"CNY's the time when families reunite, friends gather, happiness fills the air and most importantly Ang Pow money's given. Save the red packets and just give the money, and NO coins please. "
Up, down, left, right. No matter where you looked, the colour was red. Decorations inside every shopping complexes, ads on the roadside, politicians' faces beside the drains...blah blah blah...everything was red. I wondered what would people think if black was used instead? (Just kidding.) A lot of countries-especially those who owed China a big sum of money and those who wanted to please China- went overboard by decorating their countries with all sorts of silly stuff and pretended that they really did care about this occasion. Anyway, back in Cendana we had a pre-reunion dinner before we went back.
We played some cards after that. Yeah, I knew a lot of people got caught for this and I knew it's illegal. But what's the point of catching them? I could guarantee you that during CNY every house (Chinese of course) would have rounds and rounds of poker games going on. So what's the point? Why not gather all the Chinese in the prison and serve them free reunion dinner. You could bet they would continue to gamble in prison. But could you blame them? They were Chinese after all. And only human.
The next day, we went to Pavilion after school. The New Year songs that were playing in the air just made me want to rush home straight away. Of course I was just kidding, neither did I own private jet planes like some Dato nor my mouth was stuck with money that had the strong smell of coffee (or should I said the money from the people's sweat that disappeared mysteriously every year?)
After we had our reunion dinner, we took some family photos. The last time was when The Lord of the Rings was on the big screen. Yeah, it had been that long.
Spotted: A couple with the couple shirt on Valentine's day.
Doubt no more, it must be Mummy's idea.
The first day of CNY, a lot of pretentious people and blood..nope money-sucking politicians came to the open house and there was the lion dance. It was believed that this could ward off evil spirits. Blah, it was just business. All these genetically mutated lions ate nothing but money, money and money only.
On the second day, we went back to Perlis (Mummy's hometown). We visited Tasik Melati where Mummy and Papa's wedding photo shoot took place. "You know, last time....", "Your dad.....", "This place...." Yeah, yeah, yeah, Valentine's day's over Mummy.
And because of their love, we had these 2 naughty and hyperactive twins. They thought they were in some Chinese Kungfu movies. This was OK but what's WORSE was that Mummy thought she was filming Malaysian's next top model. Just take a look at the way she posted in front of the camera.
And that's how I spent my new year. Ang Pow money? RM0. Why? Mummy used them to pack Ang Pow for others. If someone gave 6 of us RM60, they would get back RM40 for their children. Yeah, you get the picture.
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