So at about 10AM-ish (give or take a few, Char and I were late) yesterday, I met Vivienne, Sarah, Lisa, and Charmaine at Vivocity's Giant to buy loads of groceries and stuff so that we could escape the overpriced Sentosa food. O level musicians woot! We were on the monorail to the Beach Station by 11AM, and before you knew it, it was "Hello Sentosa!" Mind, I hadn't been to Sentosa for about six, seven years before this so it was pretty darn exciting. Can you say the day was absolutely BEAUTIFUL?
Most of the time, we were playing frisbee and volleyball and slathering on sunblock (although we all ended up with sunburns in the end anyhow) and trying to fend off foreign workers with camera lenses that were perpetually pointed toward us.
(Rant here before I continue with the rest of my blog post.)
I SWEAR THOSE FUCKING FOREIGN WORKERS COMPLETELY RUINED OUR OTHERWISE-PERFECT DAY. They descended upon us in SWARMS - ten to twenty groups OF ten to twenty - it was like an infestation. Okay I don't care that they're foreign workers. I care that each and every single group of them had people with cameras out - phone cameras, compact cameras - with lenses that were pointed in every direction except toward their friends or landscape images. No, all the lenses were pointed toward GIRLS.
Kid girls, teenage girls, twenty-something adults. If they didn't have a Y chromosome, their lenses were focused on them. FUCK. Women in bikinis, kids in bathing suits, everywhere I turned there was a foreign worker with a camera focused on some woman, and us five girls weren't any more let off. It gave me a whole new reason to love the water - other from the fact that it's really cool inside it, the water was murky enough that cameras wouldn't be able to capture pictures of our fronts while in the water.
There was this one particular foreign worker - Chinese, mind, so it wasn't only Indian foreign workers, in a gray shirt - who was following the five of us around the entire beach from the very beginning. The more we tried to ignore him, the more he started taking pictures, even coming closer and closer toward our group (he'd been going on for about half an hour, mind) until I had to shout at him before he scrammed. Then of course he denied anything that he'd done wrong before running off.
If I hadn't been in a bikini and been a little scared that in a tussle the string of my top might've been pulled off, I would've gone up to him, snatched his phone, thrown it into the sea, and plucked his balls off him like grapes off a vine. It sounds funny now that I've said that, but any girl in my position would probably have felt like doing the same. I was so fucking pissed.
Even when we were staring right in their faces, they continued staring at us and pointing their camera lenses. When groups were walking past us, their cameras were there. Even once they'd walked past of what would be considered peripheral view, they turned their heads back to face us even while they continued walking. Oh, and cameras? Ever-diligently focused.
Seriously, if you are so fucking sex starved, don't come to Sentosa. People here genuinely want to have a good time out in the sun, sea, sand, wind, and landscape. Yes most of us girls are in bikinis, that's because we're trying to prevent uneven tans and we don't want to wear stuff that uncomfortably tight or unbreathable given the hot sun and the humid weather. We don't mind being in bikinis because it's become socially acceptable in environments like beaches. But that doesn't give you the right to ogle at us.
We don't need people like you to ruin our entire day and make us have to spend all our time looking out for people like you, and make sure that whenever we spot a camera lens we have to keep our backs turned because we don't want you to capture our fronts. If you need boobs, Geylang has plenty of them. We'll pay for part of your ride there, how about that? Just get the hell out of my face. And your camera lenses too.
More than anything, I'm so fucking pissed off by the fact that I know that there will be foreign workers who are jerking off to images of the five of us and all the other girls who were on the beach. According to Viv the problem isn't usually this bad, it's only cos of the public holiday that the foreign workers became like a swarm even though there are usually a handful around the beach. But if I go there again and there are still people taking pictures, this is going on STOMP once I get pictorial evidence.
(Rant over. Damn pissed.)
Most of they day we were just walking around the beach, playing beach and sea volleyball and frisbee. I discovered just how lousy a volleyball player I was LOL. But it was all in good fun though. Floating and talking in the sea with Vivienne was brill - it's so much easier to float on denser salt water than in the chlorinated pool water. Just that the taste of seawater in the mouth is pretty darn gross, but otherwise it was fantastic. :D
Of course, we had Phish Food at Ben & Jerry's just off the beach, which was fantastic. Chocolate, caramel, marshmallows, and fish-shaped chocolate bits, together with brilliant all-girl's company, what could possibly be a better combination for mid-beach snacking? :D Lovely food omg. It's completely become my new favourite Ben & Jerry flavor. The only little problem was when it started drizzling halfway through Phish Food - passing cloud, and we went back to the beach to protect our belongings from the potential wrath of the rain - but other than that, it was brilliant :DHmm. Ben & Jerry's. Reminds me of Aquamarine - that scene in the bathtub when Aqua was eating ice cream while trying to get over her boy trouble with Raymond. LOVE that show!
Vivienne, Lisa and I were forming the most ridiculous choir trio in the middle of the sea, singing "You are my sunshine" like there was no one listening XD I swear, that song completely became our anthem of the day. Plus the impromptu harmonising and trying to turn our melody-and-harmony into a three-part song, that was hilarious too :)
And of course there was the spastic learn-to-be-a-cheerleader thingy that Viv and I had going on, trying to teach Char, Lisa and Sarah how to do simple cheerleading stunts like shoulder sits and pyramids LOL! Haha the initial trying to shoulder sit on Viv was utter fail for me, because we did it in the water (too afraid of falling on the sand) and the waves kept pushing me off, as well as the fact that Viv's feet kept sinking into the sand HAHA. In the end we managed to get a few pyramids up, with Sarah and Lisa flying :D And we even managed to get our shoulder sits done right!
And when everyone was packing up and going home, we just lazed by the edge of the water, back to the sand, and fell asleep with sunglasses over our eyes as the waves washed up around our feet and the setting sun worked its magic on our tanned (and surnburnt) skin. <3
When the sun was just about to go below the horizon, we decided to go grab our things and bathe. Because we'd been laying in the sand for so long (an hour and half I think), sand was all over my hair - I had to wash my hair and face twice and bathe my body three times, just to get myself reasonably clean :/ And even after all that I could still feel the smallest grains of sand on my body!! Ugh. Although I do have to say that the showers at Sentosa are impressive, with a dedicated shelf to put our bags and a pretty large cubicle for a public shower. :D Feeling the jet of water on my sunburn was a little less lovely, though. Afterward I had to spam moisturiser on myself to soothe the burns. Oh well.
We had the remainders of what we bought from Giant for dinner, LOL. Cuttlefish, peach jellies, fish crackers, stuff like that - the Doritos were all gone by dinnertime. Interesting dinner yes? We saw the Resort World Sentosa out the windows on the bus ride back to Harbourfront, and omg it is FANTASTIC and it is HUGE. I am so going there. Can't wait for everything to be open, and the five of us are going back for sure!!
Fantastic day at Sentosa, fantastic company, and fantastic place. I can't wait for the next time we go to Sentosa :D I shall leave you off with a classic secondary-school-style (woot KC!), cliche photo of toenails.
