Of torn shorts and snorkelling!!

Where was i? oh yeah so we woke up the next day and made the drive to KT. it was sort of a road trip and it was really cool. im goin to speed through things a little cos i dont think anyone will have the patience to read through the whole thg apart from those who were there.
We made a few pit stops along the way, had breakfast at Hai Peng Coffee Shop and finally arrived at Sutra Beach Resort and it was raining. i cald my fren Y who din answer his fone of course but replied my text message. he's from KT and said he'll try to pop by (yeah rite!!) anyways, we check in and are quite impressed with the room. its clean, comfortable and a stone's throw away from the clean beach, not like PD. so R prepares the chicken for the Barby and the rest of us hang around. They decide to go for a swim, i take a short nap, the stupid Clarinase was making me drowsy. i join them later for a few hits of the volleyball but give up soon due to the red, bruised hands, (yeah, yeah i'm a wimp wen it comes to sports so what!). anyways, we decide to mandi air for a bit so we jump in the sea and get hit by the waves. so cool man! then we head for the pool. while walking to the pool, J tells me "Hey gal looks like there's a hole in your shorts." The stupid pair of cheap shorts which i bought in Ktn. and i feel and realise that there is. but i decide to jump into the pool anyways. the fucking shorts kept tearing more. it was tearing like paper. by the time they (my frens) wanted to leave the pool, there were huge tears in my shorts. and no one else was leaving the pool. so i just stayed in the corner of the pool waiting for the rest of the idiots to get out. it was turning dark and i was shivering from the cold, my skin was shrivelled and yet those fuckers were still in the pool. so my dear fren R gets out of the pool and covers himself with a towel and hands me his short. which i then put on in the pool and finally leave. HAHAHAHA that was actually the highlight of my holiday. hehehe luckily it was people whom i close to or else i would have died of shame. and thang god it was the day before the snorkelling. imagine if it happened wen i was snorkelling.

Anways we have our BBQ and try to sing some songs but everyoe was dead beat. the next day we wake up to watch the sunrise. but it was too dark and foggy to see anything. we have some yucky breakfast and prepare to leave for the snorkelling. we were excited. we take the boat to the Marine Park and get ready to jump in. it took me 20 mins to get used to the snorkelling gear. then wen i finally go under i panic cos of the depth of the water. shit! but after a while, (thanks to dear R who patiently waited by me) i was on my own. and it was so bloody cool. i was actually swimming with the fishies. i never wanted to lift my head out of the water.the only crappy part was that there were too many snorkellers around so we kept bumping into each other. the pandis are kiasu even underwater man, and many of them got return kicks and blows from me. i did accidently kick my dear cousin in the crotch though. it was totally innocent B. =) so yeah we head to another beach after dat but din get the chance to snorkel. we were promised another spot but the water was too choppy. on the way back to the mainland, (in the boat) we were soaked from the strong sea spray. so we reach and splash around in the pool for a bit. then shower and head out for dinner. My fren Y is the Lord of FFK (breaking appointments) so of course he din show up either days. the next day we wake up late and take a slow drive back to Ktn to catch the bus home. it was a rather sad but memorable day. end of the holidays....back to the grind blech!!! the best part though is that wen i get back i'm on a one week break. yippee yay!!!