First Leg : Singapore & Jakarta
For once I don't know what to write in my blog. I have so many thoughts and so many stories to tell I don't know where to start. My short trip to singapore? My ever-so briefly visit to Jakarta? Every detail, every story? All the happenings? What's new, what's hot, what's cheap and what's worth a visit?

Uniquely Singapore
I arrived in Singapore almost an hour early than what I told my parents. This is NOT one of my womble-moment, thank you very much! The STA Travel quoted it wrong in my itinerary. Went through the custom with breeze as they didn't check any of my bags.

The next day I met up with Adi and Gitti for lunch. It was so great seeing both of them again. I haven't met Gitti since my first NZMS..., boy it was ages ago! Surprisingly, she still remembers me! Being the first who meet up with Adi, that means I got her AIESEC jersey, too! Woo-hoo! We went for a lunch in some cafe in Orchard Road. Very very delicious pasta, YUM! That night, they were planning on going to watch the match between the All Blacks V Australia. I was soo gutted I couldn't come with them to watch it! It would have been so fun!

Sipo
An Indian, an Indonesian and a Hungarian in Singapore.

Afterwards Adi and I went around shopping, for half an hour before she had to dash off. Out of my half-hour shopping spree, I managed to get myself a pair of new sandal and 2 new Tshirts. Not bad, aye?

Experience Jakarta

I can't think of any other city I've lived in (in other words, Christchurch) that has so much happening in so little time. During my short visit I managed to make new friend, found good, old, long-lost friend and strengthen family ties. Second day of visit I can barely share stories to my best friend. She asked me "What's up?" and my answer was, "Nothing much. Err.. nothing, really." Yeah and that was six days ago.

Little Girl with Big Dream
Relating back to my earlier post about settling down after 2009, apparently that's an out-of-ordinary plan for most people. Since this year is our last-year people started asking, "When do you graduate? What are your plans after graduation? Are you coming back home for good? Or are you going to look for work in New Zealand?" To answer those question short I told them that I won't be settling down or coming home for good before 2009. That actually was a wrong answer, it invites a hell of a lot more questions and comments. Ranging from "What are you going to do then? Maybe "working" in Wellington, doing internship, learning Mandarin, travelling. Why? You'll be just spending your parent's money for doing those! No I won't I will find a part-time work while I'm still in New Zealand so that I could go travelling with my own money. Why don't you just come back home straight after your graduation and help your parents out with business? ...... (I didn't answer that one but actually because my life would be boring and I'm still young -- you have to seize the opportunity!)

Adapting to its lifestyle
Being in Indonesia, especially in Jakarta made me adapting to its lifestyle. Punctuality became such an issue in Jakarta. I always underestimate the traffic jam , especially when they had the power cut. You'll *literally* stuck at a traffic light for at least half an hour. Now I have new strategy to overcome this, times your travelling time by three! It works wonder.

Another thing I started to notice more is how cheap things are. Of course the first question I asked Dad when I got on to the car was, "How much does the pretol cost?" But everything else are cheap as well. Well.. it depends on where you go to eat, what kind of entertainment etc. For example in a fancy restaurant (posh by the decor -- it looks expensive) it cost around $5 for an authentic La Mian Noodle in a bowl that could feed 3 people! Of course if you have spare cash and wanted to enjoy the upper class dining out experience there are quite a few places like that all around Jakarta. Japanese food tends to price a bit more than other food , I wonder why!

Simply said, you can have a posh dining experience for NZ$30 per person at an expensive japanese restaurant or spend that 30 bucks to feed a whole army of AIESECers on lamb fried rice and ropita from the street food-seller.

Another good thing about home is you don't have to worry about anything. You have your mum and dad and your friends and other families. People take care of you. After a short while taking care of the Local Committee I guess I see this as my break from responsibility. And I am enjoying it at the moment.


Me, my friends and my family
When I'm home there are several group of people that I just HAVE TO see. First, my cousins. Second, my best friends from high school. Third, my old friends from primary school. Apparently seven days are not enough to spend time with all of them.

Apparently the damily relationship between me and Albert, my cousin's cousin has been a bit weird for as long as we know. I knew him since I was young- I used to argue a lot because I thought he's just an annoying spoiled little brat. Now, we still argue a lot -- just because we can't let each other off the hook without giving each other a hard time. I personally didn't think that I was arguing. I would say it's just some innocent smart-arse comments. Like some of you might know.. ;p

Well I think the relationship gets a bit better these days. There are times where we could talk in a more mature and humane manner and times where he could be (or at least try to be) a gentleman. We are not as barbaric as we were before. I am better at defending myself (Thanks for the long smart-arse-commenting technique that I've been practicing all year round!)

I spent quite a lot of time with my cousin as well.. and her boyfriend. We only met on my second day in Jakarta and by the end of my visit he started ganging up on me, too! How dare he! :p As you read you must thought that we are such a lovely and friendly bunch. We are! I kid you not!

The long-lost friend
Today, as always, I had a mini reunion with my primary school friends. We started talking about our other friends, how and where they are now. I was surprisingly glad that one of our bestest mutual friends, Oscar, is still alive and kicking! It has been ages since the last I heard from him and desperately wnated to know if he's still around (and still remember us!). He's alive and well, still with his long-term girlfriend and started being an entrepreneur. Very well done!

There are so much more happenings and I can't tell everything in great details. I will write a novel instead. In conclusion, my trip has been awesome! I got a lot of experience in such a shortperiod of time. Managed to meet most of the people I should (and want to) meet. Done almost everything I wanted to do. Eaten almost everything I wanted to eat. My next post should be blabbing about India and IC. We'll see if its length beats this one. :)


Three half and a bit
I'm flying in , roughly, four hours time. I am so excited! The thought of seeing my parents, my friends and Adi, Abhi and HD is thrilling!

I haven't finished packing yet. Oh, dear.. so many things to be done. I don't think I could carry my own bag. It's sooo heavy. The 42 below will add to it. Ow, I haven't ordered a taxi yet. So little time so much to do, and so much excitement! See you in Singapore / India!

Give Blood, Save life!
Today, the people from New Zealand Blood Service came to the University. Nick, Seetal and I went there to give blood and save lives! All went smoothly until I sat on the donor seat and the nurse lady tried to find my vein. She put pressure cuff around my left arm to make the vein stands out. However, she still couldn't see it and ask for help from other nurse. This is the point where I started to worry. This is not the first time it happened though, I do have a deep vein, and it caused a bit of trouble as well the last time I donate blood. After a while, she jabbed the needle into my arm but nothing came out of it. She wiggle it around gently to find my vein. I was holding back the pain although my eyes started to get watery.

So.., it failed. But I was still as keen as a bean. I decided to put my right arm forward.

She couldn't find the vein there either. The other nurse said, "Well, if you're keen we can try." Hmm, on second thought, maybe not. I thanked the lady and told to leave it for today. I can't imagine how my life would be with two bung arms. Although I didn't give blood and haven't saved life yet, I still get the cookies and a glass of Milo, though hehehe =)

I will try after I get back to India. I will take Antony with me next time before he goes back. I hope they don't reject me because I travelled overseas before donating blood. *fingers crossed for that*