a much needed respite for a tortured liver
i realised that my original post was too wordy so i kinda decided to split it into 2 separate entries instead.
sunday was family day, and the lure of my grandma's cuisine was more than enuf to persuade me outta bed to head to my wai gong's place for lunch. it was nice meeting up my 3 adorable baby cousins after a long time though my gallant offer play the nice big brother by taking the three of them to watch Madagascar was miscalculated cos' this was the last day of their june holidays and they start the new term tml. i can't help but to feel outta touch when i see the three girls (11, 9 and 5 respectively)surfing on my uncle-in-law's laptop watching videoclips of barbie perform 'opps i did it again' on barbie.com and chatting away on some website which function as an irc specifically for children. speaking of which i FUCKING SURE THAT there's some motherfucking balding sick old paedophile lurking behind a computer screen in that chatroom. shit, i can't remember the website, but it's something like an rpg game which each member profile taking on a full body avatar and the kids can then choose to go to either a party, the beach etc etc where they can interact by chatting with other avatars. ok, for a start, the IRC is supposedly kid-friendly as unlike MIRC which allows any typed response, the website only allows the kids to choose the construction of their dialogue from a list of prescribed sentences. For example, when at a fren's party, one avatar can choose to start a sentence with 1) How Are You Today 2) Do you like to 3) Hello, people etc, and then another list of choices on the subject matter of what the kids intend to talk about like based on the first choice of opening sentence such so a choice of 'Do you like to' will be followed by another list of choice of words like 'go to the beach' or 'read fairytales' etc. this is in fact a pretty brilliant idea, and though uncomprehensive, it allows kids to interact in a relatively controlled and secured enviroment as mentioned by my uncle-in-law. However, what gives away the fact that there are still sick fucks lurking around is the name of the handle which each member chooses. i was rather horrified to see my the 3 of them crowding in front of the screen chatting to someone with also a female avatar with the handle 's.exgurl'..WTF! i dun mean to generalise nor nitpick simply on the basis of one's choice of online pseudonyms...but to call oneself 's.exgurl' on a kiddy chat site is just plain WRONG though there might be a remote possibility that it might well be just another bona fide kiddy 8-yr -old pseudo-sex-kitten-wannabe-in-the-making who just chose the name to look cool. so with the latter in mind, the relatively safe nature at which the interaction takes place (since there's no way to exchange personal information with the prescibed dialogue) and not the least, my guilt about giving them false hopes by promising to take them to watch Madagascar which i'm wanted to watch anyway, i decided not to bao-toh the incident to my uncle-in-law lest he over-reacts and ban them from using the comp which will only make me doubly guilty.
i spent the entire afternoon meeting up BQ before he leaves for melbourne on tuesday morning. it seems bingquan is doing really well in his foundation course, getting one high distinctions two distinctions and a credit for his first semester. it may sound unimpressive to most, but for an ITE graduate with only an N level cert before that, it's no mean feat at all and i'm really glad he's since matured from the slacker, overspending cheehong-kia who gets cheated of a 1000 bucks LV bag and his emotions to at least a hardworking undergrad-to-be. ok, maybe he's still a chao cheehong cos' the fucker bang sare me at night just to attend some random girl's birthday party in some ultra ulu part of bukit panjang. you good! weigh charboh heavier than brother.
not intending to waste my evening just becos' of a cheehong kia, i decided to shift forward one of the must-do itinaries of this holidays - pay the long-awaited vist back to the Ark Music cafe (木船民歌餐庭) for a healthy dosage of cheena-kong serenading.
(YES! i'm going to fetch dad from office to West Coast now! Which means i'll have the car to myself today!! whahahaha...gotta go take a crap before driving if not scully half tabohleh tahan. continue story sometime later)
sunday was family day, and the lure of my grandma's cuisine was more than enuf to persuade me outta bed to head to my wai gong's place for lunch. it was nice meeting up my 3 adorable baby cousins after a long time though my gallant offer play the nice big brother by taking the three of them to watch Madagascar was miscalculated cos' this was the last day of their june holidays and they start the new term tml. i can't help but to feel outta touch when i see the three girls (11, 9 and 5 respectively)surfing on my uncle-in-law's laptop watching videoclips of barbie perform 'opps i did it again' on barbie.com and chatting away on some website which function as an irc specifically for children. speaking of which i FUCKING SURE THAT there's some motherfucking balding sick old paedophile lurking behind a computer screen in that chatroom. shit, i can't remember the website, but it's something like an rpg game which each member profile taking on a full body avatar and the kids can then choose to go to either a party, the beach etc etc where they can interact by chatting with other avatars. ok, for a start, the IRC is supposedly kid-friendly as unlike MIRC which allows any typed response, the website only allows the kids to choose the construction of their dialogue from a list of prescribed sentences. For example, when at a fren's party, one avatar can choose to start a sentence with 1) How Are You Today 2) Do you like to 3) Hello, people etc, and then another list of choices on the subject matter of what the kids intend to talk about like based on the first choice of opening sentence such so a choice of 'Do you like to' will be followed by another list of choice of words like 'go to the beach' or 'read fairytales' etc. this is in fact a pretty brilliant idea, and though uncomprehensive, it allows kids to interact in a relatively controlled and secured enviroment as mentioned by my uncle-in-law. However, what gives away the fact that there are still sick fucks lurking around is the name of the handle which each member chooses. i was rather horrified to see my the 3 of them crowding in front of the screen chatting to someone with also a female avatar with the handle 's.exgurl'..WTF! i dun mean to generalise nor nitpick simply on the basis of one's choice of online pseudonyms...but to call oneself 's.exgurl' on a kiddy chat site is just plain WRONG though there might be a remote possibility that it might well be just another bona fide kiddy 8-yr -old pseudo-sex-kitten-wannabe-in-the-making who just chose the name to look cool. so with the latter in mind, the relatively safe nature at which the interaction takes place (since there's no way to exchange personal information with the prescibed dialogue) and not the least, my guilt about giving them false hopes by promising to take them to watch Madagascar which i'm wanted to watch anyway, i decided not to bao-toh the incident to my uncle-in-law lest he over-reacts and ban them from using the comp which will only make me doubly guilty.
i spent the entire afternoon meeting up BQ before he leaves for melbourne on tuesday morning. it seems bingquan is doing really well in his foundation course, getting one high distinctions two distinctions and a credit for his first semester. it may sound unimpressive to most, but for an ITE graduate with only an N level cert before that, it's no mean feat at all and i'm really glad he's since matured from the slacker, overspending cheehong-kia who gets cheated of a 1000 bucks LV bag and his emotions to at least a hardworking undergrad-to-be. ok, maybe he's still a chao cheehong cos' the fucker bang sare me at night just to attend some random girl's birthday party in some ultra ulu part of bukit panjang. you good! weigh charboh heavier than brother.
not intending to waste my evening just becos' of a cheehong kia, i decided to shift forward one of the must-do itinaries of this holidays - pay the long-awaited vist back to the Ark Music cafe (木船民歌餐庭) for a healthy dosage of cheena-kong serenading.
(YES! i'm going to fetch dad from office to West Coast now! Which means i'll have the car to myself today!! whahahaha...gotta go take a crap before driving if not scully half tabohleh tahan. continue story sometime later)
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