Here is the deal yo! Our friends Barry and Gary are kind enough to help us out to host our file on their server. Kabillion thanks to you guys.
Alright alright, this is the main part. If you call yourself a SKATEBOARDER aka "skaters" (hahaha...skaters sounds seriously stupid). WE NEED YOUR HELP.
We have set up a questionnaire. This set of questions will help us out in understanding your thoughts and perception as a skateboarder in Singapore. I hope you can play a major role by answering these few questions. I swear they won't take long.
1) Download the questionnaire HERE. 2) Save the document on your folder (its not a freaking virus) 3) Answer the questions available 4) Submit to our email skateryiots@gmail.com
5)This is the most important Tell6skateboarders you personally know and convince them to fill it up Remember!6 SKATEBOARDERS!
We will be grateful if you could help us out here.
Gloomy Thursday evening welcome us as we march our way across the border into the northern coast, Malaysia. 15 minutes Yishun bus ride, 30 minutes Woodlands Checkpoint to checkpoint and a final, 7hrs Johore KTM train ride. Reality seems to fade; lights and sounds grew quieter and much dimmer as we draw ourselves closer to our skateboarding destination, Kuala Lumpur.
Time check: 12:03am
Where the fuck is the train?
Never thought Singapore could be this pretty on a rainy day
Stares to glass filled thoughts
Now now, before we proceed to the ruin looking train station, the boys were famished. Hungry enough to turn into PMS-ing bunch of girls (don't take it to heart ladies, you know we "love" you). We Singaporeans are one lucky bunch of asses to have Malaysia as neighbouring country, one reason is that our exchange currency is almost twice to theirs. Which means twice the fun and spending power. Give power to boys like us, all hell breaks loose. Figuratively speaking of course.
Boys with high metabolism rates
"The last supper"
Bobby's Darlie commercial
Bunch of showoffs
Achit explaining the rules of quantum physics
All the railway stations in Malaysia, Tanjong pagar and the ones in Thailand are owned by the Malaysian Government. Bet you don't know that riight.
Below: Feeling so metal
Khaifad pose for the camera
7 hour train ride. It's an awesome adventure even though your space is limited to a straight line with interlinked carrages. We encounter assorted people of different nationalities, races, weird anthics and jobs on different timeframe as they voluntarily share verbally pieces of their life story or moments to us. We truely enjoy their effort.
Weird moment between these two
Boys on a camwhore rampage.
They couldn't resist us or us couldn't resist them. Who to say?
Freakish photo of the trip.
More of Aussie girls. We get to know them a little better.
Syadie feeling glamourous
With a pinch of Rockstar attitude
7 hours later; latargic, hungry, homeless and can't wait to skate
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