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and the cymbals crash!

Chinese New Year. The time when your house, so normally quiet during the year, comes alive with noise and colour. Relatives and friends come in with well-wishes and shouting with chatter, hyperactive children run around in new clothes and combed hair, parroting songs from Chinese musical specials being blared from tvs. Tasty tidbits line living-room tables in jars and lacquered containers, ready to be snacked on. At mealtimes, steaming hot delicious eight course dinners served at round red-clothed dining tables are devoured by hungry mouths. Everyone is talking. Laughing.

Never mind that after each group of guests leave, your place is littered with tidbit scraps and spills on the floor, and half-empty drink cans at the most unexpected places, e.g your bedroom. Never mind that there will be some visitors' kids who will come up brazenly to you and ask for money packets. Never mind that the same festive songs with the same festive singers play over and over on the tv and you want to turn the damn thing off, but can't because there will always be somebody plunked down on the couch in front of the box actually watching the program.

There's nothing like Chinese New Year at all.

I still wonder who was it who went into my bedroom.

Sunday, February 6

aiyahh..

Jane was supposed to come over today, but she couldn't make it because she had flu. Went to the public pool to swim, but it was being cleaned. Went to the park to jog, but it started to rain. Went to Midvalley Megamall to shop, but as today is a Sunday, and the last Sunday before Chinese New Year at that, couldn't find any parking spaces at all and had to leave. Planned to go for nice pizza dinner with family, but suddenly mum's throat was feeling dry, so ended up having fish porridge instead. All in all, today was an extremely unspectacular day.

Well, I didn't feel much like pizza, anyways..