i've got sunshine in my life

hellooooooooo gay blog..

who the hell says hello to their blog??

hahaha..

anyway.. i love my new job.. seriously..

its the first job i actually wake up early for..

I NEVER WOKE UP ON TIME EVEN FOR SCHOOL..

ok here are my reasons..

1. its near by my house..
2. i can skate to work..
3. the food there is dam nice
4. i've reunited with pri school friends
5. i dont have to call people sir or what ever fuck shit..
6. I DONT NEED TO SWEEP THE FLOOR
7. I DONT NEED TO WASH DISHES
8. the title chef sam sounds really cool and kinky.
9. i get to wear new era caps to work
10. ho ho ho.. the out fit is great.
11. the money is greater!
12. the fruit punch is amazing.
13. and so far, the people there are not bad..
14. 13 is an unlucky number so this is my 14th reason. =D

ok.. so yesterday i realised i wasted 3 yrs of my life learning abt structural ANAL-a-lysis.. mostly everyone in the kitchen there started work as trainee chefs immediately after sec sch.. gaah.. i could have accomplished so much more..

but i guess, it wasnt totally a waste.. i guess... bleach..

and i got my jacket back.. finally..



here are le-tangerine-pigeonss.. and sexy ass donna..

sp skate club..

sp has turned into a skate park

ramps.. rails.. a box.. man.. just yr very own skate park..

suddenly it all takes place after i've gone..

it was really just good fun today.. like even though the weather was a bitch at first

it turned out swell..

i think i'm meant to be a goofy instead of regular..

and i need to learn to launch dammit.. it looks so fun to be flying.. like shit it was so high and u're just free falling..

i need more balls..

pray it doesnt rain today.. i wanna try a backside salad..



u see its so funny..

new yr ones all try to act so cool..

like they are really the bad ass idiots.. standing around judging u.. expecting u to do smth really cool..

i mean seriously.. its a dam cca.. i'm going there to have fun.. i dont give a shit if u think i'm lousy..

cause seriously, from all the people there, in the skate club only raj ayed and i can actually do shit.. by that i mean have the basics nailed.. and ken and ky too.. though they arnt from the sch or what la.. but i mean standing around giving me the who the fuck are u face is just pure pleasure to me.. but oh well..



le tangerine pigeons.. with our newest edition romke/gay

the deal with gay

ok.. i've been saying gay alot more than usual..

i'm not gay.. haha..

today was one of those do nth hang out and take pics in the toilet with yur friends day..

now zach, adam,ky and i did what girls do in the toilet..

snap gay pics of our selfs..

i can tell they liked it though they kept complaining.. haha..


so the virus in me is dying i'm sure.. and i'm tml is my job interview..

i cant wait to start.. and i get my big chef hat! woot woot.. haha..


HO HO HOO!

spastic faces and random peeing man..

i dont understand what adam keeps staring at..

lao pok 3 headed indian god..

look at my manly chest baby..

gayness galore!!

i like this one..

people should stop asking so many questions.. its annoying..

CHICOS AND CHALEYS HERE I COME!!

sams anatomy

ok i still feel like crap..

i slept at 3am yesterday.. woke up at 6pm this evening.. slept again at 9pm to wake up at 1 am..

talk abt hibernation.. haha

anyway.. suddenly more and more people i know are coming down with this..


ky, sa, gay joy and who ever else are sick..


so simple way to protect yur self..

if u have a cold, DO NOT TOUCH YUR EYES..

flush em out with eye drops if they are itchy..

i wanna become fat and bald so i can intimidate people..


2 sams?

Viral conjunctivitis

ughh.. i feel so fucked up..

yesterday my head wanted to explode..

it was so bad i wanted to run straight into a wall..

went to the doc and he gave me an injection in my ass for me to sleep..

the chill spells just never stop and i dont have my bloody jacket..

so today i went to the hospital again.. and the doc said i have Viral conjunctivitis..

like wtf is that.. some gay eye infection spread by the common cold..

must have got it from some kid..

i feel so fucked up and weak..

i guess the only good thing going for me is that i've finally learnt the B minor chord on the guit..

this is killing my mood for everything.. my body hurts so much.. and i'm afraid of puking.. if i have one fear besides deep water and bees, its vomiting..


alvin in action.. or as he likes to call him self ALVINO..

