somewhat you can say that indonesia is supposed to be the wealthiest country in the world with all that nature's own fuel and vegetation.. however too many corruption and less of ethics make indonesia as one of the developing country.. somehow i feel really sad for my country.. well with the tragedy happen in indonesia people dont care, instead they focus on what: gossip, supernatural stuff happen (especially those dukun named ponari..) what happen to the brain of all these people..
well, people in the city like the spoiled rich kids can have what they want mostly by flips of hands. ahhaha.. it's not what you can imagine mostly, but since it's become a culture to us, nobody realize how easy life is actually..
-cleaning stuff at home= done by housemaid,
-travel to somewhere you want= driver is available full time,
-party till u get sick or CLUBs, booze, cigar (age limit=nothing,, if u look pretty)=money you get from your dad,
-when you seem to be stupid at school and you can't graduate, you can just pay through school and voila some kind of magic done and you later on graduate and smiling infront of the camera with your graduation cap on..
- the taxi here= mercedes, alphard and etc..
- when you get caught of driving recklessly by the police= put some money under your driver's license card and you're free to go.. hahah
- hooker, even she/male prostitution are out in the street= what rp50,000 (usd$1=rp 10000)
- branded stuff like (LV, Chanel &etc) = available at scertain malss with the second quality or first quality n etc for cheap price
-racing and all those you see in movies hahah seriously happens here, just around the blocks.
-dvd's, cd, mp3 of any kind are available.. cheap too
- and when you're fed up with the noise of the city, one hour ride to the hillside (puncak) gives u a taste of fresh air, just ask your parents for the keys to your villa.. (for ur info, most of families in jkt have villas in puncak or bandung)
well you see how money operates in this city.. it's like paradise of what you want.
it's crazy sometimes when you sit back and discover my city.. it's like in one of those places in novels and mvies.. however, with the standing of my blogs name realandexist.. this stuff is real..
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