Touchy Feely

On my way home from school today, I was (un)fortunate enough to witness BGR at its absolute best.

It all started with my walking across the overhead bridge to the bus stop opposite school, where I was supposed to wait for my mom. Upon arriving at the bus stop, I saw a young teenage couple - in their school uniforms, no less (it was pretty obvious which JC they were from, but we shan't mention names here) - giggling and hugging/touching/feeling (whatever you call it) each other, like they WEREN'T along the MAIN ROAD with MANY CARS zipping by and OTHER PEOPLE standing beside them, innocently waiting for their 170s and 48s to bring them home. In fact, the first thing I thought of when I saw them was the cheesy talentime lovey-dovey thing, except now for real and way worse.

Anyway, my mom soon arrived - before I puked along the pavement, thank goodness - and I jumped into the car, hitting my head in the process, but definitely glad to get away from all the, er, action. As fate would have it, the first thing my mom started telling me about, was of how she had just been in a shopping centre going up the escalator, and in front of her was a young, teenage couple (oh, no. You don't say!) "playing" with each other. "Playing" here is simply: 1. Giggling 2. Tickling each other (must be some thrill in that I've yet to discover) 3. Acting stupid 4. Having a conversation something along the lines of

Girl: Eeee (giggle) ...why you liddat one?
Boy: Whaaatt...
Girl: Very ticklish lehh...
Boy: Har? But you start first what...
Girl: Eeee...you always liddat. Don wan to tok to you oredi (giggle)
(both engage in intense tickling session peppered with coy giggles)

Gag factor. Somehow kinda reminds me of the famous Primary One "I don't friend you already" scenarios. Okay, well, so tickling and giggling on the escalator doesn't quite fall under the list of safety rules, and while attempting to tickle the girl back, or maybe it was to duck from the girl's tickling, the boy accidentally whacked my mom (HAH! Serves them right. HAH! HAH! HAH!), to which she proceeded to exclaim exaggeratedly, "OWWW!". The poor boyfriend looked extremely sheepish, and was apologising profusely to my mom. But the girl said nothing and didn't even look back, as if she had nothing to do with it. For a boyfriend that seems sufficiently nice (hey, at least he apologised), he has a horrid girlfriend. What can I say? Life isn't fair.

To continue, we were still in the car, and soon arrived at a traffic light. To our horror - though we did derive quite a bit of entertainment from it - there was ANOTHER outward display of affection happening right before our eyes! A young, teenage couple (I'm beginning to like this phrase) was standing at a junction around Sixth Avenue, waiting to cross the road. For some strange reason, the red man was stubbornly refusing to turn green, and we could tell that the young couple was getting rather impatient. Their hands must have started feeling impatient first, because slowly but surely, they began to snake around each other's bodies. Butt. Back. Neck. Face. Hair. Butt. Back. Neck. Face. Hair. The way I put it makes it sound quite unhygenic, but you get what I mean lah. Anyway, what started off as slowly and surely wasn't so slow and sure anymore. The two began hugging in that very soppy "Please don't leave me" or "You just coughed out blood; you're going to die" (aka Korean drama serial) way, when in actual fact, the most major thing going on was that they were waiting to cross the road. Funny thing here was that there was a hippie old lady waiting to cross the road as well. Her hair was greyish-white with pink highlights (flower power, dood)! Haha. Initially she was staring at the traffic light, willing that with the undeniable powers of her pink highlights, the man may turn green. Then, she turned around. BIG MISTAKE. VERY BIG. A LOT BIGGER THAN THIS FONT. She was unceremoniously blinded by the ugly sight of a young, teenage couple 'making out' at a traffic junction in broad daylight (6something in the evening does not make it NOT broad daylight, okay). Poor old woman! I could've sworn those pink highlights nearly invaded the rest of her hair.

OH. And this girl at the traffic junction was wearing her school uniform TOO! Like I said, shan't mention any names here, but for those who know where I live, she belongs to a JC opposite my house. Haha. How obvious.

Well, today was definitely a special day and seeing so many instances of The Best BGR Moments in a short span of an hour can only be described in one word. To quote a famous (enough) Biology teacher - "Quirky".