its really funny to put mr holland romke with alvin in the same room.. one has a very strong american slang.. one is an ah beng..

never mix dvds and vcds together..

hello..

somethings just dont go together..

like fire and glue..

vodka and star fruit..

steel and cotton..

nose hair and cable modems..

dragons and hamsters..

just like that.. two groups of friends should not be mixed..

its just weird..

and i noticed i behave differently around different people.. i could go around saying i'm sorry... but i'm not.. i made what ever was necessary clear.. if people dont want to follow it to have a good time, then so be it.. i mean.. i had fun today.. really alot.. skating in chancery.. skating like siao.. making fun of alvin.. touching jeralds hair.. he looks like a llamma now.. touching jeffs wet butt.. flicking kens nipples.. seriously.. good times gone better.. to end it off with a nice meal at carls jr.. romke's part of the family now.. he can be an international tangerine pigeon from holland.. he and his gay self..


if u think i behaved like a bastard today, then so be it.. i meant no harm to u guys.. all i just wanted u guys to try something good for a change.. smth i knew u'd like.. go ahead and bitch abt me all u want.. if u guys were unhappy u could have just left.. come also sit down there and sulk.. i'm just being frank here.. previously i'd beat my self up mentally on stuff like this cause of what happened with those weird nanyang girls with their friendship issues.. but now, if u cant catch the wave, and wanna stand at the side, i'm sorry.. i choose no sides in situations like this anymore..



ah.. an old weird run i did.. now i think it sucks.. haha.. there should be more..

my very first real ollie..

talk abt feeling in the middle of no where..

ure not good..

u'r not bad either..

its like.. u're not a man.. u're not a woman..

u're kinda gay.. haha..


but seriously.. after 2 yrs of skating.. i can say i finally learnt the right technique for an ollie.. its like, u magically feel like u're floating.. its so weird.. cause when u actually pop yur deck, u feel u aint gonna fly.. but, when u do, its like this golden hand pushes u up and just lifts off.. like this weird force.. which is so weird.. u wonder where the hell it comes from.. i hate u corry duffle for inspiring me..



today i was talking to my dad abt the inheratance stuff.. we've just been loaded.. i guess thats what explains the new car.. he was telling how my gf was afraid at night in the hospitals and he would sleep there.. it just occured to me.. i miss my grand dad so much.. i dont know why.. that stupid senile old man whod fight with me abt everything.. the tv, who gets what seat in the car, who gets the last slice of bread.. blah blah.. still as gay as he was, hes one family member i loved so much.. i never realised it till he was gone.. no matter how much we fought and argued, we also had some good laughs at my mum being all bimbotic.. last i remember of him was his silly sheepish old man smile he gave me when i left and came back to singapore.. he couldnt speak hindi either and hated india.. always told me not to socalise with them when i was a kid.. he look nth like an indian also.. then he'd be like, u know samu( that was his pet name for me.. yes.. SAMU.. hahaha) u look very different from indians.. u look nth like an indian boy..u'll never fit in here.. because u're an arian.. u're one of the last surviving almost pure arians there are these days.. almost extinct it was a very small community..and they were very stuck up and arrogant and stubborn just like your whole family is.. and he'd always tell me different stories abt arian history and stuff like that.. i just think my grand dad was cool.. in the sense that he knew so much, and i now when i finally am able to think properly, my grand dad is gone.. i still sometimes tear when i think abt him.. knowing that those moments spent with him will never come again.. seeing his teethless smile and playing with his saggy arm skin which hung sooooo low when he shaved everymorning.. and hed tell me to get lost and threathen to shave my head..

where ever u are.. if u have internet in heaven.. and one day stumble upon my blog, i want u to know, u're one of the reasons i am what i am today.. u and yur son,(my dad) have just been the best models i could ask for..


this is the song i wrote for u guys..


sittting in your chair
wondering if i care..
everytime our eyes
tend to meet..

u were the one
who picked me up
when i first fell
of my feet

sometimes i dont know what to say to u
or to ask if u're ok..
but u were the one who made my problems
seem just so far away..


you were always there... always there..
you were the one who seemed to care..
daddy dont u know
that i'd be nowhere
without youuuuuuu...

when u're far away... far away...
i lie in my bed and start to pray..
cause daddy dont u know..
that all along u were
my hero...

