Showing posts with label CNY. Show all posts
Showing posts with label CNY. Show all posts

Sunday, February 10, 2008

So un-(enter word)

Chinese New Year is so un-Chinese New Year this time. Other than having to watch Music Station Super Live, everything else was a snore fest. First, I’m stuck at home. That’s coz the car broke down (can’t get it fixed till Monday coz all the mechanics are having a wonderful CNY opposed to mine). Second, there was an electrical cut for hours yesterday morning, disrupting my sleep, and burning the skin off my back. Third, I see fewer relatives this year, and for some reason, they’re relatively inactive. Maybe they’re all on drowsy medication. And finally the fussy auntie didn’t call at all. She calls every CNY. Big, big, surprise. Although I hate being forced to go to her place, not going meant significantly less ang pau.

With all the inactivity, Runawaycat’s steamboat count is still at one. Perhaps I should change it to Runawaycat’s days rotting at home count. The latter would win without even having to compete.

CNY 2008 vocabulary: uncanny, uninteresting, un-active, unimaginable, un-happening, So Un-CNY.

Short entry? That's coz the yakuza has more things to say. The cat's in a mess now.

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Gong Xi Fa Cai YouTube style

I was searching for my favourite CNY commercial; the one where the grandma goes around the house telling everyone to get rid of black things and replace them with red. Still can't find it but I found other uh...funny ones unrelated to this festive season. Anyway...enjoy! And oh, if anyone knows where I can find that commercial I was looking for, do tell.



CNY so hot, I'm seeing things

It’s so hot, I’m hallucinating. The other day when I was driving, I saw water up ahead on the road. I thought someone had spilled water on it but no matter how far I drive, I get nowhere near it. It’s so freaking hot I’m seeing a mirage.





And today my back felt like it was on fire even though I wasn’t sleeping on it. When it started to feel like my skin was going to burn off, I got up to lie on the floor. It didn’t matter that my room floor was dusty. The icy cold dirty floor felt good. It’s still dirty now, even though we’re 4 minutes away from Chinese New Year, when you’re not supposed to sweep your floor anymore till the second day. Oh well, who said everything must be squeaky clean?

Sheesh why did I start talking bout my room? Sigh, it’s a warzone of dust. If you stand 10 feet away from it, you’ll see my room in a nice, pretty condition. That’s until you zoom in a 100x. Welcome to my room you farking dusts! It’s like all the dusts in the world is gathered in my room! Oh what the hell. It’s 12 am already.

Gong Xi Fa Cai!

Oh and I just had my first steamboat of the year. I’m predicting more to come. Hallelujah. Riggghhhhtt….