, I have finally graduated my master degree and yet, as year changed I am still in the same spot looking for a chance to start a career. I have been accepted once, then canceled just two weeks later saying that they are moving their base to Singapore so this position is not needed anymore. Second time is not a charm, I have been invited to an interview in Berlin which I thought went very well despite all the time rearrangements since my bus was very very late and I actually had to travel early in the morning in the exact same day where I was supposed to travel for holiday with my boyfriend’s family to Denmark. The interviewer said I sound like I know what I’m doing, told me a lot of things about the company and its future plans, and even kinda told me he likes my determination. And then what? Poof. Nothing. No news, no rejection, no ´sorry we found someone more suitable´, nothing. It was October and this is freaking January. Continue reading

Venice (with budget and shopping tips)


Murano Island

Okay, first of all I need to set this straight that this method is only suggested if you are (especially) living in Europe, but it’s actually plausible to do it wherever you came from. However, the budget would rather be different because of your flight (and perhaps luggage) cost.

#1 Lodging

It´s a common knowledge that nearly everything in Venice is really expensive, and that includes the hotel. However turns out there is a cheaper alternative if you camp. Yes, camp. There is a camping ground called Realto Camp which is only 10 minutes away by bus from Venice. It´s actually quite an okay place, they have facilities such as electricity (you need to bring your own power plug though), bathroom, washing machine, etc. They also offer to rent you ready built tents or small bungalows in case you´re from outside Europe and mind the weight of tent equipment luggage. However, if you travel by car like me do mind that they charge extra for car parking, which is around 5 euros per day. It’s an okay price I would say, since hotels and hostels charge at least twice that price. Continue reading

Moving West #2 The Reason

This one is a question rarely asked, because everyone has their own assumption. Many people think just because it´s cool. No, not really. This is something that not everyone can understand, so when they actually asked I just said ´Because I grew up in Canada´. Well, that´s not entirely a lie.

I spent some of my childhood in Winnipeg, and since I was three I was thought to speak up my mind and do what I think I must do despite of what society thinks I should. So when I moved back to Indonesia, I became an outcast. I couldn´t even speak Indonesian though my skin has more or less the same brown tone with the other kids. Although well I´m halfway washed with Chinese genes. Continue reading