jolly kids

overheard outside of 7-11 this afternoon as i was walking in to buy a fruit juice:

didi 1: oooi!!! i told you they'd check!!!
didi 2: yeah lah, i know lah, that's why i told them i forgot my ic mah!!!
didi 1: wah lau eh...heng ah...if not we sure kena already lah.
didi 2: forget ic means forget ic lah...wah lau eh. hahaha. shiok hor? i can feel it already... *takes long sip from can*

that's when i saw them...



...sipping on "jolly shandy"... =|

kids nowadays...but then again, they were from fairfield methodist secondary school (albeit in sec 2 at most)...the purported pai kia school...in my books at least...back in jc, the dua pai kia in our school was this scrawny kid from fmss...don't know how it got to be that way...

i guess when you're the only kid wearing gold jewellry and fashioning real louis vuitton sling bags, you get some status somehow (not unlike the grown-up world that we live in now).

and plus, he was going out with the school's hottest chic, who also happened to be my secondary school crush. nice huh? haha...

anyway, i managed to get into his good books, and we even played on the same basketball team together, winning a 3-on-3 tournament which we happened to have organised, and which we happened to have won...fair and square for that matter...really! no back arm tactics involved at all!

so i guess if you can't beat 'em (literally), might as well join 'em huh? hahaha. (though later, it got a bit awkward explaining why i always had so many "detentions" in school when he asked me to go out and fight in his gang for real...hehe.)

back to the jolly kids...don't drink. or else you might end up with a gang of followers and the hottest chic in school. so yeah, don't drink.

cheers. =)