HONORIFICABILITUDINITATIBUS,
SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICEXPIALIDOCIOUS,

& OH. MY. GODDDDDDD.

I haven't had fun like this for eons. After today, I advocate we drop our perverse perspective of beaches (if you know what I mean) and embrace a cool, new definition! Afterall, it seems like shitwater provided us tons & tons of fun, like never before. :D

The pictures show:
01 Celine & I debating "To Strip Or Not To Strip, That Is The Question".
02 Us, being randomly random, with a particularly random close-up shot of really random people.
03 Daddy tossing a frisbee & Daddy looks cool here!
04 John warning us the dangers of the beach.

Frisbee and Monkey should seriously be played in seawater. Nevermind being encrusted in salt and caked in sand, not to mention taking big gulps of NaCl solution with nanoscopic particles of shit,
I totally love today. I totally love ECP. & I totally love EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU.

Our crappy moments, ROCK.

Sometimes, people just love being oblivious to the existence of Joey Lim Sze Yun, don't they?

& I shall feign sorrow. ): I AM SAD.
But I still love you people!