It has happened....!!

Well, well, well.... It has been over a year since I've blogged. 2 reasons, I got lazy and internet is cruddy in Samoa. So an update it well in need... Not that there is much to update on.

1. I have moved (yet again) from Sauniatu, Samoa to Alice Springs, Northen Territory.

2. My lil sister went on her 18 month mission for 'The church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints' labouring in the Auckland New Zealand Mission.

3. Another 1 of my brother's got married.

4. I have 2 brand new nieces, with 1 new nephew coming soon.

5. I fulfilled my dream of becoming a BYU-Hawaii student (online classes) Although I did get accepted, I couldn't actually afford admission fees. :(

And that is all...

Oh actually,

6. I'M ENGAGED!!!

Yes, yes. It has happened....! 24 and engaged. I'd never thought I would get engaged as young as I am. Maybe because my thoughts on marriage were -none. But if I did think of it, I thought I'd be married at 30. So I'm about 6 years from my target age. aha! Weird. And never did I think I'd get married to a samoan. Man. Did I set myself up from disappointment right?! Well nevertheless I am happy. Extremely happy. My parents are happy for me, and those who matter are happy for me as well.

My fiancé (feels weird saying it) and I's journey started back in 2012. But we have set the big day for 2015. Not giving too much detail until we've sent out our save the dates. But 1 thing I can say....

How much effort it takes to plan a dang wedding.... Ugh!

Buuuuuuttttttttt.......it doesn't come close to trying to maintain a strong relationship being so far away from each other. While I have moved back to Australia to help finance my wedding as well as providing support for my parents, I have left my love in Samoa. Although I am still doing all I can to continue to strengthen our relationship. From this day it has been 2 months and 13 days since we've been with each other. 2 months and 13 days since I last held him. Since I last kissed him. Although it doesn't seem like a long time...... it is a long time when your in love. We know we have a long way to go, but we know it will he worth it in the end.

Our story hasn't always been lollipops and rainbows. And god knows how many times I could have broken his neck (yes, I have the capability of doing it) or broken 1 of his ribs (and that too) but we've managed. Mainly because my fiancé is a bit of a cry baby. ;)

No, I'm kidding... I'm the cry baby. Awkward! Come on, I'm female. I'm meant to be emotional!!

But everyday I thank my Heavenly Father for my fiancé. He is amazing in every way. He is my complete opposite. He is the ice to my fire. Those who deeply know me, know that he is the rainbow after my storm. Hahaha! When we had first starting courting, he use to tell me every day how much he loved me. ACTUALLY..... He told me he loved me before we started courting. Lol! Yes, my dear fiancé proclaimed his love for me when he first got a hold of my number. Oh how awkward that was for me... I thought, OMLife! This guy is creepy!! I asked him if he knows what love is and his reply (kinda smooth if you ask me) was 'No..... but I know it can't be explained. And that's what I feel every time I look at you' he kinda stumped me with that and I got mad, I've never been speechless, so I stumped him with a 'I don't know you, so let's just be friends' but he had determination and his reply 'I will earn your trust and make you fall in love with me' yeh whatev... brushing it off like nothing...

From that time on, he became my friend. I didn't really have friends in Samoa, so it was actually really nice having a friend. It was nice to have someone there, to talk to, to confined in, to laugh with, to joke around with. I guess after all he did show me that I could trust me. He would pick me up after work every night, even the nights I worked late, finishing at 2am, and take me home, just so he knows I got home ok.

Over that period of time I started to get feelings for him. And then it started with kiss. He kissed me before we even started dating. 1 night, he stayed late at work to wait for me. I went for a break in his office (more like a bitching session of how crappy my shift was going) and through all that madness, he stopped me mid way through my vent and asked if he could kiss me. I said no, and kissed him on the cheek instead. Hahaha! When work had finished, I still had a lot to say about my how busy my shift was, he asked me again if he could kiss me, I didn't reply, I just kept venting (coz I didn't wanna answer his question. aha!) So then he just lent over and kissed me....

From there a year and a half later.... We got engaged... So now I'm into planning this wedding. It is full on and I have had my hissy fits at my fiancé for not doing more, surprised he still wants to marry me, but I am grateful. 

I'm grateful at where I am, I'm grateful for how much I've changed, I'm grateful for the support of my parents. But most of all I'm grateful to my Heavenly Father for blessing me with all that I have and for all that I am and for all that is to come...

Till next time...

xoxo

Different Worlds????

A D&M with my partner brought me to write about this. 2 different worlds. The world that I know and the world he knows. As I contemplate upon these things I realize that there are not 2 worlds, but 2 different perceptions of the world.

Having travelled and seen the things I have seen, I hunger for more, The world i know. I was independent, free, no worries, no care, just me and the big world. No matter what country I was in, I made the most of it. I saw most good days than bad days. I was genuinely happy. Happy with life, happy with my surrounding and mainly happy with myself. It was as though I had no limit to what I could do. It was as if everyday I lived, it was a dream.

