Club Med Cherating

Post taken from my blog.

I am really glad that we FINALLY managed to go to Club Med together before Ken goes back to the States. Anyway...

The 3 hour journey did not even feel like it was - gossiping, cam whoring (hence the beautiful pictures later on) made the journey there fun! We did sailing, volleyball, kayaking (raja kaya haha!), swam like dolphins, played archery like Legolas, ping pong like the olympics, trapezed like the circus and also did some tanning like Andrew.

There are too many pictures, so I chose the pretty and handsome ones. More pictures will be on facebook!


The Club Med team


Go! Go! Power Ranger!


And so we've reached!


She was really sweet to apply some sun block for me...


Off to the beach via train!






Raja Kaya!


EITP vs. PushMore


Our hearty meal


Booze were free and bottomless by the way


I <3 AY


Hoolahoop competition!


Weeeeeeeeeeeeee!




Memoirs of a geisha


Post sailing group picture!




Like i said, handsome pictures

The drive home...

No surprises there from Ken


-End-


So during our trip to Cherating, we played the A or B game. And we came across the toughest question ever. So, all you that have read the post please help us with this question by voting on the poll below. The question obviously applies to guys only.

Who would you rather "DO"?
	Choo Shaun Kit
	Bubbles
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Stay tuned...

Super(duper) fun Club Med trip post coming up! (Either from ken or me, haha)

Sugar Bear

Yammy, I guess we've been through quite a lot together eh? Especially from secondary 3, 4 and 5 where scouts really kicked off, all the way to the time when you taught me how to smoke. YES MUM, IF YOU'RE READING THIS IT WAS KIN IAN!

"Eh where you?"
"At home."
"Wanna yc?"
"Where?"
"Anywhere."
"Come pick me up?"
"K. Bawa rokok."
"WATAFUCK!?"

We could be on either sides of the conversation. Sigh, i remember months before i left, it was always me and you, when others had classes.

Haha. I'll always remember the days where you tap me on my shoulder and bring me to one side during scouts. Which always scared the hell out of me, cuz 9/10 times, something's missing of RM400 magically disappeared from the troop accounts. Other then that, you were probably the most efficient and prolific out of all of us in the COH. You know that I'd always give you props for that.

One thing about you that I'll always remember, it isn't your face or anything else but the act of sending you home, especially when you fucking forced me to drive into that FUCKING junction which I will have to make that U-TURN OF DEATH. Especially when I drive the Carnival, which made it hell. Other then Andrew, you hold the record number of times that i sent home.

Oh and another thing you are the only fucking person who can score 82 for add math and 51 for mod maths. Fucking retard.

Fuckin' hell, you were always taller then me.

Anyway bro, sorry i couldn't be there to send you off to embark upon your most interesting/life changing stage in your life (fucking-finally, you slacker), I'm just glad that I was a part of almost everything before.

You take care now, Sugar Bear.

xoxo.

______

While rummaging through the old pics of yam, I found this.
Fuckin' hell. Haha.

As promised.

Plus I did it myself!


There there. In case you guys don't believe it's me.

Sorry mates, that fucking post just had to go. No offense, Zaid.

Hey guys, it's 4am here and for the past few hrs i've searched high and low for that missing folder of all Andrew's photos when he was here in Melbourne. Seems it was hiding in some random folder which I named wrongly.

Anyway, i hope you guys enjoy this.
Unseen photos of Mr.Penguin.


This was my wallpaper the whole time was here.
"Why Zil, why must you do this kinda foolish acts?"


Me and Andrew got drunk on night during clubbing and stole this from Swanston Street and brought it up my apartment. Haha.


We were having breakfast at this place.
Not sure what was Andrew doing though.


This was just random.




Walking on La Trobe and Swanston. Opposite Melbourne Central.




Having his first cup of Melbourne Coffee.
Funny thing happened. This was one of his first nights and we saw this guy running away from the police. Then the milkman, delivering to the coffee place we were at, speared (like how i did you, king. but better) the motherfucker and caught him. Haha. We all clapped for him.


For a month, we shared a bed.




Andrew loved Jager Bombs, we walked all the way to Simon's hse in the blistering cold and spent $20 on Red Bull on the way back.


He takeid too when he was here. That was just, inevitable.


That's him leaving.



But at that time.. it was just temporary.

It's already four months. How time flies.

It aches, Andrew. It seems that it was just yesterday when Bryan and i were on the way to Crown Casino (where you won RM600, you lucky shite) when we got the call. It seemed like hours when I was crying while typing out what to say to you on the phone. It aches. It seemed like moments when we ALL were flying back to see you.

It fucking aches.

We miss you, buddy. Look down on us, we just want to see you smile once again.


Zillieman, out.

Preview.

This is what lik kent was talking about. Our new and improved mc.

He is punctual, funny, great company, keeps his word, returns calls, did i mention punctual? oh, he's tall too and plays the guitar. Oh, and he doesnt drink alcohol too. Which means he doesnt get drunk! how awesome is that? This guy is so fun to hang out with.

Thanks for the memories.

As promised, this will be the second post for week 2 of our random scenarios of life. I would like to reiterate again please whoever who reads this post or posts alike, do try to answer them. In the end, its only for fun.

Scenario :
You've come to a point in life, whereby your personal goal/dream/aspiration have either come and gone or you're about to achieve it. One fine day, chance or your years of hard work calls upon you, your time has come and your dream/personal goal has arrived. You're ecstatic, you know this is the opportunity you've been waiting for and you've lived by this ever since you knew that this is what you really want. You are to go abroad, somewhere better, way better. However, you realize things aren't too good at home, your family isn't doing too good integration wise, the people around you need you and you know for a fact that all of this will be a burden (this in general). You have this chance of taking life by the horns and overcoming your life long goal, you'll be at the top of the world. Take this chance, be happy or bare a weight however you would think of it and be happy. What would you do? Oh, this opportunity would be a 1 shot thing, or something you will never be able to do again. More so a goal of yours than a dream.

Note: Apply this scenario to yourself making this dream your dream, this goal your goal whatever it may be. Remember this is something you've been wanting to do, for shit knows how long. Oh... and no "it depends, depends" all... its a yes or no.. oh yeah do explain too... elaborate whatever.

P.S. Try to be honest, there's no right or wrong.. seriously. Life is subjective, we can all be only as good as we want to be.

Family
Chance calls upon.

This is metaphorically, be realistic. Sorry for the inverted colors, somethings up with my blogger.