this has been a week of extremes. three of them, in fact.
1. frustration
yeah. actually this kinda boiled over from last week, but screw you if you wanna be anal about details.
so anywho.
for those who don't know (which i suppose would constitute a good 70 percent of friends), i'm attending an event at the Singapore Writers' Festival.
this is also going to be the first time i'm meeting a friend whom i've known online.
check her stuff out before i continue: http://magnetic-porcupine.deviantart.com/
she's my church friend's classmate, andddd she's 14. hold off the paedophilic allegations just a second. her mum's concerned about her meeting me - alone, and it's reasonable and understandable.
but from other instances i have experienced, her mum is more than a little paranoid.
i'll just state one example. i probably shouldn't 'cos she might consider this private, but i've got so much shit to get off my chest. so sorry stef!
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magnetic-porcupine said the following:
oh um my friend's coming along :x
i hope you don't mind >.<
and, also, my mother read through all the smses and she's like "o.o why are you talking to GUYS? i don't want you talking to guys at this age"
so i guess... best to minimize smses and all that? because i do tend to forget to delete smses a lot D:
thanks
so, in my signature sarcastic humour...
eh hello auntie ah. if i have to be incredibly straightforward to the point of being crude, then i'll say it.
at 14, there are already kids out there who're already fucking can. and getting pregnant somemore. though that's not the point actually.
and it's not like i'm even contemplating dating your daughter.
of course i know she has O levels ahead of her; i've been there before.
(i've actually told her before that she shouldn't do art for her O levels 'cos it's too time wasting.)
and if your daughter has to delete smses for fear of you reading them, then you might as well not have gotten her a phone.
or even let her go to school - who knows if there are lesbians among her classmates?
if anyone's going to distract her from her studies, it'll be you. yes you.
because all that time she has to spend deleting smses and the potential sleepless nights resulting from worrying if she deleted every last potentially incriminating sms would affect her more than any boyfriend.
if you think i'm some Internet stalker trying to take advantage of your daughter, consider the following:
1. i don't know what kind of a stalker would wait 3 hours in the sun on a Saturday afternoon, all on the off chance that he'd see what your daughter looks like.
2. or that he'd spend a Sunday afternoon at a literary event instead of a shopping mall, just so he can meet your daughter. and hopefully get into her pants. in the presence of 900 people.
3. or that your daughter's classmate would want her friend's art to be noticed by a stalker/ rapist. from her church, moreover.
but that isn't the point really, if priests can molest little boys.
if you still think i'm trying to ruin your daughter's future, then good on you. and you severely lack communication with her.
d is for delightful, and try to keep your trousers on...
i think the other two extremes, tiredness and depression (yep, you heard right) could be rolled into one, so i'll save myself the typing time and you people the reading time.
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