I ran away to Lombok last weekend. Someone I have been chatting to for ages from Malaysia came to meet me. He was OK but I wanted to be alone after we had done it. Ate dinner at Square which was very pleasant. Ended up telling Ade I was in Lombok. We had words by sms. We seem to be fighting all the time now. The weekend in Lombok was the first time I have had sex for over a week too. No more visitors to Yoyo’s. I have sacked my gardener/driver as he was Aron’s friend and Aron isn’t welcome anymore. I think that maybe these two were behind all the shit at the mosque I mentioned earlier. Ade is coming from Bali to stay. Not sure how that will go. I wonder how long he will stay this time? I have lost all motivation for swimming and going to the gym. I went out in Lombok. My Malaysian friend came with Achand and Wafer. It was awful. The place was full of smoke. The music was shitty. I didn’t enjoy it at all. Walked out and went back to the hotel. Slept with no action from my Malaysian friend! Had to leave early the next morning and do the bloody taxi trip across Lombok. Arrived at Kayangan to find the company boat was not working and I had to take the public ferry! They had arranged for a bus to pick people up at the other end. I arranged for my car to be brought to pick me up. So it was a long trip home. Have been staying at Yoyo’s quite a bit. There has been no Internet there the last two nights. School continues to be just as shitty as ever. I really don’t know how I will make it in this place till June next year.
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My CV Is Being Blitzed Into Cyberspace As I Write This Blog
Published October 27, 2009 Uncategorized 1 CommentI have finally got off my arse and started sending my CV around to find another job. I am determined to find a well paying job in a school I like the look of. Indonesia is my first choice but as the week progresses I think – why? Oliver and I can probably go anywhere. My friend has written an eBook for people wishing to teach internationally and I am using it to find schools. Thanks Bruce. Follow the link here: http://techtalk.cyberbali.com/?p=26 to read about the author and buy the book. Angola has come up as a destination and yes I would even go that far away. The shit that happened at the weekend doesn’t seem to have gone any further other than one person who used to visit says he cannot see me for a while. Maybe he was behind it. I am really fucking angry when I think about. How dare anyone tell me WHO I have at my house and WHAT I do. Fuck you!
Work becomes more bizarre daily – most of the stuff comes from the new principal. For sure he will go under. You cannot be as incompetent as this person and continue to run a school. My personal life is in chaos too. I am still angry with Ade. I could actually lose my job or be run out of the country. Last weekend was spent dealing with Ade’s lies and being in Lombok. This weekend I have spent worrying about a message I got from the person who runs the place where I live. Apparently I was the topic of a conversation at the local mosque about the more than usual traffic at my house. Shit. She recommended I stay in townsite and curb the visitors. I stayed in townsite on Saturday night for the first time ever. I have been a very silly boy I think. That’s it. There will be no more people coming to Yoyo’s. This has to have come from someone who works here. Or someone who has been here and is pissed off. Shit. Shit Shit… I have spent the whole weekend worrying myself sick. Yesterday I tried to forget it as Jan, Andrew, Oliver and I went to Bungin Island to take photographs but I couldn’t stop the possible ramifications of this from swirling round in my head. I hate to lie. But I will to get out of this one if I need to. Yeah I have a few visitors. They come to learn English. Just like I do in Maluk on Tuesday evenings.
My partner went to Lombok with some Dutch guy last weekend. He didn’t tell me anything about it and pretended he was at home in Bali. He lied when I confronted him with what he was doing in Lombok. He chose the wrong hotel to stay at. I know the owner and his partner of the place they stayed and another good friend saw them there and told me. We have an open relationship which means casual sex. To spend a weekend with someone, fly together, eat meals together and all that shit isn’t casual sex. I was fucking furious about that and the fact that he kept on lying about things. I am also a bit disappointed in him too because he knew I knew the truth but he kept on telling lies. So I was single for a few days. I gave him a really hard time but couldn’t ignore him. I wish I could have actually. He is doing this for money he says. That I don’t like very much either. He is turning into a money boy? I give him money for things but I am reluctant now after all that happened last weekend. He also has a visa application in so he can visit Australia with us. It’s becoming protracted as he told me last night the embassy are asking for other documents. He is supposed to come to Sumbawa after the visa is done. But I don’t want him here at the moment. Is he telling the truth? Trust is a big issue. If you don’t trust someone should you stay with them?
Yahoo…it’s nearly the weekend. I love Friday afternoons because I know I have two days to relax. Will spend a lot of time preparing my CV and cover letters to apply for another job. I can’t stay here any longer. I have to move on. I love living at Yoyo’s but my school is a nightmare of unprofessionalism. As I have probably said before: I have stayed working here too long as it is. Time to pack up and go. I will apply for jobs everywhere. Indonesia is my first preference but any where in Asia will be fine.
Same shit at school (I so want to leave this place). Alcohol looms large in my life still, but last night I had an alcohol free evening. One of my favourite sex buddies has left for Bima so I won’t get to play with him anymore. Am going to write a gay guide to Indonesia. Let’s hope I get to stay long enough in this country to finish writing it. I certainly need to do a lot more research for it. Had a slight medical problem of a social kind which I contracted doing research – you could say. I probably shouldn’t advertise that across the Internet. Have decided to spend most time at Yoyo’s. I will sleep where I decide. I think I have ranted about this before. Our Christmas break looks like being only three and a half weeks. Fuck off. I think I feel a massive headache coming on around that time.
