"Indonesians, the most polite and friendly chaps I've ever met!!"

This blog is dedicated to my long awaited written complains about Indonesians. Although, this post might taint my reputation as a self-proclaimed nasionalist the idealist part of my soul insist to keep pouring on the iritation that has long wonder in my Ariesian schematic mind map.

Today, I had this gathering at UQ for the Indonesian community who lives in Brisbane with the addition of some top notch Indonesian officials (at least in Brisbane's standards which as you know is not that grande of a status). The event was just like any another event organized by Indonesian for their fellow countrymen. Culture with the Saman dance (a well known Aceh tradition which was beautifully performed) and what else but the stereotypical cliche music set (also a good performance from an award-winning Indonesian student band). This was followed by some Aussie exchange student doing the lame out- dated orang bule speaking funny Indonesian which was greeted by the applause and laughter from the inferior feudalistic psyche of the crowds.

After the show there was a feast and this is where the bad part of our often boasted 18,108 island inhabitors shows.

I'd like to list a few thing for my respectable Indonesian counterparts in case they've might not learn this before:

• Queuing means getting in line behind the person in front of you. Emphasis on the bold italic words. It's not beside or in front its behind the person.
• Garbage bins are not for aesthesic purposes, it actually serves as functional tool to store your waste (plastic, paper, aluminium, etc).
• If you have done a clumsy mistake such as spilling food or drinks on the floor please be kind enough to obtain a tissue and clean it. Not because Indonesians make very good (not to mention cheap) servants but as a courtesy to keep the place look representable.
• There are two words (both available in the English and Indonesian vocabulary) : thank you (terima kasih) and excuse me (permisi) which can be used in social settings.
• The matter of fact that you may have difficulty reading English does'nt means that a "do not eat in this room" sign justifies you from eating in that room. There's a drawing picturing food being crossed out for God's sake and don't tell me you can't read that either.

Oh, i'm so tired of you people.

But hey, what the fun of living the organized boring Aussie life. Instead, let's bring the Jakartanian way of life right here down under mates!