B.E.A.C.H

haha... thats what i think rae han and i played today at east coast beach instead of S.K.A.T.E..

idiot can suddenly somehow nollie heel.. wtf..

still today just sitting down with malt rae and ky with the wind blowing all over the place with no worries was smth i needed.. nth to live up to..

placing corn on the road to and getting excited when a car squashes it and gives that SQUISH sound.. i'm contented..

i love skating.. seriously.. i really do.. it just makes me feel so free.. i dont care if i'm not pro.. i dont care if i cant do stairs and everyone in singapore doesnt like technical people.. i really dont care.. the amounts of new tricks i've laned in the past week have just made me feel so happy.. just like self satisfaction..


i had another beathing attack today.. suddenly felt like collapsing.. the right side of my chest hurt so much when i inhaled.. wtf is wrong with my right lung.. i dont want another hospital visit..


old friends have gone.. i've driven them away.. its better that way.. i lost that connection..so why bother..i hate being fake.. but still a few remain who i think i'd never no matter what bail on or leave hanging..

one of them is ken.. horny as he is.. rarely as i see him, much as we argue abt stability of the box, my best skate buddy and friend from day 1 and always..

iona chiew.. i know i never call.. never msg.. hardly talk to u online.. but that doesnt mean change that u're still my best friend.. when u come back, we will be gay.. AND WATCH KUNG POW..

ky u piss me off so much.. u annoy me and everyone around u to the core at times.. i think u're mad and are seriously a dick at times.. well very often.... still, the value of teaching me of to ollie is priceless.. and i can never ever repay u for that..

jelvind.. its been some time since the tangerine pigeons stood on the yellow pole and shat.. this sat we shall do that..


now tell me.. what more do i need..




i never realised his zip was open till i saw the picture..
he was actually supposed to pretend to be glued to the floor.. but nevermind.. haha..

BaNgLa BoIz

finally after a week of running around and being a bangla worker, ken and i have managed to complete the box..

screw u axel.. u say u have a house in sentosa.. I HAVE A GOLF COURSE AND A SKATE PARK!! hahahaha..


my past entries seem to be causing much of a stir among the people around me.. so let this be clear.. this blog, is my confession blog.. i keep alot inside me and basically people can listen but i think will never really understand.. i mean, like wise.. some times i listen to people, but i'll never truly know what they go through.. so yeah..

i'm actually a mean person by nature hidden behind my friendly gay attitude so accept it..

and i choose to believe i am not heartless.. well.. most of the time..

anyway.. update on the skate blog.. go seeee





this is a weird one but i like it..

FIGHT CLUB SUA!!!

so u think u're cool now AYE gangsta boy..

u think u can beat skinny ol happy go lucky sam AYEEE..

go ahead.. tell my friends u wanna whack me LA..

I DARE U.. in fact, all ways, I win.. and i've already won..

cause all my friends dont like u.. and u think they do cause u skate well..

come on hanafie.. next time u see me.. we'll settle this one and for all..

u and me.. mano AYEE mano.. oh by the way.. dont wear underwear..



gotta love kyrie.. i know i miss u though the hours spent were so short..

its the way u play the people.. its the way u play the game..

its so funny the way my mind goes thinking like crazy when i'm provoked.. all the weird ways of screwing someone over.. i mean seriously.. i may not win a confrontation.. in fact, i definately almost loose.. but its the point of time after the confrontation is when my foe realises how much he or she needs me.. and thats when i have the urge to put on my devil horns.. to make reality set in.. apologys are just words.. i can accept it.. but that doesnt change anything.. i'll always have one plan or another to screw the person over..

kind of like how batman knows a way to defeat the whole of the justice league even though he has no super powers.. HAHAHAHA.. wtf and i talking abt..

yes tabby.. u're right.. it is scary..

but hey.. i'm not heartless.. i dont just keep doing this to everyone around me..

i'm really a wolf in sheeps clothing.. a nice wolf.. but if u cross the line with me.. u'll realise how alone u feel.. i can easily turn the tables in my favor.. its just a matter of weather i want to..

somehow, one day i know i'll end up with no friends cause they'll all be afraid of me..

today is front side k grind day.. after months of delebrating, i finally plucked up the balls to do it..





the front side k grind..


this is just me being gay..


and then there was a bug manifestation.. those tiny white dots are actually flies..

