Orangeous Dailies

4-year-old pair of Asics.

While others love their sports equipment to look new, I’ll rather have them looking rugged.

My Asics shoes have mud stains all over them. The designs at the sides are peeling off.

My skates have been permanently disfigured by the various falls. Scratches all over the aluminum frame.

Yea, I’m still very happy. It shows that I’ve been using them!

But of course I do wash them. Hygiene and style are two different issues altogether.

Found this clip on Lancerlord‘s blog. I think this foul-mouthed little boy is freaking hilarious!

Little Gordon (part 1)

Little Gordon (part 2)

[ Update - 8.16 pm ]

Sean said:

bro, it isnt just any small foul-mouthed kid leh. Look at the hair, the accent and the suit he is wearing. It’s Gordon Ramsay. Thats why they call him Little Gordon ahaha!

Haha! You heard what Sean said. He’s right! Here’s some Gordon Ramsay for you…

Gordon Ramsay Insults Chef

Amanda Barrie Hitting Gordon Ramsay

Insurgent ants.

Early this morning, I saw what looked like dead ants all over the roof of my car.

I shoved one of them with the tip of my finger. It woke up, scampered around, and woke up the nearby ants, all which seemed dazed and confused. I didn’t have time to spray water all over my car, so I drove off, hoping that the ants would be blown away by the wind.

Nothing happened. They remained on the surface of the car, crawling through the cracks of the window into the car, then into the air-con vent. FUCK! And were all gone after a while, probably hiding in the cracks.

Fogging.

When I reached home, there was routine fogging going on at the car park. I couldn’t ask the guy to fog the inside of my car, but I figured out that the genocide would be brutal enough if I parked in the thick fog. With the skies dark and cloudy, I am expecting a glorious victory.

They can run, they can hide. They know that they’re surrounded. The nerve gas and heavy rainfall will eventually drive these insurgents out of their caves.

[ Update - 11:27 PM ]

Fuck it. Nothing worked. The moment the air-con was switched on, the ants started pouring out of the vents and Jessie had a lot of smacking to do.

I’m considering borrowing an anteater from the zoo. Preferably a very hungry one.

Carlos and Gabbie at the dog show.

166th and 167th Championship Dog Show. PRO PAC Dog Show (168th Championship Dog Show) held on 24 August 2008 at Singapore Expo Hall 6B.

Dad and Michelle brought Carlos and Gabbie along to watch the dog show.

Carlos wore hip hop clothing. Gabbie wore a kimono.

Photo Album : http://www.flickr.com/photos/sukianto/sets/72157606956579998/

Tomorrow marks the start of uni life. I foresee that these two years in uni with Jessie will be the best time of my life. We will be requesting for a transfer to the Australian campus to finish our final few trimesters. Hopefully be able to work there for a while before deciding on our future plans.

We only have two years left before our lives become monotonous and responsibilities grow in gigantic proportions.

I look forward to having lunch with Jessie, Michelle, Bernadette, Robert and our new found schoolmates!

Tomorrow also marks the birth of a brand new gym training schedule and a weekly skating mileage target of 60km. Hopefully I will have enough time to throw in a few long distance runs as well.

I will have a hard time juggling sports and studies, as well as my part time job of giving tuition to four students.

But I am going to have so much fun doing that!

Ran the 10km non-competitive event with Jessie today.

Elgene was there as well, but he ran with his camp mates.

Our tag numbers won first and second prize in the lucky draw for a Volkswagen Golf GT and Volkswagen Beetle but unfortunately we were both in the toilet at that time. We ended up missing the final call to collect the prizes. Damn!

Took us about an hour come to terms with this unfortunate event. Hopefully we’ll have better luck next year.

Why so serious?

Jessie booked a chalet @ Downtown East from the 15th to 17th of August 2008.

Big thanks to all those who came :

1) Bernadette

2) Michelle (my sis)

3) Sean Pillay

4) Elgene and Carol

5) Alex

6) Calvin

7) Aldo

8) Mizzie

9) Waikian

10) Pang

11) Charmaine (our student)

12) Kenneth

Waikian, Sean Pillay, Elgene, Mizzie, me, Aldo, Alex and Calvin (top) Pang (squatting)

Charmaine, Jessie, Bernadette, Michelle and Carol

Great food.

Great company.

That is all that matters in a fantastic barbecue.

Waikian got hit by bomb bags at 1 a.m while he was sleeping. Pang produced his first food critic video, over a plate of mushrooms with mozzarella cheese. And shortly afterwards, he spanked me with a tong. That was even before we sat down to play drinking games.

I was high enough at that point of time and agreed to deliver a few wedgie shots. Sean Pillay joined in as well in a few of the shots.

When we did sit down to play drinking games, all hell broke loose when Waikian switched cards in the game. I was the unfortunate victim who had to down half a cup of raspberry vodka because he switched my card. And when I got wasted and defenceless, everyone had a fun time transforming me into a Joker, from the movie Dark Knight. I have never had so much lipstick on my face before.

After they were done, I had a good time grabbing those close to me and smearing lipstick all over them.

Videos : Bomb Bag Attack On Sleeping Guy, Pang, the Food Critic and Spanked By Tongs.

Photo Album : http://www.flickr.com/photos/sukianto/sets/72157606870273314/

Related : Chalet 170808.

Bomb Bag Attack On Sleeping Guy

Bomb bag attack on our sleeping friend, Waikian, during Jessie’s chalet. It was 1 a.m in the morning when we attacked, leaving the entire bed soaked in vinegar and baking soda. We emptied a total of 50 bomb bags. Waikian was (or pretended to be) very calm throughout the whole prank.

