Île de Coton

late last week me and the conquistadors of batch 10 went to terengganu for invasion, with a mindset of bringing the awesome to the fullest, and if time permits, to rule the state starting this year till the fall of mankind. unluckily for us, all of that is just an imagination of neverland, and unlucky for you, this first paragraph is just a waste of your precious minute.

we went there just to relax and enjoy the beach and the nature. but it turned out that the whole coast of the terengganu beach is unswimable (is that a valid word? it looks rotten...unswimable. but you get my point right?) and you can't even get into the water. we arrive there early and we got turned down early as well. look at the upsetting face of mac.





so we made a decision, we went to kapas island. after doing lots of stuff at school, it's nice to be somewhere warm and relaxing. we went out to get something for lunch and the price for food and drinks over there is almost double. the place that we stayed in, has the most terrifying name ever in the history of resort industry. not to mention the place. not for the faint of heart.



we wandered around the island for a bit, taking artsy photos of random seashore. like this.





during the night, it rained a little bit and we headed over under the shelter. we talked about fadzil's sideburns.

we woke up early(at least) on the next day and we leave the island at 10 am. before that mac threw some twisties into the ocean and all the fishes went wild. mac feeded chemical crisps to fishes. don't be surprise that within the near future, most fishes from the east malaysian sea would be a victim of junk food disease. mac, you spoiled my main dish!




and now for your viewing displeasure, i give you a frightening footage of zul chasing the toilet. bye bye.