this year's hong bao collection is not fantastic. even though economy is supposed to be getting better, ang pow's are getting slimmer. what used to be filled up with red notes are now left with purple and of a undesirable denomination (i'm superstitious).
anyhow, it's the time of the year where ppl ran out of things to ask you and can ask one question. even if it comes differently phrases from different mouths, it's the same damn question.
"when can i stop giving u ang pow"
"when my turn receive ang pow from you"
"when getting married"
at least my eldest aunt has more sense.
the rest are being typically the "crowd".
for pete's sake i'm only 23 years old.
you wanna sponsor my wedding and care for my kid issit?
hearing such things during the sweetness of your relationship, this can bring slight thrills running down your back and a flush of warm glow up ur cheeks but no, we have more things in our mind to think of. the real deal about marriage.
i just got a dress and settled for it to be my CNY dress.
glad ppl agreed with wad they saw at the gathering.
i had a few nice compliments here and there.
mix and match of unhappy events with bored moments, i seldom had much fun during CNY other than a typical gathering of relatives whom i do somehow miss seeing. but after that few hours of gathering, it's back to woodenly going ard visiting ppl but not enjoying the company much.
then i realised. i really am too solitary. i had close one-to-one friendships but i belong to no close knitted group. thus gatherings seldom involved me.
then i'm thrust back into the past where i recall bitterly those mid-year and year end holidays where i'll stay home doing nothing for few weeks straight.
but at least i have him around with me always and that's comforting enough.
there is however, something left to have me feeling bitter about future gatherings.
in carpark in wilson's neighbourhood
this was another day. we met up with zhiwei and his gf.
but before that, we had to wait in suntec for zhiwei to finish work.
smile.
my dad's turn to show his cooking skill w/o my mom stopping him. heh
and.. dad can get abit extreme. in terms of overfeeding us.
just look at the amount of golden mushroom he thrown into the soup!
but actually, i like golden mushroom alot heh.
another project.
made a crystal angel keychain for helen.
now it's hanging my her hp. heh.




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