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Saturday, June 11

pain

Ugh.. each part of my body is aching like knives in my muscles.. I wanted to post something last nite but I guess I was too tired and dozed off on the couch instead.. yesterday went for a BBQ/day trip with wei khee, ken, fen, geraldine, jocelyn, yvonne, and two st joe friends, classmates of ken's.. organized by ken at his so called "island" by the beach.. when we reached there, the locks were so rusted that the key couldn't be used to open the door into the little shack.. so we might as well start making fire to burn up the charcoals outside the house.. at first we dug a hole for the barbecue pit in the sand but I guess the sea breeze was too strong had our effort put out as the fire did.. instead we used a conventional barbecue pit outside the shack and everything went on smoothly and next thing we know, the gurls were barbecueing chicken wings, lampchops and "char siew" and me on the other hand was almost dehydrated due to the lack of water and tired as hell from the wood chopping, thanks to fen for giving me her bottle of water that kept me alive.. around 5pm, the tide was high and the sound of the sea washing against the shore was too tempting, so I had my fun in the sea water alone.. then wei khee was asking for it when he dumped his first pile of sand on me from the shore then next thing you know, waging wars of coconuts, twigs and sands were projected across the sea like there's no tomorrow.. around 8 at night we went home worn out and tired as ever, with wei khee walked from our "pit stop" to my aunt's place and I sent him home..

the trip was fun but I woke up this morning with my body aching like hell at every single muscle in my body.. we took a few pictures from the trip, u guys can check it out later soon at my flickr after it's uploaded..

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