Well, its 10 o clock in the pm and im bloody freezing. Me and and the family decided that it'd be fun to get our butts frozen up over in Genting Highlands. Here I am in the hotel room wrapped under 25 layers of blankets in a room with a laptop. Which, incidentally, has been a bit of a bitch. Somehow, through the magic of technology, the makers of this fine computer decided that, to make things easier for the user, he has made a few adjustments to the keyboard.
'I will now make the keys UIO and P, JKL and M, each time they are pressed, they will register as different characters on the screen! And because of this accomplistment, people will bask in the genius that is I. And people'd be asking, 'What the fucking hell did you do that for? It serves no purposes whatsoever except making words all messed up.'
'Ahah!' the so called computer genius would say triumphantly.
And gets beaten up to death later with the laptop. True story. I read about it the internet. Hey, its from the internet so it must be true, innit? Like this current entry you're reading. It's ALL TRUE!
Anyhoo, its not my laptop really but my one of nieces. Imagine that- a 9 year old kid having flippin' laptop! When I was her age, I didnt even get a typewriter! Come to think of it, I didnt even get to use pen and paper! (I'm just exagerating this point. I did get to use it. In secret.)
If I wanted a laptop during that age, things'd prolly go like this:
'A laptop?' they said. 'What the hell would you need a laptop for?'
'Y'know. Stuff. So's I can.. well, you know. Stuff!'
'What kind of stuff?' Dont you just hate it when your mum or dad asks questions about things that they'll never ever buy you. Makes you feel like theres glint of hope that you'd actually get what you wanted, but 30 seconds later discover that they were just asking because occasinally, playing mind games with your 9 year old kid is fun. Can't wait to do that to my future kid.
'Well, for one thing, I can put it on my lap. Very handy having a full blown computer on your lap. Really. Thats why its called a Laptop. It comes from two words: Lapt and Op.' I wasnt a really smart kid growing up.
'Really?'
'Yeah, really.'
'No.'
'Why not?! Everyone my age's got a laptop!'
'You're not getting a laptop.'
'Why?!'
'It's not been invented yet.'
Told you I wasnt really a smart kid growing up.
But seriously, though, kids nowadays are really lucky. I've got a nephew in primary school that has a handphone. Technology nowadays is so abundant and cheap that people can afford to buy it for their kids.
To not be able to use!
I mean, come on! Whats a 12 year old going to do with a phone that they cant even afford to buy top-up credits for? 'Today, I've saved up 50 cents from my lunch money. And if I keep this up, I'll have enough cash to buy me an RM10 top up card in 5 years. Ohoo, this is going to be so cool!' And you know the kid'll finish up the first 50 bucks for of credit in 40 seconds.
And parents wont give you money for it all the time. No no no. His main task of actually having a phone is to charge it whenever its batteries go flat. Oh, and occasionally, answer a call or two. And thats about it.
'What about money for the credits?' kids would ask.
'Get a job! You're not a hippie, are you?'
'No... But I'm 12.'
And then they'd get started with the 'When I was your age...' story which somehow portrays them to look as if they've had to toil in crazy working conditions with no air conditioning and no access to the internet. Which was partly true. There WAS no airconditioning back then.
So yeah. Which is why nowadays you can see underaged workers in third world countries working. To buy prepaid top ups. Oh, yeah. This is all true. Really. It's in the internet, remember?
But I joke. I'm writing now because I'm kinda bored. I cant post this post after I finish it because I've no access to the net. Well, Genting. Cool place, really. Stayed in the hotel for the most part of the day today because I'm too lazy to go out. Why? Because its flippin' cold out! I spent the day just chillin' on the bed with this laptop and watching stuff I brought from home while my sis and her kids go out and have a ball in the theme park and my parents are having a ball watching some old hack croon.
The reason we came up here in the first place was because my parents got tickets to a Cliff Richard(the hack) concert. Who's Cliff Richard(he's the old hack), you ask. I dunno. Google it lah. Ask me for what. If Cliff Richard is some porn star, then boy, have my parents gone out to the wroooong concert! Really.
Well, I is lazy no mo. I think I'll go out for a walk. Goodbye.
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Cliff richard - is that like a place where people go to fall or something?
no. i think you got confused with engelbert humperdink.
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