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Roaring Chinese New Year



Things that I love about Chinese New Year. 

  1. The food
  2. The family
  3. The traffic...which is NONE
  4. The mandarin oranges
  5. The new clothes
  6. The color (one of my fave colors is red, but not the jarring kind but still RED)
  7. The barbequed meat
  8. The drinking
  9. The gambling (although I don't gamble. I just like to watch other people gamble. Go figure)
  10. The no work (which, unfortunately for me, means no $$$. But never mind. No work)
  11. The no wake up early
  12. The no cooking frenzy
But there are a few things that I hate about Chinese New Year too. 
  1. The ang pows (giving them out is NO FUN)
  2. The annoying music
  3. The WEATHERRRRRR. God, how can it be sooooooo hot during Chinese New Year????
Yeah, only three things that I truly hate during Chinese New Year. Everything else, I like. 

And one more note about this Chinese New Year compared to others in the past. I used to be able to recycle the ang-pows (as in unpacking the money inside and then put the cash into new angpows and give it away) but I can't do that anymore this year because kids grow up, they know how to count money...and you know what....THEY. ARE. NOT. LETTING. YOU. ANYWHERE. NEAR. THEIR. LOOT. 

Damn. :-)

Comments

blinka.Li said…
I love the gathering part with family and friends!!

But doing nothing?? (next post) wow..just the visiting, eating and jaga anak really tire me out!! haha How can one be doing nothing?? ;P

Gong Xi Fa Cai!

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