Now, I find myself limited. As I replay the scenario of it in my head, I find myself with the same conclusion, this country I'm in now, is still under developed. Hence why I am limited to do the things I aspire to do. It is not only that, but also, my father. Being where I am and it's circumstances my father still treats me like the child I was. However, I find that he is not all to take the blame, I'm childish myself.

But nothing made me realize the 2 worlds until I spoke with my partner. Our conversation really did determine that he is my opposite in every way. He spoke of his life here, his dreams, his aspirations, his goals and what I had noticed is that he had no dream, aspirations, goals of wanting to see the world as I have. He is happy to remain where he is. This is the life he knows and loves. I thought deeper, and questioned. With my hunger for travels reaching it's peak, I found myself with a man who is totally opposite. I wondered if its because this is the only life he's comfortable with, or that he doesn't wanna take risks, or he's afraid of what's out there coz it may not be what he expected. It puzzles me. But no matter what, I still have desires to see more of the world.

Now it makes me think, can our 'different' worlds mix???

Picking at my thoughts

Soon enough I will be 23. And I know that isn't too old, but every time my age number gets higher, I start to wonder about life. I am heading towards my mid 20's with still, no direction in life. The thing about life is that it's given to you with no manual. So I sit here and wonder wow, time has passed me by so quickly that everything I planned for life has not turned out. Last year of school I was 17, I was asked where do I picture myself in 5 years. I said successful, with a stable job and happy. If my calculations are right I would have been 22 for all of those things to happen. Now that I'm almost 23 I can say, none of that crap happened!! Hahahaha! But I can say I was and still am happy as things happen for a reason.

For 22 years I have struggled to keep my life at hand. I always fell short somewhere and would give up hope on everything I acquired to do. But now things are surely and slowly falling into place bit by bit. The ball is rolling and so my hunger for success is growing. Although its not exactly how I pictured it to be, what I said 5 years prior, did in some way turn out. I have a stable job, where I can safely say I am an asset to my department. I may not be successful business wise, but I am successful in other areas. I have moved here to Samoa and adjusted successfully. I have built successful relationships with those that I need to. I was successful in fulfilling my dream into becoming a student at BYUH. And last but not least, I am happy. Very happy. Not too often I see cloudy days, but overall, I do have a smile on my face and joy in my heart, the kind of joy that you share with those around you in hopes that it will create a domino effect.

The year that was... 2012

As I reflect on the year that was, there isn't much to be happy about. Moving back to Australia from Hong Kong took a while to adjust to. Actually thinking about it, I never really adjusted back. I thought that upon my return everything would still be the same. That was the case, everything was still exactly the same, however, I wasn't the same. I realized that I grew out of what was. I became a person in which, I, myself did not recognize and so I really could not settle. Disappointment after disappointment, I easily became discourage. Many nights I would be the person I never wanted to be. But there was nothing out for me. It was always the same shit different day type of thing, 2 steps forward 10 steps back. How could I not be easily discouraged?
And the moment it became a reality is breaking down to my father telling him I've given up, life is hard! I became a burden to everyone that I even burdened myself. I didn't mean to create the trouble I caused I was just trying. I needed to be with people that would love me regardless, push me to endure to the end, and who would never give up on me. And that was here in Samoa with Dad and Mum.

So now that I'm here in Samoa everything seems the way it should be, never had I have ever had an unhappy moment in the case of me regretting living here. They say home is where the heart is, NO. Home is where your parents are. And that's real. Giving up a fast lifestyle of money and power for a slowed pace lifestyle of be happy with what you have really opened my eyes to making the most out of things. We barely have anything here but we make the most of what we have. But my little sisters who I adore the most, for 3 years they have endured this and yet are still happy with where they are, that's true reality of not needing materialistic things to enjoy the pleasures of life. And so it brings 2013 where I hope to grow and learn some more.

Thank you 2012 for the lessons and the self discoveries. But time and tide wait for no man, and from here, i must grow into the person i was destined to be. And hopefully be loved for.
xoxo

Packing up my Life again...

Tomorrow will be the last day I spend in Australia, before I start a new life in Samoa. Last night I was at a constant battle with myself, which lead to me believing that I had made the wrong decision to leave. I thought about my Family and friends and it began to dawn upon me, am I leaving for the right reasons? I then began to think as to why I made the decision to leave and I realised that ever since I was a young girl, I've always dreamed of becoming a student at Brigham Young University Hawaii and moving to Samoa will help me achieve that dream. When my dream of 1 day going to Disneyland came true, I knew that dreams can become reality if you work.


But anyway there will be so much that I will miss about here. Moving to Hong Kong wasn't as hard as what I'm feeling now. Maybe because I knew that when my brothers contract in Hong Kong was over, that I would return to Australia. This time, its different. This time, I know for a fact that I won't be coming back and so last night became sleepless. I dwelled upon my many memories here. Memories with family, memories with friends and memories growing up. Over these past couple of weeks I built up so much hate for this place, that now I realise, its not the place that I dislike, its 1 person in general that is making me hate this place. But overall, whats done is done.


