Anniversary II

Thanks Cat, for the piccies. Check'em out.

This is Stella Maris, the err, "resort" on the beach we stayed at.




Lai Sin confronts Chuan Yong after the whole walking-away-into-the-sunset-with-Xin May thing. Fight, fight, fight, FIGHT!

The babes overlooking the silliness of the dudes.

I volunteered for this, so I can't talk. What? I was bored, OK?

The sand loads up and so does the uncomfortability level.

There better not be crabs in there.

So this is what I look like from above. Huh.

What the effin' hell are they shaping there?!

Hey! Watch where you're touching, bub.

Some finishing touches and patting ...

... and voilà!

Whoa, what's with the emo-ing?

Make of this what you will.

LOL?

Somebody is so gonna be pants'ed ...

Aww, what a lovely threesome ... Wait, that sentence didn't come out right ...

When a group of adrenaline-pumped idiots get together, let there be beach rugby!

"I'm open! I'm OPEN, you fuckin' arse!" Jeez, loosen up.

Look what the waves washed up. This calls for CSI: Batu Feringghi.

They found the lost piramid! More like the lost pira-mini-mid ...

Fish-men from the deep!

You really didn't have to take the phrase "play hard" seriously ...

Beach babes! ... maybe not.

The fish-men mutated together to become a tentacly freak-show!

"Git yer hands off me bag of Twisties!" Patience is low as we wait for the barbeque ...

Aww, how romantic ... I wonder what they're talking about. Let's get a close-up ...

Oh, they're just watching groups of half-naked teenage boys running around the beach ... I don't know how that can be romantic, but to each his own, I suppose ...

Now here's a stupid stunt waiting to happen ...

And there he goes, like some comic book-character bitten by a radioactive arachnid ...

Whoops-a-daisy!

And he's up! He could've taken the stairs but I suppose that'll suck all the fun out of it by decreasing the chance that he'll fall and break his neck ...

The sky dims as the burning orb of light sinks slowly out of sight ...

The fire's started so let's get this barbeque up and running!

Everybody's trying to get huge mouthfuls of everything while they can still see what they're actually putting into their mouths ...

Behold! As we open the forbidden gates of HELL! Now who's first in?

Wow ... why can't we be staying at that hotel?

The single burning eye gives its last glare ...

The native primitive tribe is having its meeting ... "Now who're we gonna eat next?"

A cool bit of photography!

Lai Sin gives a lecture on the many different positions in which baboons scratch their big red asses.

Since it's about 4am, a game which requires very much of eye-twitching and winking is in order ...

To sleep ...

... or not to sleep. That is the question.

They're all smiling but their eyes are twitching in pain as the torturous game continues ...

We've been asleep for barely 2 hours and this bloody church-group woke us up by dancing to the Madagascar movie theme.

The first thing they do after they awake is to play cards. Typical band-member behaviour. Seriously.

A few hours later everyone scattered groggily and went home to get more sleep ... and I don't need to tell you about when my car got all screwy and I had to ask Cat to help me look for a mechanic to set things straight ...

And that's about how our whole band anniversary celebration went. Boy, this is one heck of a long post ...

The next post will be on our upcoming trip to Taiwan. Yay. Whatever.