well... always hard to make a change, just like how to stay the same

Well, yeah, it was Urbanfest’08 last weekend, and I was there on Saturday. It was fifteen minutes in hell. Hahahah. Literally. Because the sun was striking right towards us and it was four-something p.m. and it was somewhere near the bay, so I guess I need not explaining any longer.

We spent more time on the road, though. Jakarta road is being mooooooore pain in the ass.

Didit the good driver

Synta the co-driver

Shery & Kak Pepi the cheerleaders

And last night Vincent Vega did a launching for their first album: ”Always Hard to Make A Change Just Like How to Stay the Same”. It was a nice stage, nice visualization (much better than Winamp’s for sure), all in all, it was soooo Vincent Vega—which means they succeed, for it was their own stage.

Don’t expect any pictures of Vincent Vega members, because seeing this madame (and knowing that she went to the same college as I do now) freaked me damn much last night.

Thee-hee… Dita “Santamonica”

And.. yeah, I had a haircut. A rather extreme one.

- synta @ 2008-06-30 / 8:21 a.m.

so you're fantastic, huh?

So, here’s my definition of a reliable cellphone service provider:

It has to be able to make me reachable—anytime, anywhere; because that’s simply my whole point of having a cellphone.

It has to be completely honest. Meaning when I reload it with an idr 100k voucher it will have a 100k credits—no suddenly surprising cut in the middle of the month.

I don’t give a damn for promotions whatsoever. What’s the point of promoting cheap call rate when your consumers turn out to be barely able to make or receive calls then? Fuck, I thought everything goes around consumer satisfaction as a prime priority but I guess I’m just totally wrong.

Hey, what the hell happened to professionalism in this country?

I mean, me and that whole cellphone service was one thing, while yesterday, dealing with people from one particular TV station absolutely screwed my whole day. Fuck the needing fact—I don’t really care much about who-needs-who—but can’t you simply obey the basic rule of making appointment? Let me tell you—in case you went to schools with no punishment for students who show up 3 hours late—not everybody has leisure, adjustable schedule for their days. If you got it then good for you, I salute you for that. But this is not just about you, dumbass.

I might not be the number one person in terms of social life, I might not have a long list of best friends—or friends; but at least I know how to respect other people: it is to not treat others in ways you don’t want to be treated.

Fuck, now I wish I would forever be undergrad student….
*cross fingers*

On a less-tensed note, here. It’s the album with pictures of These R Fake!!’s appearance in Prambors Ngamen.

- synta @ 2008-06-27 / 12:14 p.m.

needing final stop

Why putting the blame on me—because I want everything to go my way? Or because you simply don’t want to be blamed over something you made me—unwillingly—sacrificing myself for?

I hate this bucket of emotion I’m sinking myself into. It has to go somewhere. It might be useful there.

For fuck’s sake—I haven’t even had my breakfast.

…
Hargh.

- synta @ 2008-06-25 / 7:49 a.m.

a state of mind where i could be speechless

I’m feeling kinda pop-ish lately and 081322248889 won’t stop attempting to make video calls with me. I once answered it and straightly gave my phone to him, and the next noon his number still appeared on my phone’s display. What a freak.

Anyway, aside from that freaky thing, I’m feeling over-passionate towards Dragon Ball recently. Like spending most of my childhood dreaming about Bezita wasn’t enough. This evening was his and my third time visiting a comic library with a stack of the series covering our tables these two weeks. And it went nothing but better than how my memory could ever recalled. Oh my, oh my….

And aside from the fact that I mentioned him two paragraphs ago…

Oh well, let’s just put it this way:
There were My Favorite Mistake and Cannonball, now there’s Oxygen.

That’s just how simple I could ever put it in a way. Well, in reality it isn’t that simple, of course, but in some ways it goes along with my description.

And why am I trying to explain this? It’s not like anyone’s interested in paying any more attention, anyway.

I’ve got to stop battling myself about this and start focusing my mind onto:

GME

Assistant Secretary

holiday jobs

skill upgrading

reading books again…

and These R Fake!!, of course
As soon as possible. P-o-s-s-i-b-l-e.

- synta @ 2008-06-24 / 10:50 p.m.

should i give up, or should i just keep chasing pavement?

Do you expect to be a person with a huge sense of acceptance for being inferior?

I was always the best at whatever I involved myself on—either by purpose or just naturally—and now I think my whole world is about to experience a major crash for having to deal with the feeling of being a loser everytime people compare myself to one particular person—who is currently the closest person to me—in every aspect. You name it, academically, socially, physically… every-freaking-aspect.

And it is absolutely not a pleasant thing to feel. It is the worst feeling in the whole word, in fact–to be a loser.

Great, now I just discovered my weakest point and shared it with the rest of the world. How vulnerable.

- synta @ 2008-06-08 / 4:36 p.m.

yes, i know you're tattooed on my mind, you're tattooed

Yesterday was my last class. Well, it wasn’t really a class since all we did was just cutting two multiplex sheets into five 85 cm x 50 cm pieces. What made it felt a lot like class was the fact that our depressing chain of finals was actually ended on Wednesday and yet we’d still had to go to campus to do something related to the academic thingies on Friday. That sucks.

Okay, well, it’s over, anyway. Now the praying-hard-for-a-good-GPA time begins.

Anyway, as clearly seen and stated, the video on my previous post was taken from the second selection phase of L.A. Lights Indiefest 2008. Not much to say, actually. Here is the complete list of the bands who also got video-taped.

I’m thinking about trading my 30 GB black iPod Video and my 7390 (still don’t know about reselling this one, though, since it was my parents who bought it for me last year, not me, not my money) for a Samsung i450. Just realized how wasting time having to do too much electrical-recharging in a day, not to mention that recharging myself sufficiently is also a challenging thing to do itself.

WDYT?

- synta @ 2008-06-07 / 7:36 a.m.

you wouldn't know how powerful your prayer would affect others

- synta @ 2008-06-06 / 7:23 a.m.