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fri nite

it's been a great evening.
it's been quite some time since i enjoyed such great company.
was at pasir ris beach with Benny, having red wines, cheese cubes, Ritz racker n chocolates. under the stars, with the seabreeze gently blowing caressing our faces.
the wine was good. especially the 1996 Italian.
the spicy finish was exotic. the smokey-hint was subtle. the full-body was fulfiling.

the talk revolved over fine arts, our career prospects, personal life. his graduation exhibition. our friends. difference between life in Uni n life at La Selle Art Acad.
jus chilling out simply over intelligent conversations.
to me.... intelligent, opinionated, confident conversations are the sexiest.
looks are very secondary. i'll give a Himbo a run for his money.... anytime...

the walk along the beach was special.. i can't remember when was the last time when i walked on the beach barefooted. to feel the soft sand beneath my feet, touch the water with my toes, peek into the dark crab holes during low tides, watch the malay encik cast his fishing rods, look at the johor industrial estate with awe, marvel the stars, satellites and planes.

looking at the young yeenage couples frolicking on the benches makes me wonder where did the fun in my sec sch days go. i never liked having chalets.
looking at the malay families pitching their tents, zzzing in the open, having 24/7 BBQs, strumming their guitars, and playing with their bicycles was... a different realization. i'm envious of how the malays enjoy their lives, here in urban singapore.
they are contented. contented. it's so.... kampung ambience.
they never asked for much, as long as they have enough to spend, to eat and send their kids to school. they knew how to take time out and enjoy the moment, enjoy nature with their families. it never mattered to them riches, social status, and high education.
well, that's what i assume to be the case, but really... very different from the chinese families.... who make their kids mug like hell, compare their kids with those of other friends and relatives, compare who goes a further destination for vacations without appreciating the destinations and their history. superficial.

then, some teenagers came along to spoil our evening.
we left our snacks on our table n left for the toilet together. when we returned, the final glass of wine was gone, the cheese was all over, flattened n carved into... some creative designs... my chocolate was gone! dried fruits became confetti strewn all over the floor. there sat 4 chinese sec sch students on our benches....

guess what? Benny n i decided to have some 'fun' with them....
Benny asked them for their names, sec schs, age, asked what they were trying to do and got rid of them, asked which chalet unit they were from, whose name was the unit under.
he posed as an army officer using his old reservist IC and being firm with them.
me? i went up to them, asked for their ID, asked them for their schs.
posed as a sec sch teacher, blocked their way, had one of them falling off the bench,
asked them what they did to my chocolates and lamented how they spoilt my evening.
no, i didn't preach. but i scared them with stories of chocolates laced with biological germs and threats of terrorism..... and how some chemicals can corrode internal organs when mixed with hydrochloric acid and water ions in the stomach..... hahahaha.... so much for my chemistry. and they bought my story!
they obediently told me their schools, and pleaded with me not to call up their schools.
they also admitted to me that they have girls in their chalet, from the school i was supposedly to be teaching at. heh heh... i advised them to be careful and not get into trouble with the law of underage sex.
i told them that teachers also needed a holiday, i can't be bothered with them.
they asked what time we were going to leave, Benny n i asked why. they wanted to buy us another bar of chocolate. of course, we told them it's ok, have fun, enjoy themselves but be careful. that experience with them provided me with a good laugh!

i don't know why... at that very moment, i really wished that i was their teacher.
i won't preach, but i will jus let these kids learn it the hard way.
let them experiment with cigarettes, alcohol and easy-to-screw girls. they will experience the pinch in time. yet, i wil also guide them along, be their good friend, play along yet be strict in terms of moral dicipline and studies.

before we left, we went to Cheers to get some cigarettes. Benny smokes.
some kid asked us to help him buy a Bacardi Breezer.
i shot out "well, since we're helping buy it, why not get something stronger?"
the kids were taken back by my remark.... and looked really blur....
Benny said to me "let them have the Bacardi... get high once and they will learn it the hard way" i agreed. jus for their experience of knowing what is alcohol. but he was quite worried that they will use the Bacardi to drunk some girl at the chalet. but i was more than assured, and told him, whichever girl who accepts that drink asked for a lesson herself.
common sense tells u: 1. not to accept drinks easily, even it is from friends.
2. it's alcohol. girls should not be drinking it in a adult-free chalet when they have never tried alcohol before, since they will not know how they will react.
3. no one gets drunk on Bacardi Breezer!?!?

then, the kids thanked us.... "thanks uncle, thanks auntie."
gosh!!!! i freaked out n remarked, "u call me auntie without being sure of my age???!!! do i look 40yrs old to u???" the kids were like.... "eh... no. sorry, thank jie-jie"

*grumbles... n looks at entire range of skincare products wondering if they work*

posted by Veen @ 13:28