Pang, the Food Critic

Pang gives his take on some mushrooms and mozzarella cheese, during Jessie’s chalet.

Spanked By Tongs

Pang spanks me with tongs, during Jessie’s chalet. A short while later, Jessie is caught trying to shove a bomb bag into my pocket.

Our family friend was sentenced to jail (not sure how many months) and 6 strokes of the cane, after being convicted of hiring illegal immigrants.

Michelle and I have known him since we were very young. He’s a really nice guy and it’s sad having to see him go through this.

I hope he will be spared the cane because he is diabetic.

Time : 1130 H

Venue : Slope on the bicycle path, just in front of East Coast Lagoon

Injury sustained : Minor abrasions on the right knee.

Activity being carried out

Daily morning skate

Injuries caused by

Some fucking huge debris hiding beneath the fallen leaves. My wheels went over it, threw me off balance and I flew to the ground.

Immediate action taken

Silently cringed in pain for 5 seconds. Picked myself up, put on a brave front (smiling even), pretended nothing happened and continued skating. I left the blood dripping down my shins to show everyone that I am a brave newbie. Hahahaha!

I am lucky because : I fell at the top of the slope, where it was almost flat and I didn’t roll down. And I fell forwards, letting my wrist guards absorb the impact.

I am unlucky because : I was skating with my hands behind my back. Both hands came up just in time to prevent my face from hitting the ground.

Lesson learnt : None. Perhaps trade in my shades for x-ray goggles?

Pictures

I just came home from visiting my student at the hospital.

Either sick and tired of life or seeking attention, she decided to flush 40 pills down her throat in full view of her cousin (who is also my student). She got sent to KK Hospital last night. A lot of irreversible damage has been done to her liver and she will regret it later on in life.

When I saw her today she seemed fine. Cheerful in fact. I didn’t ask her why she did that because my only obligation was to visit her.

I am fed up with the fact that I have only taught her only 5 times in so many months. Her dance practice takes priority over tuition sessions and I am even more annoyed with last minute cancellations. Her homework is never done and she’s failing miserably in all her subjects.

I don’t think I want to tutor her anymore.

Michelle turns 19! Happy birthday my dear sister.

Big thank-you to everyone who helped out :

1) Robert

2) Jessie

3) Bernadette

4) Si Ru

5) Jieping

6) Yun Xin

7) Yee Jie

8) Sabrina

We checked into Intercontinental Hotel in the afternoon, lazed around till 6 pm, before handing the keys over to Jieping and friends, who helped decorate the room.

Went over to Sakae Teppanyaki, Cineleisure Orchard to have dinner with Michelle and Robert.

Michelle had a big surprise when she returned to the hotel.

We were having a pyjama party, so everyone changed into their pyjamas. I didn’t have any, so I was forced to change into a bathrobe. For the entire night, everyone called me a nun.

We spent the night playing drinking games and laughing away.

Video : Michelle blowing out the cake.

Photo Album : http://www.flickr.com/photos/sukianto/sets/72157606796965386/

Related : Michelle’s 19th Birthday.

My sister, Michelle blowing out the cake on her 19th birthday. Celebration held at a room in InterContinental Hotel Singapore.

We celebrated National Day with a martini party at Jessie’s place.

The Martinis-of-Honor contingent stood at attention, as the Chivas Regal bottle walked around to inspect the glasses. The parade finale item will be the aerobatic display lasting 6 minutes by the Bombay Sapphire to showcase its grace and precision within the confines of Marina Bay.

Pang, Me, Jessie and Bernadette

End of exams! Another 2 weeks of rest before university life officially starts.

Dad withdrew $500 from an ATM machine, and everything came out in $10 notes! He was more amused than pissed, and went around showing everyone the huge wad of red notes in his wallet.

3 days left before accounting exam. I absolutely have no interest in accounting.

The only so-called study notes I have here with me are past year papers, together with the answers.

And I’m doing an awful lot of reverse engineering here. Working backwards, trying to find out where the hell the numbers are coming from!

A pass for this last paper is all I’m hoping for. I don’t mind paying someone to help me take the exam…

After 6 beers

After 2 glasses of wine

After 2 bottles of wine – shared of course

After too many margaritas

After 3 Kamikazes

After 7 rum & cokes

After 1 large purple haze

After 3 martinis

After 1 bottle of tequila

I was doing maintenance on my pair of boots, when I noticed many scratches and bumps on it. I had a few rough falls in those boots.

I spotted a silver marker lying around on my table…

Fuck it. The boot looks trashed up anyway… why not write my name on it?

So I wrote SUKIANTO on the base.

Looks a bit plain to me. Why don’t add some shapes to it?

It went on and on. Eventually I ended up with a really messy looking Bont Jet Silver Edition boot.

Before

Original Bont Jet

After

Bont Jet Silver Edition

GIRO Indicator Helmet

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,

Couldn’t put Humpty together again.

I spent the last week skating without a helmet and had a few brushes with ignorant cyclists. One just dashed out across the zebra crossing, hit the road, headed towards me in the wrong direction. I ended up eating grass. Others just simply decide to make a U-turn without checking if there’s anyone coming from behind.

I realized that I could either end up dead or a vegetable for life if I smashed head-first into such cyclists. So I decided to play safe and fork out $79 for a proper helmet. The GIRO Indicator fits well and I feel secure in it. Hopefully it’ll save my life one day.

Reserved

Apparently Ken from Skateline Paya Lebar outlet wanted Jessie to buy the Bont Jet so much that he pasted this long before we arrived.