My First Election

Yup, this is my first time to vote in a formal election for somebody in the governmental position. Quite a festive event for me to finally be able to join the democratic fiesta!

There were some memorable cases of this day.

The first of all, there was an sms at 00:40 WIB from an unknown number suggesting me to vote for a particular governor candidate. It was probably meant as a “Serangan Fajar”, but they forgot one crucial thing, they didn’t send me the money. What did they expect? I will do as they say for the sleep deprivation they gave me?!  Obviously, they are oblivious how inept they are at this kind of job.

Then, the paint, that purple paint on the tip of my pinkie, every Jakarta citizen pinkie. When I dipped my pinkie in, it was green colored, an odd green. I looked at the cartridge and it was purple. Bizarre! I have no idea why it was green on my pinkie, and apparently many of friends encounter the same occurrence. Of course, it doesn’t stay for long, it changed to purple after I tried to wash it. It was an interesting topic to discuss that day. Anyway, the paint was very hard to wash and it stick everywhere. Troublesome it was.

The last was about the political view. I had a different candidate in mind from my family or my friends. I didn’t like the way they explicitly discredit the candidate in my mind and endorse the candidate they support. I mean, c’mon, it’s not like you’re in the right side. These candidates were not purely good or purely evil and all they could give was promise, “words” the way the Bee Gees put it. Anyway, I shares the same candidate in mind with an Ojek, who’s the grassroots champion now, huh?!

Nice guide for this looooong holiday!

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I read this article “50 + 1 yang Seru dan Asyik dari Jakarta” on Rider’s Digest Indonesia, June 2008 edition. Bought it for IDR 20.000 (about US$ 2,20) only. It’s less expensive that the US version (US$ 2,99) which I bought in Cairo – Egypt for EG£ 34 or about IDR 60.000!

It’s not the price that I’m going to talk about, but the city or even cities! There were cities where I’ve been to, and absolutely many more that I’m going to visit. Each of my trips had its own mission. This time, I’ve just spent two whole weeks in Cairo with the same mission: taking my chances in love. Mission accomplishment: failed. It’s just like my “30 days of love seeking in Europe”: failed. Believe me, I’d fly thousands miles just to see the man I fall in love with, to take my chances.

Anyway, I’m not going…

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