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Monday, November 28, 2005
12:24 pm

Bedroom of dance, torture and massages.


Let me re-narrate what happened at Lance's house last Monday now that I've gotten my hands on the (better, clearer and more numerous) pictures from his camera!

There's his very adorable though rather obese kitty, Timba, aptly nicknamed Fatty. It's really fluffy and is awesomely domesticated - also, the first cat I've met that drools. So cute, right? It seems to be unfortunately camera-shy though.



Noooo, come back, Fatty! :(



As mentioned previously, we got bored and decided to try really weird stunts and dance around in his bedroom to entertain ourselves. That's what happens when a group of exam-stressed nocturnalites get together in the middle of the night, with no other forms of amusement around. Doesn't help that there were 4 dancers in the room, too...

Before the action started - we were just this lump of slothy people sluggishly sitting around, vegetating in Lance's bedroom.



Crystal is bored and wants to sleep.



Michelle is bored and decides to stretch. Nice view and ass, eh?(Shan'er and Tzeyi: label it "massive michelle in action!" - go kill them, not me!)



I'm bored and so I join her. Yes, yes, I know - we look like we're avidly worshipping something or someone.



...and we continue doing our prancing-dancing thing.



Crystal finally wakes up and starts paying attention to the activities in the room.



Michelle gets up, and attempts to do a bridge.



Tzeyi is obviously not impressed. "Please lah, I can do better than that!"



He shows us what he's made of - nothing much, it seems. :P



The poor boy can't even touch his toes, and he wants to attempt a bridge?! Thank goodness he didn't break his back in the process!

So I show them both how to REALLY do a bridge.



Ta-dah! :)



Now that we've established how inflexible Tzeyi is, we decide to be charitable and helpful friends, and try to help him stretch a little. Just a teensy-weensy little bit.

Here we are, getting down to some serious stretching business.



With some help, he can almost touch his toes!



Come on - no pain, no gain, darlin'. ;)



By the time we were done with him he totally needed back massages (sympathetically provided by Crystal and Michelle, as you can see). I stand at the side and laugh - what a wussy, I say!



Well, I decided to end the night with a nice pose. Yay!



Many thanks to Lance for hosting us (Lance: my bedroom is a dance studio, torture chamber and massage parlour all rolled into one lah!), and for being our cameraman of the night. Tzeyi, for being incredibly sporting!!! Shan'er, for his deadpan wisecracks and being our amused and appreciative audience. Crystal, for lending a hand and being her usual cute self. And Michelle, for always being willing to prance around and do random silly things with me!

I love my friends. :)