Times flies. It’s ages since my last post. The trip back to Sumbawa was long and gruelling. I broke it by spending a VERY indulgent night in Lombok at the Sheraton. We haven’t stayed there for ages and it was SO NICE and I don’t give a fuck how much it was. I love the beds….they are so comfortable and the sheets so soft….aaaaahhhhh. My friend Achand came to see Oliver and me and Wafer came too. I made it clear to Achand that Wafer couldn’t stay. I am afraid he is another example of a handsome man but hopeless in bed. Later this guy called Noaky, who I have been chatting to in Facebook for a while, came to meet me. He was nice. I suppose it’s too much information when I say we did it in the bathroom in front of the huge mirror there? Next morning had breakfast with Jan, who came to the hotel. Did some shopping at Mataram Mall and had a fairly smooth journey back to Sumbawa. Irwan, the new driver got a erratic with his driving in Taliwang, so I drove for a bit. We got home safely before dark and I spent the rest of the evening getting drunk and unpacking. I have been drinking so much lately it worries me… I really need to get back into the routine of not drinking during the week. I didn’t even do that for very long…. I swam tonight too, but only ten laps. The two day workshop has been OK and I have been very positive and nice to everyone… If only they knew – I felt like punching some of them in the face…
Woke this morning to messages that Nelly, Oliver’s mum could meet us today and do the letter at the consulate. So that’s what I spent the morning doing. We met her outside the Australian Consulate and she made a statutory declaration that says she gives consent for me to take Oliver out of Indonesia at anytime until he is 18 years old in both English and Indonesian! I thought that this was what was on file at the embassy when I had hassles with the second visa application in 2007. There is something on file because they said they would grant this visa. But the statutory declaration is stronger and it’s done now. I have the original document and now every time I do the visa I know I will not have a problem. The consulate is so security enhanced it was like something from a science fiction film – unbelievable! The lady I bagged yesterday was actually quite pleasant and helpful when the three of us turned up at the counter. Oliver’s passport was ready to collect today but I will get it on Monday from the visa centre. So it has been a productive day. It was nice to see Oliver with his mum. The first time she saw him she was quite cool about it. But today she seemed really happy to see him and I felt good. We took some pictures too. How sweet. She told me about her husband…where he works, his name etc. This was all a big secret before. She is still petrified of him finding out about Oliver, but he will one day. She should just tell him everything. You can’t keep secrets like that… I now know that getting legal custody of Oliver is VITAL! I must make this my goal over the next few months. I have to do it before I Indonesia if that is what is going to happen. It was reassuring to find out that Nelly is not leaving for Australia to live as I previously thought, as her husband will work here for another two years. I also learnt today that Nelly isn’t her real name. I have a photocopy of her KTP too from the consulate…so it was a very positive and productive day all in all.
The Australian Consulate In Bali Is Staffed By…Yes Stop Me Before I Get Arrested!
Published September 24, 2009 Uncategorized Leave a CommentDid the form. Got all the documents I usually provide. Did the taxi ride to the visa centre. It was all relatively painless actually. Decided to walk from the villa to Discovery Mall, which is a fucking long way. Was feeling quite at peace with the world for the first time since being on holiday. Shit the sun was out too… Then my phone rang. Some dizzy bitch from the Australian Consulate! We can’t grant a visa because he is under 18 and there is no letter of permission from his mother. I got really angry. This is his fourth application. We did the letter thing after all the hassles with the second application. Oliver’s mother went to the Australian Consulate and did a letter giving permission to take him out of the country anytime. This stupid cow on the phone started going on about there being nothing on file and maybe the paperwork has gone to Australia and I would have to redo the letter, so I ordered her to get in touch with the embassy in Jakarta as that’s where the paperwork must be. I don’t have a copy of the letter and I should have. Meanwhile I tried to contact Oliver’s mother. Luckily she is still in Bali. So through my friend I have organised to go to the consulate tomorrow or Monday and do another letter. I will keep this one. I rang the consulate back and miracle of miracles, got to speak to the same person who had rang me. She actually said she had cited the letter and would grant the visa but recommended I still come in with Oliver’s mother and do another letter. It will be good for Oliver to see her again and I will take a photo of him with her for posterity sake too. So I suppose the whole thing has a positive twist to it after all. I really need to do something about legal custody too. I can’t sit on my bum about that any more.
My new Mac has scratches on it because I put it in my bag the other day and it must of rubbed against something. Bought a bag for it. I didn’t wake up till nearly 11 today! Ade has been away all day at his place doing stuff. Went with Oliver to make a photo for his visa application after having brunch/lunch. We took Ade’s motorbike thank god. The traffic is horrendous and at least on a bike you can zoom past all the cars. The first photo place we went to didn’t take photographs so we ended up at Kuta Square at a place that did. Then we went to Discovery Mall where Oliver played at the Timezone place while I shopped. Wasn’t in the mood as Mum sent me a message about Telstra – the phone company in Australia who have sent me another bill that looks like they are charging me for not paying on time. Even though I paid them $230 the bill is over $700 still. It doesn’t make any sense. It’s a huge mess and I will have to call them again when I get back to Sumbawa. They are fuckers that’s for sure. There has been no sun in Bali since we arrived and that’s really pissing me off. Tomorrow I have to get off my arse and take Oliver’s visa application in. I am still depressed, unmotivated and gloomy. I feel like going out every night and drinking myself stupid and fucking anything that moves. There is one bright spot and this surprises me – Ade and I are having fairly spectacular sex. It has always been nice but just fairly ordinary… he has always seemed to want to get it over with as quickly as possible. But the last few nights it has been different. We have always liked to cuddle and we sleep wrapped together. He is the only person I can do this with. Anyway enough of that. I do not want to go back to work and the thought of that really bothers me. I am scared about what I will do. It’s like I have this cavalier attitude and I don’t give a fuck. That’s dangerous. People don’t really know me. Maybe it’s time to show them.
