Random Shallow Thoughts, Part 10.
Citra Pariwara: Where to go if you wanna see a bunch of swaggering hipper-than-thou types patting themselves on the back.
Posessive Indonesian men are nothing but pathetic insecure mamaboys. But again, if you dig guys like that, thats your problem.
Multitasking is deeply underrated.
A restroom is definitely not the place to make any sort of introductions. No exceptions.
Whenever you ask why something isn’t done a certain way, usually its because someone tried it before and it wasn’t financially viable.
Some things are one-of-a-kind because there is simply no demand for two of them.
The Worst Dinner Party Ever #14: Michael Stipe, Eric Clapton, Natalie Merchant, Sinead 'o Connor, Moby. Throw in a couple of Indonesian guitar-strumming budayawans in the mix, and I'd seriously start looking for a very high bridge to jump off.
Typical Responses You Receive if You Are Idiotic Enough to Tell People You Design Clothing for a Living, #24: The Pribumi Response: “Sering show?”. The Chinese Response: “Sudah ekspor?”.
And if you dare answer “no” to either of those questions, prepare for the pitiful “Ooo.. belum ‘kali ya..” expression. So help you God.
Men who prefer polished unscuffed leather are the equivalent to women who prefer small noisy dogs.
One night in 1997, I conversed for two hours on ICQ with someone who turned out to be, quite literally, the girl *right *next *door. Thank God I didn’t say I was tall, dark, and handsome.
When I saw “The Last Samurai”, every time Taka came on screen, I was actually too stunned to breathe. Anne Hathaway has the same effect, lately.
My siblings’ names are Juanita Amanda and Juarez Armando. And my name is Rinaldo Adrian (okay, stop laughing). How did three Javanese kids born in the late sixties from Bandung end up with telenovela names? No bloody idea, mate. No bloody idea.
I’ll do my best to not do another duku reference. I’m working on another fruit as we speak.
You know you’re a “Bule with a Mission” if your idea of labour dispute resolution is to hold hands with the employees and sing “We are the World”.
If you do not make the effort to make people laugh while being sarcastic, don't bother being sarcastic.
Signs its DEFINITELY the wrong oh so wrong band, #46: They play that Georgy Pordgy song. That plopping sound you hear is your brain oozing out of your ear. God have mercy on your soul and eardrums.
In Indonesia, its perfectly acceptable to call yourself a lawyer when in fact you are just a legal clerk.
One of the most annoying excuses I have ever heard is "maksud gue kan baek". The road to hell is paved with "maksud gue kan baek".
If I ever form a band, I'm gonna call it “Tiko McTiko & The Boseco's”. And we'd perform wearing Pegawai Negeri Sipil uniforms. Ehehehehehe....
Hey, c'mon... that was a good one and you know it. :P
Sometimes you come across a woman who informs you that she doesn't like your designs. And after taking a look at how she dresses, you go “Hallelujah, thank yeeww, Laaawd!!”.
I exchanged words with Johnny Depp when I was in highschool. If I knew he was gonna be as famous as he is now, I would have kept the photograph.
If you knew my hairstyle back then, you would fully understand why I didn't keep it. Think Billy Ray Cyrus.
My personal dressing style? I think of myself as a character in a Tom Clancy novel. So no, you won't ever find me wearing a distro t-shirt, sagging jeans, and funky sneakers. Ever.
Yes, I am fully aware that Tom Clancy characters do not wear meteran penjahit to work. If you have a problem with that, perhaps you would like to settle it outside. No? I thought so.
“Steak tetangga selalu lebih juicy.” - Maria Francisco
The next time you say “man, I coulda done that!”, just keep this in mind: You didn't.
Isn't it amusing how the same people who complain about the air quality in Jakarta also pay good money to voluntarily inhale toxic fumes directly into their dijon-mustard-crusty slime-yellow nicotined lungs?
But I still think the best part of a party is where the smokers hang out.
The last time I checked, the majority of adult women from Tasik to Telluride have children. If so, then why do so many mothers walk around exuding a superior sense of “accomplishment”?
“lu ngga bisa ngomong gitu, yan… lu ngga akan ngerti sebelum punya anak sendiri, yan...” Well, until my kid wins the Nobel Peace Prize…
There is always somebody worse off than you are. And probably deserved it less, too.
Live to work. Don't work to live. If there is a recipe to happiness, that is definitely one of them.
“Yeah, try telling that to someone on UMR, you moron.”
You know the type of guys that women refer to as "well, he is actually a nice guy once you get to know him better."? Well, I ain't one of those guys.
Jaimness is next to Godliness.

* My friend thought mamaboys fit me better coz i'm a control freak.
* You told a chinese girl once that you were on discussion for possibility for exporting your old label one (me)
* My next door ICQ guy took me out for Japanese food in Melawai (yummy)
* Your mama watched too many telenovelas ... kayaknya.
Posted by: Indahwati | June 5, 2007 08:32 AM
Anne Hathaway..... oh the princess diaries memang bagus :)
Posted by: Lilianti | August 10, 2007 12:39 AM