Runaway islander

I've always wanted to run away to live on a deserted island when I grow up.But life seems to have brought me to a different route..choosing instead to dump me on a depressingly grey island instead. I love prancing around in nothing but a bikini all day, driving boats out to get nasi lemak from the tiny fishermen's village and partying at night on the beach to feng tau tekno.Not to mention slapping on sunscreen instead of a full on made up face.



So it's not funny when one of your best friend rings you from paradise island, mai tai in hand, to tell you that he's quit the rat race and moved to an island to be a dive instructor.


Senhon & me - Perhentian kecil 2004

We've both dreamt to run away together to an island forever...and now we're both on islands but divided by seas. Sen Hon the dive instructor which is still using my fins and my pink mask/snorkel set.His tools for trade, borrowed from yours truly who can only dream of tropical days spent on perhentian.


eat me!

Now tell me, who would not want to wake up to this?

Perhentian at 6am under two coconut trees...

Here's to senhon for being brave enough to live out the dream for the both of us.Folks, if you're planning to learn to dive, please look sen hon up at Berjaya Redang.He's the ridiculliously good looking one.

Love you babes.