Sydney, Australia. A place I called home since I was 4 years old, is not a bad place. But in my mind I had created a world that was unbearable to live in. And then I decided yep, I need to move. So now with that out of the way, I hope that you will tune into my blog monthly, as now that I will be moving to a country where internet is very limited. However, I will try and update my blog twice a month, with pics, if possible.

DISNEYLAND HONG KONG

Ask any ozzy which country would they love to go and visit and most answers would be America. Ask me why I'd want to go to America and I'll say 2 things, I would love to see Beyonce and go Disneyland. Growing up in the Western Suburbs of Sydney, I would only dream of going of going to places like Disneyland. I'm a big theme park person and we don't have any in Sydney. =(

So when I came to Hong Kong, another big attraction was DISNEYLAND HONG KONG! Boy, was I excited. I didn't know Honkers (Hong Kong) had a disneyland. Even tho it wasn't America, it still was Disneyland!

Let the adventures begin

Where the magic begins

Minnie Mouse

Mother & Daughter

Handles are even Mickey... Cool aye!!!

Black minnie and minnie minnie

OMGEEEE where getting closer!!

HOORAAYYY for Disney. Our first time!

Can you see the excitement in my face!

Fountain in  before the entrance

More interested in the fountain than taking a pic

Look.... I have our passes

I'M HERE!!!

Meet my niece, she is probably the only child that doesn't smile at Disney.

Dreams really do come true. Can't believe I'm here...

Tahitian Terrence

Photo Frame 

Tarzans Tree House

The big boss 

Tarzans Monkey

So after we had gone on the Safari and Tarzans tree house, we mad it just in time for the 'Flights of Fantasy Parade' and it was the first time I would have an encounter 

So after finally getting our passes, we were finally inside. At this moment, I felt like a princess. Hahahaha! Not caring that I was 21 yrs old, it just felt so amazing being inside and seeing everything that I could've ever imagined would be in Disney.

Playing the drums

She was scared of the statues. =(

On the Safari

You couldn't wipe the smile off my face that day.

And so I must concluded it here as my internet is now playing up again. Disneyland will have a few parts in the blog as it was my favourite place in the WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD!!!

Hong Kong continued...

Soooo, I accidentally started to ramble on about meeting my niece for the first time. But how could I not, how precious is she! Anyway back to Hong Kong adventures.

Where do I start... hmmm! Oh The Peak. So I think it was my 3rd day in Hong Kong and I had looked up things to do in Hong Kong (via internet) and The Peak was a must do. The Peak is the highest point in Hong Kong, where you can over look the city. So I asked my SIL if she wanted to go to The Peak. But oh did we not know how much of a trip it was going to be. When i had looked directions to get there, 1 person told me that all we had to do was catch the escalators all the way to the top then catch a cab the rest of the way. We did just that, however unfortunately we got a cab driver who could not speak english. Ugh! So after we explained to him we want to go all the way to the top (mind you, we tried to say it in broken english) he persisted to take us anyway. As we enjoyed the ride we came to these set of apartments at the end of the road. Not sure where but we did. Cab driver turned to us and said 'Peak'
As weird as it was we just jumped out anyway, he didn't know a word of english so we didn't want to argue (As I can be a little hot headed at times) We got out and asked those valet people standing in front of the building the cabbie dropped us off in front of, how do we get to the peak. And his reply 'no cab, walk up that way' and pointed us into the direction of a walking road. So off we ventured...

So we walked up the road to find an abandoned road, which was the trail hike up to the peak. We had seen the peak from where we were standing so we started to walk up. Half way up the first steep slope, not gonna lie, I wanted to give up. But no, I wanted to actually do something so I ignored my laziness and push forward. So halfway up that first slope, we had seen these old ladies (not too old, but old enough for me to say old) were walking down. We stopped them and asked them how long does it take to get up there, they said 30 min hike. I was like thats kool, if you old ladies can do i'm sure my SIL and I can too.

An hour later.... Not sure how far we had come but it felt as tho we were going to die. I especially felt bad for my SIL as she was carrying my niece in a sling kind of thing and I just had a backpack with my laptop in it. So of course we stopped and took pics as it was both of our first time to The Peak.

Putting on a smile, but really wanting to die inside. 

SIL and my niece 

Almost there... I think

After pictures we continued on... 1hr and 45mins later, we conquered The Peak hike. And guess what we found????! A tram that comes up! (After seeing that tram, I was stabbing the valet man a thousand times in my head!!!) What was meant to be a 30 min hike ended up being a almost 2 hour hike. Anyway so we got to The Peak and found a mall, it was like its own little suburb up there. But overall in that month we ended up going to The Peak a few times.

 The Trail we walked

 The Peak during the day

 My brothers first time to the Peak

A family photo on The Peak

 The view from the back of The Peak

 The Peak at night

 I prefer going at night, its amazing. 

My niece and I at The Peak