random thoughts 2

something which happened more than 15 years ago was suddenly jolted into memory.
those were the times when a school bus seats 3 to a column, so it was a tight squeeze. i was only primary 1 or 2 then, and sometimes i sit next to this older guy called patrick. could still remember that he used to have the big brother mentality, and was terribly nice to me.
there was once when one of us carried a bit more stuff to school, so it was gonna be a real real real tight squeeze if a third person came along. he asked me to sit closer, then poured water at the edge of the seat, forcing any other kid who came along to avoid it and choose somewhere else. so in the end, we had a wee bit more room to spare. weird logic then, but maybe it worked.
nice (to me) guy or a terrible bas***d? i have no idea, til today.