4 jokers and a queen..

ok axel or mr vagina face is gay...


i must say i thought the recording was pretty good.. MINOR screw ups.. but yeah.. sounded all right..

maltin if u read this, on the day it self u sounded great.. only on the recording u sounded to close to the mike.. but seriously, u dont sound like the recording.. so yeah.. ur good man..

some times i feel like i'm fucking useless in the band.. i mean its just like the simplest things can make me feel out of place..first of all i'm the one who always seems to wear the weird color when we go out.. everyone by chance wears like black.. or white.. or what ever.. and i'll be the dope who wears RED.. or BROWN.. and these guys are fucking pro at what they do..they are really good guitarists.. like seriously.. and i'm some 2week lao pok basist who cant even tune the guitar by ear.. i just feel abit embarrassed i ask adam or zach to tune the guit..


oh yeah.. oh yeah.. i'm pimping it in my jacket.. DONT I LOOK CHINESE!!

sick.. and bored..


i've developed this way of telling people off.. makes me seem like a bad guy.. well..i am.. i'm sick of keeping everything inside and just letting life go on for the sake of peace.. i hate faking it..





bobbing to the legedary techno song.. THE BOOK IS ON THE TABLE!

u bet she is..

Cute, fun, and sweet, your ideal girl is just a stone's throw away - she's the girl next door. She's Sandra Bullock, Billie Piper, and Meg Ryan all rolled up into one. Naturally pretty rather than glamorous, she's unpretentious and generous. She loves animals and children, and is great with both. You're attracted to her strong values and traditional ways. Although she demands great respect, she's not particularly high-maintenance. Her ideal date is more likely to be dinner and a film than heading out for a night on the town. She's careful yet spontaneous - a bit of the guy's girl, a bit of a cover girl (the nice kind), and just a hint of the hippie chick. But she's got an appeal that's all her own, which is why you can't stay away. Her winning smile, bright eyes, and loving nature make you want to hold on tight and never let go..


wow.. spot on.. too bad such girls dont exist.. ok i dont do surveys but i was bored..


on another note.. last nights skate thon was so much fun..

like the whole of white rose A.K.A adam and the anyhows A.K.A head bang punch cockers..


ok abt the box issue.. honestly, its easier said than done.. i mean we can talk abt this and talk abt that.. but if no ones gonna move their butt and take innitiative then there isnt gonna be no darn box.. and to those who do dare take the leading first steps, i say should take full responsibility and hold the final decision on how the box should be designed.. you dont like it, u build it.. and yes.. if it fails.. its the builders fault too..




everyones favourite nanyang girl.. who i think should be blonde..

and my heart fades away..

u'd be surprised how many LOST geeks there out there..


roms one of them and he freaking physiked on lost..

today was on of those dam good skate sessions.. rai han is freaking pro man.. like seriously.. he skates anything..


ok my new shoes are dam tight.. i'm gonna get newer shoes..

we saw joel the penis yesterday.. man.. i realised he feeds on noobs to the skate scene.. like he comes on as the really friendly cool guy who works at the skate shop whos willing to hang out with you even though u suck.. and newbies just frolic to him till.. then he slowly takes yur money, shows his true colors of how much he really values u as a friend.. i must say, the tangerine pigeons have been taken advantage of by that man slut.. blue notes disappearing from jerald was the worst.. and he cant stand to loose.. oh well.. for him, a soul with no friends, life goes on..


i dont seem to be interested in alot of things lately.. like for example, xy's random call today.. perhaps she called cause she felt bad that we havent hung out in ages..or because she didnt know who else to call.. i seem to be drifting away from the people once closest to me but i dont seem to be affected by it..

perhaps i am heartless..

thats me looking like a terrorist..

new shoes.. same shoes..

woa ai ni.. ai zhe ni.. jiu xiang lao shu ai ta mi

now what does this phrase mean.. i love u.. loving u.. like a mouse who loves his rice?? ok cheena people have a weird way of expressing their love for another through song..

anyway.. i got new shoes today.. have i mentioned how much i love shoes?? ok i love shoes.. like really.. i think slippers are gay.. like really..


imagine living in a world of darkness.. like being blind.. and a world of silence.. being deaf.. with no idea how to communicate.. could u survive.. i remembered one of my friends who took a trip to one of those poor countries and told me she met someone like that.. now i realise how much we take these things for granted..


a very nice and random old pic i took with matt.. schs out.. darn..