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...

Time Management

It's been a long time since I found the time to get onto my blog; there is so much to rant about with all the many things that happened along the way. However, prioritizing what is much more important and requires more attention has caused a gap in between me and my ranting avenue.

Juggling work, three subjects this semester and a whole lot of other activities of which sadly non relates to personal entertainment barely gives me time to log onto the internet at the end of the day to do my own stuff. By the time I'm done for the day, I'm just so exhausted that all I want to do is sleep and not wake for a long time.

The time challenge is making me rethink of my stand of pr-planned rants. Maybe it is a good idea to just sit down and rant out everything that is in my head when I have that extra little time and save it for future postings. 

Anyways, I should go back to studying for my test later this evening as I have much more to complete and I don't really know what I'm doing. The mind is somewhere else right now and I was dropped a bomb last night just before i went to bed at almost four in the morning and it make me think even more.

It's a good thing that I'm off next weekend for a short getaway, but the timing now somehow doesn't feel all that good as I've got so much more to do and I have so many deadlines to meet once I'm back. Worse, I've got another test on the Monday that I'll be back. Looks like the getaway will be warranting for my books to be travelling with me. 

Part of me wants to cancel the trip, but another part wants to go to clear out things that is pending to be sorted.

The one thing I should knock into my skull is that playing with fire will eventually get me hurt. Burnt a couple of times, but still going for it. 

Daredevil - Not!

Idiot - More like it.

Time to get back to the books...

Round 2

Barely a month after my break and with all the holidays in between and I find myself booked for another weekend away. Woohoo!

I'm so looking forward to party in style this October with the friends made during my last trip and pick-up more hotties along the way.

It's time to also stock up on more Indo Mie supply as I can't get enough of it.
Time to start scouting around. But first, I need to nurse my hangover from the clubbing last night and also not forget to register for my next semester. Classes will be starting in a couple of weeks and I still haven't finalized on the papers I want to sign up for.

With the pimple break out now, I need to find a solution to cover it effectively and made heads turn tonight. I've become an attention seeking whore. Hopefully, this is short lived. I prefer not being noticed.
Too much attention leads to too much drama which will then cause more headache. 

Playing With Fire?

Indonesia was simply awesome - I almost enjoyed every bit of it except for Bali where it made me feel that each and every local had only one common goal; rip the foreigner. Nevertheless, I found some nice spots and good food joints that I'd like to bring him someday. 

Bali was a place I always wanted to only go with my partner, but due to reasons I went earlier. And it somehow work out for the betterment, I guess. I now know the better places to go for a nicer holiday. Kuta and Seminyak are nothing but just slumps of the island.

If I were to rate my liking for the cities that I went to, I'd list them as follow - Bandung, Jakarta and Bali. I should have holidayed and explored this country much earlier. The people there are so much nicer than the commonly constipated Malaysians. I did make some many friends along the way and met a lot of interesting characters. 

I do feel grateful for the having the trip as it made me clear up a lot of things and clear a lot of clutter along the way. Retail therapy was good and I officially declare that I speak better Indonesian than Malay. 

While having a really good time there, I do think that I somehow started playing with fire as well too. 

I got to know someone along the way and we have been keeping tab since. Its been almost three weeks now since I returned but the conversations are still on going on a steady flow. It's a whole lot scarier that I've not physically met the person.

Those who are close to me says that I'm liking him and that I'm in denial of it. Me, on the other hand, am not sure how to handle the situation. I realized this morning that I subconsciously look forward for his messages or message him first thing in the morning daily and he is always the last person I talk to everyday as well. 

All this is a feels quite scary now that I just recovered from all the drama and semester is just about to start and it somehow feels like history repeating itself.

Whatever it may be, I just hope to not get myself in the same circle once more. Time will tell. 

Til then, I'm planning for a party this October in Jakarta; the night life is pretty fun with a cheap price tag. Me gusta

Indo Me

Sweet Awesome! 

I've been long waiting for this day to arrive, but knowing me, everything was still left to the last minute. I do really doubt I could possibly go any later than this. I left office close to nine this evening and by then, I had yet to pack my bag. Luckily I changed some money yesterday, else I'd be going without any Rupiah tomorrow; just some left over USD from my previous trips.

I'm hoping it'll be nine awesome party nights, but I do have some reservations since its the fasting month right now. Talk about bad timing. Grrrr...

Nevertheless, I'm sure it'll be a feast to my eyes since I do go crazy over Indonesian hotties. It's like they have the perfect tan - well roasted nuts.Yummy!

Too late to regret not forcing myself to the gym to pump up a little, but I'm still pretty sure I'd do alright. Fingers crossed.

I better set my alarm earlier tomorrow as I've got a morning flight to catch and I don't really want to be running after my flight again. I do have a pretty good track record of running after flights and having me being called over the PA system.

Just the thought of no laptops or ringing mobile phones is making me feel so much better already. I might consider doing a phone book clean up tomorrow while flying, there are some weeds that needs cleaning up.

It's time to shop til I drop and savor some Indonesian delicacies.

Synchronized Diving

I decided to take a slight detour after visiting my grandmother in the hospital on late Monday evening to the pub just to clear my head a little. Drove me to my favourite spot and got me my regular. I was just sitting there enjoying my drink and sinking in to the live band which by the way isn't bad at all when my attention was suddenly taken by one of the screen.

They were screening men's synchronized diving. All those hard bodies and skimpy trunks. Drool to the max!

So there I was enjoying watching pairs after pairs of almost perfect proportion of male physique. Exercising my eyes to the max as well with all the well sync diving. One eye focused on each guy. Such a visual treat. Not bad for a Monday night at all.

   

     

 

It's already Wednesday and I have neither changed any currency nor packed my bags. I still have so much to do with so little time. I could make do without the luggage since shopping is the main agenda, but I've to ensure that the money has to least been changed.

Healing Wounds

It's been two months now that things ended between us. A lot has happened since with many nights of tear shedding along the process of emotional lows. 

At least I know I'm on the right track of recovery but I do admit that I'm not fully recovered just yet. It's funny how it's taking a longer period to get over someone rather than to fall in love with that person. Certain things in life just don't make much sense.

While I still do miss him occasionally and am so tempted to touch base with him, I've to constantly remind myself to not do it. He has made it very clear that he has moved on and that I need to get a grip of myself and get along with life. It always made me wonder how do some people have the ability to move on so fast in life. It's one thing I can't - prolly it's the Libra in me.

But anyways, I'm just so lucky to have some great friends who were there by my side all the time and never got tired of listening and consoling me whenever needed.

Don't want to think too much. Three more days and I'm off. Still haven't really decided on much currency to change. I hope the ringgit, which barely happens, to get stronger just so I could benefit. I might stand a better chance if i were to hope for the rupiah to drop instead. 

Time for my mask.