I went out to sea this past Sunday on a yacht and it was holy shit amazing. I want to be rich and buy a yacht and live on it forever please.
We set off at 3.45 from Keppel Bay. It was so nice just laying at the front of the boat and tanning and enjoying the wind and the view. We sailed for a bit and docked at Lazarus Island. I bet you never knew a Lazarus Island existed. It's just beside St. John's Island. There's nothing much there but the beach is comparable to those in Bali. Unfortunately on that day, the beach was polluted as the day before, some current washed up all the weeds and garbage. The water is pretty clear though, at least I can see my legs when I was in it. I took a dip in the sea which was extremely refreshing and nice although the water was extremely salty. Then we had dinner provided on the boat which was pretty decent too. We hung around for a bit before sailing towards Sentosa where there was this programme called Songs of the Sea (?) happening and we caught the fireworks. I felt a wave of sadness rush over me as I was just laying on the deck and watching the fireworks. I don't even know why. But everything was so perfect at that moment (with the exception of a lover because it was extremely romantic too so a lover would've been perfect) and I wished it'd stay that way forever, with no worries and care, just taking in the smell of the sea and feeling the wind against your skin. Then we sailed back to Keppel Bay and that was the end of my wonderful time (cues shattering of glass). The whole trip was about 6 hours in total. Oh, and there was this pretty decently good-looking guy on board |-)
I look horrible in all those pictures. Why do I never look nice in pictures? >:|
On second thoughts, I think the handsome guy looks better in real life. Why do people never look as handsome as they do in real life?
Also, my dad is a bad photographer and it's a really old digital camera so pardon the disgusting quality photos.