De' Excelso

Last weekend was pretty awesome. I went to Erasmus Huis to have my Dutch class, as usual, to where I found that only two other classmates attended it. That made us have to talk more in the class in a conversation. And however I'm good at the Dutch grammar or writing, my speaking skill sucks. When I couldn't find the Dutch word of "Thursday" (yeah, Thursday; a must have known word -- taught in the very beginning of the basic level), Mevrouw Anneke started to scream frustratingly, "Carlaaaaaa, you're going to Jakarta next month and you still can't speak Dutch well!!!!"--to which I answered nothing but some giggles.

Anyway, I'm still better than Ana. Ppphhhttt, ask me excuses, I'm the master. :P

After the class, I still had to do my Speaking and Listening midtest (alone) as the result of my so-many-times-skipping-classes irresponsible behaviour. I did the Grammar and Writing test last week so it didn't take long. I think I did pretty OK in the listening test. I missed the meaning of the tenth question, though, which I figured out what when I had the Speaking test later on. But I didn't do many mistakes... Speaking test was OK, too. I didn't know what magazine was in Dutch, so basically it was the only mistake I made in Speaking. :P

It ended at 12. I remembered I promised my friends to meet up at de' Excelso at 1 p.m. cause the cafe is having a big promotion of "free drinks with a minimum order of Rp 75,000" paid with HSBC card. So I thought I still had an hour to go. I walked down the stairs to Shierly's place, CDU, and borrowed the computer there to download the picture of Montana, Ken's dog, as I promised him to make a logo for his business. I met him on YM so we chatted for a while....

... which made me quite smiley the rest of the day... :)

Anyway... it appeared that it was a very very very very very VERY wrong decision to not go to de' Excelso right away after my Dutch class. When I arrived there, almost all food that my friends ordered have gone away to their stomach and innocent me didn't bother about THAT as I was ordering something else. What I forgot to speculate was there were 6 people sitting around the table, including me, and that the custom of people working at Excellogix was SHARING a little bit of each other's food. Missing those most important facts of Excellogix table manner before ordering, I stupidly ordered a very small yet veeeery delicate most delicious Macaroni Schotel.

When it arrived, my macaroni schotel was shared (with a verbal force by those beloved workmates) and I began to look at them AND my macaroni schotel AND them AND macaroni schotel.... helplessly.

Anton: Hmmm... It tastes nice! (Oh-uh)
Jus: Wow, I like it!!! -- while taking the second spoonful of it into her mouth. (Noooo!!!)
Yendy: It's great, La! (uh.. yeah.. I know, please look at my eyes and have some mercy)
Bo: YAY! Enak enak... (BO, STOP EATING IT!!!)
Vanie: Yummy... I guess you are the loser here, La.. Cause we all took your food while you didn't get any bit of taste of ours. Hahahaha.... (Geezhh... Thanks, Van!)

THAT left me with a damn QUARTER of the already-originally-small Macaroni Schotel!!! *sob sob* And there.. they were just sitting and laughing at my unfortunate state.

I was hungry afterwards. But I thought I'd eat some more food at home anyway, so I tried to make it up with the free drinks. So I ordered:

1. a cup of Capuccino Toraja (they gave me the wrong one apparently, instead of cappucino, they served the strong type of Torajan coffee.)
2. a cup of Mega Mocha Shake (also coffee with some mocha taste)
3. a cup of Capuccino on the Rocks
4. a cup of hot chocolate.

That didn't help my empty stomach. Instead it made it bloated with air and everybody was feeling like farting, but could hardly... in that open, full-of-people mall.

I just wanted to go home and lie down on my bed and FART. But Yendy and Vanie suggested to go to some counters after sitting for 5 hours at de' Excelso. *sob sob*

Vanie took me home, thanks God. Then I wouldn't have to wait longer to be embraced by my soft bed and pillows in my lovely room. But when I arrived, the plan to eat some of mom-made dinner didn't work out for my stomach felt so weird that I couldn't think of anything but bed and toilet, bed and toilet, bed and toilet.

So well... it didn't come out as lucky as the offer sounded. Maybe it would be so much different if Desperados had the offer, instead of de' Excelso.