This was definitely one of the best Chinese New Years I've ever had.
First, the amount of money in my angbaos increased, for reasons unknown - not that I'm complaining, of course.
Second, there was a lunch banquet at OCBC Centre's Peach Garden restaurant (which I didn't know existed). FREE GOOD FOOD IS ALWAYS WELCOME.
Third and most importantly, I finally got to know some of my cousins better.
I've been in a sort of stagnant turmoil since the realization that I barely know anyone's names on my dad's side of the family. Hence a decision was made: I needed to talk more.
I know, I know. How does one even shut me up?
Answer: Put me in a room with people that share part of the same genes as me that I only see once per year.
It's wildly effective.
Although this year was better because when I joked about being shy when my aunt asked, "Why are you so quiet today," she just paused for a moment, then burst out laughing. After which she told my other aunt about it, who laughed as well.
At least some people in that room knew about my being loud/incessantly talkative.
Oh, fourth point: I won money in blackjack!! Gambling and winning minuscule amounts of money make me very happy. Money is money is money.
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Pffft Valentine's
Since Chinese New Year is imminent, I was clearing out my closet and cupboards last night, and I found tons of mix CDs that I'd made eons ago.
From the first one to the last (I'd labeled them, too), I could see the number of Chinese songs slowly being replaced by more English ones. Interesting - my childhood in songs.
So I put one of them on, and now Fish Leong's famous song about breaking up is stuck in my head. Early this morning when I woke up, it had been "勇气" (Courage).
The songs spoke to me, even though I'm not in a relationship and never have been, which signifies so much about the lyrics. In the break-up song ("分手快乐"), there's a line where the broken-hearted girl laments about being alone for Valentine's Day, and Fish tells her that if you've found the right person, every day is Valentine's Day.
And with V Day right around the corner, I can't help but slam my fist on the table in total agreement ("HELLS YEAH! TELL HER, FISHY!"). Why commemorate your love on the same day as everybody else? Sure, it probably feels good that you have a boyfriend/girlfriend to shower you with gifts and extra attention on V Day, but isn't it better if they don't save up all their energy and love for that one day?
Wouldn't it be better if he/she peppered you with little thoughtful gifts throughout the weeks and made extra time for you once in a while for a good meal?
Maybe that's too much to ask. It would take a great deal of thoughtfulness and care (not to mention money) on their part to keep that up. But still, they don't have to be materialistic! Just a simple handwritten note with love is sufficient, in my opinion. Or little gestures like buying your favorite snack ("Oh wow tutu kueh! I HEART YOU") or helping to buy that pair of socks because there are holes in yours and you always forget.
In an ideal world, this would totally be my relationship but we all know fantasy doesn't mix with reality (unless we're talking about unicorns - they are real), so I guess we can all just hope and pray that we meet that girl/guy for whom we like enough to throw away that fantasy.
From the first one to the last (I'd labeled them, too), I could see the number of Chinese songs slowly being replaced by more English ones. Interesting - my childhood in songs.
So I put one of them on, and now Fish Leong's famous song about breaking up is stuck in my head. Early this morning when I woke up, it had been "勇气" (Courage).
The songs spoke to me, even though I'm not in a relationship and never have been, which signifies so much about the lyrics. In the break-up song ("分手快乐"), there's a line where the broken-hearted girl laments about being alone for Valentine's Day, and Fish tells her that if you've found the right person, every day is Valentine's Day.
And with V Day right around the corner, I can't help but slam my fist on the table in total agreement ("HELLS YEAH! TELL HER, FISHY!"). Why commemorate your love on the same day as everybody else? Sure, it probably feels good that you have a boyfriend/girlfriend to shower you with gifts and extra attention on V Day, but isn't it better if they don't save up all their energy and love for that one day?
Wouldn't it be better if he/she peppered you with little thoughtful gifts throughout the weeks and made extra time for you once in a while for a good meal?
Maybe that's too much to ask. It would take a great deal of thoughtfulness and care (not to mention money) on their part to keep that up. But still, they don't have to be materialistic! Just a simple handwritten note with love is sufficient, in my opinion. Or little gestures like buying your favorite snack ("Oh wow tutu kueh! I HEART YOU") or helping to buy that pair of socks because there are holes in yours and you always forget.
In an ideal world, this would totally be my relationship but we all know fantasy doesn't mix with reality (unless we're talking about unicorns - they are real), so I guess we can all just hope and pray that we meet that girl/guy for whom we like enough to throw away that fantasy.
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Ice cream
Had a lot of fun last night at dinner with my group of crazy friends and that one random kitten.
We went to this Indian restaurant and they actually forgot to bill us for two of our meals, so we just paid and scattered the hell out of there. Sure, I feel terrible, but even more so when I think about the lack of funds in my bank account.
Sorry dudes, next time I'll tip.
Afterwards we went for homemade ice cream at Merely's Ice Cream Parlor at Sunshine Plaza, and they had this stout chocolate flavor which was so good. Their green tea is awesome, too. Tastes like Starbucks' green tea latte.
Conversation never ceased between us at all because I had some anecdotes to spill, and everybody's reactions were really fun. I guess it's considered a good night for me when I get to talk a lot.
Or dance a lot. Man, I can't wait for Mutemath's concert - I am going to dance the heck out of it.
We went to this Indian restaurant and they actually forgot to bill us for two of our meals, so we just paid and scattered the hell out of there. Sure, I feel terrible, but even more so when I think about the lack of funds in my bank account.
Sorry dudes, next time I'll tip.
Afterwards we went for homemade ice cream at Merely's Ice Cream Parlor at Sunshine Plaza, and they had this stout chocolate flavor which was so good. Their green tea is awesome, too. Tastes like Starbucks' green tea latte.
Conversation never ceased between us at all because I had some anecdotes to spill, and everybody's reactions were really fun. I guess it's considered a good night for me when I get to talk a lot.
Or dance a lot. Man, I can't wait for Mutemath's concert - I am going to dance the heck out of it.
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