YEAR NEW CHINESE HAPPY
Oh my goodness, the laughing baby in blue in the YouTube video is super-duper-uber cute, lah! His laughter is just so irresistibly infectious. Hohoho! I've replayed the video a gazillion times, but his X-factor has never failed to rub off on me.
Anyway, everyone's having CNY or Happy Chinese New Year or the likes as their blog entry. So, I decided to be special, and thus the innovative blog title for this post. =)
it's already the second day of CNY. And, as the years go by, I realized that such festivals do not excite, or have the usual euphoric effect, on me the way it used to as a child. Dressing up in little girly frocks and having Mum pigtail-ing my hair with red ribbons seemed so exciting. I could remember the bubbling excitement, and being hardly able to contain the enthusiasm over the relatives I'm about to meet.
And as I learned, as one ages, one begin to wonder what's so exciting about the so-called "exciting" things of the past? In contrast to Christmas - an occasion of angelic voices and smoothing melodies, when the night is silent, when the night is holy, when all is calm, and when all is bright - we are unceremoniously bludgeoned with a jarring cacophonous noise of dong-dong-dong-qiang, dong-dong-dong qiang which some, incredulously, call it music. How this amazing feat is achieved is arrantly mystifying; it's got to be crowned as the eighth Great Wonder of the World. This is so unlike the music at Christmas, which have a somewhat calming, and possibly sedating, effect on many.
Anyway, what brightens me up these days whenever I - a student whose full-time job is to study and job description can be effectively summarized as SS (Study and Score, not Social Studies, you nerds) - think of CNY is definitely the amazing drawing power of the red, hot, seductive, and bewitching ang pows ($$$!!!).
And not forgetting, the delicious prawn roll crackers (hae bi hum) totally concuss me left right and center - as it had done in running succession for the past 21 years. Oh! My! Goodness!
HAE BI HUM, HERE I COME!!! !!! !!!
I'm hopelessly and senselessly addicted. Somebody save me.*grins*
Anyway, what's it with oranges and bak gua, among all things?! I don't like them one bit. The former is either too sweet or too sour, when the latter is definitely too oily and hard to chew.
Why can't it be D24 durians and coffee buns? Duh!
Before I end off, it's such an opportune time to show off my modest literary prowess by wishing you guys a joyous New Year Quick Happy, One Road Smooth Wind, Horse Arrived Work Done, Step Step High Rise, Year Year Got Fish, Heart Think Work Done, Million Things As Wish, Dragon Horse Sperm God, Early Birth Expensive Son, Gong Xi Fa Cai, and Hong Bao Na Lai!!!
My Chinese good, bah? *preens brightly*
=)
Oh my goodness, the laughing baby in blue in the YouTube video is super-duper-uber cute, lah! His laughter is just so irresistibly infectious. Hohoho! I've replayed the video a gazillion times, but his X-factor has never failed to rub off on me.
Anyway, everyone's having CNY or Happy Chinese New Year or the likes as their blog entry. So, I decided to be special, and thus the innovative blog title for this post. =)
it's already the second day of CNY. And, as the years go by, I realized that such festivals do not excite, or have the usual euphoric effect, on me the way it used to as a child. Dressing up in little girly frocks and having Mum pigtail-ing my hair with red ribbons seemed so exciting. I could remember the bubbling excitement, and being hardly able to contain the enthusiasm over the relatives I'm about to meet.
And as I learned, as one ages, one begin to wonder what's so exciting about the so-called "exciting" things of the past? In contrast to Christmas - an occasion of angelic voices and smoothing melodies, when the night is silent, when the night is holy, when all is calm, and when all is bright - we are unceremoniously bludgeoned with a jarring cacophonous noise of dong-dong-dong-qiang, dong-dong-dong qiang which some, incredulously, call it music. How this amazing feat is achieved is arrantly mystifying; it's got to be crowned as the eighth Great Wonder of the World. This is so unlike the music at Christmas, which have a somewhat calming, and possibly sedating, effect on many.
Anyway, what brightens me up these days whenever I - a student whose full-time job is to study and job description can be effectively summarized as SS (Study and Score, not Social Studies, you nerds) - think of CNY is definitely the amazing drawing power of the red, hot, seductive, and bewitching ang pows ($$$!!!).
And not forgetting, the delicious prawn roll crackers (hae bi hum) totally concuss me left right and center - as it had done in running succession for the past 21 years. Oh! My! Goodness!
HAE BI HUM, HERE I COME!!! !!! !!!
I'm hopelessly and senselessly addicted. Somebody save me.*grins*
Anyway, what's it with oranges and bak gua, among all things?! I don't like them one bit. The former is either too sweet or too sour, when the latter is definitely too oily and hard to chew.
Why can't it be D24 durians and coffee buns? Duh!
Before I end off, it's such an opportune time to show off my modest literary prowess by wishing you guys a joyous New Year Quick Happy, One Road Smooth Wind, Horse Arrived Work Done, Step Step High Rise, Year Year Got Fish, Heart Think Work Done, Million Things As Wish, Dragon Horse Sperm God, Early Birth Expensive Son, Gong Xi Fa Cai, and Hong Bao Na Lai!!!
My Chinese good, bah? *preens brightly*
=)
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