Nutty Chocolate sauce

Chocolate sauce is nice ^_^. But the nuts aren't. To me anyway.

Jakarta was fun. Especially since Jiejie Jennifer was there to take me shopping. Wheeee....

I'm glad to be home, really. But I hate the nuts -_-

Nut 1: E Lit assignment. (Ms Teng, I love you. Muax to Ms Foo)

Nut 2: C Lit. Ok, this one's not so bad.

But besides these, I had a nice break ^_^

I complain a lot, don't I? Haha...

Jakarta is one extreme place. Its not unusual for a restaurant there to have indoor waterfalls (mark the "s"), for hotels to have huge swimming pools and gyms and rooms(Novotel! It rawks. And I stayed there! Whooo... can't believe how luxurious it is), and for 16 year olds to have their own cars. Neither is it uncommon for children as young as 5 to be lying on the streets, going from car to car with an open palm at a traffic junction, for beggars to be sleeping in the dark corners outside a large, waterfront estate with speedboats parked in the backyard.

I will never get used to it.

Poverty and wealth are neighbours. One extends an empty hand, the other flings money away like nobody's business. How did things get this way?

The security there is pretty tight too. Every time I step back into my hotel I have to undergo a security check. The room card is required before one can enter the corridors. And you see police or military personnel almost everywhere. I suppose it's good, but its still a little unerving to some degree.

The Indonesians are nice, softspoken people. It's much nicer shopping there then in Shang Hai. You don't feel the stress or the agressiveness of the people. And they're usually wearing a smile. But that's not all...

The hospitality of the Indonesian Chinese (or at least those I met) is... scary. Ok, maybe not scary, but something I am certainly not accustomed to. I know my mom's a client, but the boss of the printing company actually paid for our 4 day stay at Novotel, and took us out for dinner twice, plus the company's driver was always ferrying us around. Jiejie Jennifer, who works at the company, kept trying to pay for some the things we bought, like the $32 layer cake my mom bought, plus a few other things here and there -_- I don't know whether that's how they operate, but I was really uncomfortable at times. I shall suggest to my mom that if we ever go to Jakarta again, we shall not let them know...

Oh and they love seafood. That's bad. I don't like it! But they brought us out to a restaurant famous for SEAFOOD and I felt so BAD!!! Sigh... -_-"""""""

It's true. Noone likes the idea of depending totally on another. Which may be why some find the perfect love of God so hard to accept.

Mom's going back to Jakarta in early April. Good luck to her. But this time its for business, so it mightn' be so bad. Plus three colleagues are going with her, so at least the hospitality will be diluted (hoho.)

Got to go catch up with CCA matters and what not. Oh well....

I wish time wouldn't go. But that's what life on terra firma is bound by.