Of all the holidays, I hate the one i dislike the most is Chinese New Year.
There's a constant squabble on which side of the family to go first, then second day.
No shops are open for any shopping to get away from it all.
Too much new year goodies that make you fat.
Everyone has different schedules that make arranging for mahjong so difficult.
Nothing nice to watch on TV. You get to a certain age before Stephen Chow ceases to be funny. It happened to me when i was 15.
There used to be a need to buy new clothes. Ang paos received used to be more than money spent on clothes. Then it became lopsided. This year i didnt spend a single cent on new clothes. Apparently this year, carrying a packet of bak kwa makes you more attractive than a nice shirt.
I hope for Sunday soon... got badminton.. YAY!
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