Friday 16 November 2012

Indo Loves Mie

So here I am just spending time in my hotel room overlooking the slumps of Jakarta doing particularly nothing important other than still deciding what to wear this evening for his performance. 
It's a little crazy thinking how often I'm coming here until the stupid immigration officer gave me a stupid look and a tough time at the airport the other day. He had to irritate me further after flying for two stupid hours with Malaysian Airlines.
how long are you here for?
one week
why?
break
show me your return ticket
i only have an electronic ticket, no printed copy
you need to show me your ticket else i can't stamp your passport
really? don't stamp it then, just ask your officer to talk to me
where would you be staying?
jakarta
where?
hotel
which one?
sparks
why are you here?
my boyfriend lives here, so i'm here to be with him. is that a problem?

I get the look; gave him the dirty look and got passport stamped with a 'welcome to Jakarta, enjoy your stay'. Like what the fuck for waste my time? If I want to reside illegally, I'd choose a country with a higher GDP.

Time to get ready and go watch him in action. For those who are close, they know who he is and what I went through. There were lots of ups and downs along the way, but it was worth every while, I hope.

Tonight is going to be another night of fun and enjoying loads of good food. I miss him already...