When we arrived at Sentosa, the sky was bright and clear, but a but cloudy, not very conducive for tanning. I prayed short prayers to ask God to clear away the clouds so leb could tan, but the sun came and in less than 1 minute, it got covered by the clouds again. Seeing the sun appear and go away made me think of the phrase 'behind every cloud there is a silver lining', and this phrase made me think of God's promise to us where in every trouble that can't seem to be solved, God will have the solution to it-he is just like the sun covered up by the clouds. No matter how cloudy it is, the sun is there, and even though we can't see the sun, we can still be sure the sun is there and will come out eventually.
The second promise i conceptualised would be the word persistant. As the sun came and go very quickly, i thought to myself that leb won't be able to tan in the end as well, so i told him to go. However he told me that why not just wait a while, and i was like ah fine. And the sun did come out just almost 5 minutes after, and it shone very brightly too. It just makes me wonder how often we give up so easily, thinking that God won't answer my prayer, why wait or why persist. Sometimes it just takes a little while more for God to give us the answer, and it is for us christians to hold on to that faith and persist till we see the sun come out. If you are wondering why i had so much time to think about so many things, it is because i wasn't tanning. I was sitting nicely under a nice shelter just observing the happenings there, and that is why i got to see those disgusting che ko pek (lustful) banglas!
Just as i was enjoying the sun and sea breeze, i saw this 'babe' with very good figure and a very nice tan walking on the beach. She was of course dressed in her bikini, and not the conventional kind. She was in a g-string bottom practically exposing her whole butt. As i was observing, i saw this bangla walk up to her and said something which of course i could not hear. But looking at her response, he must have proposed something disgusting, because she simply looked at him with a very disgusted face and walked off within less than 5 seconds. After she and her friend walked away, a group of bangalas started trailing behind her just to stare at her half exposed ass! They followed her all the way from one end to the other so that they could just gaze at her butt. How disgusting and desperate can they get man.
I think their purpose was to go to the beach to look at bikini babes, but that action of theirs really disgusted me so much. It was just a butt and they could like follow behind them like how a dog will follow a bone. I wonder what would they do if they were at nude beaches! Look, i am not simply being racist here, but i really have to insist that their conduct makes them deserve the kind of perception people have on them. I do look up to polite and well behaved bangalas. Those that will make it a point to say excuse me on the train so they don't accidently brush against you when they go out of the train, or those that bother to keep their distance from you so as to not create the misunderstanding that they are out to take advantage of you. But for this kind, i am sure they would jump at the chance to bed some woman, or even man. Damn sick. Oh and guess what. The babe whom they were ogling at isn't a babe after all. She was actually a tranny! hahahahaha. I only realised that when i was waiting for leb outside the toilet. I saw that 'babe' go in to the toilet, and on her way out, some ang mo guys tried to pick her up and the moment she opened her mouth, my jaw dropped. A deep and manly voice came out of her mouth. No wonder her figure was so good and she was so daring as to wear a g-string bottom.
Anyway God was really nice to us on this day. Right after we ended our tanning session, it started to rain heavily! How perfect his timing is.
Thank you God for the goodness you have shown in my life
How often do we do wrong things yet God constantly forgives us.
I am not perfect, and because of my imperfection, the more i need you Lord.
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