Few more days before we really sitting down with family members for the reunion dinner. It's also the start of my long week rest from work and all the daily congestion. Yes!!! K.L going to be vehicle-less for at least few days. Well not really congestion free but you can listen to bird sing in the morning instead of cars honk.
I'm not really a big fan of CNY. But as a chinese, I celebrate it as much as any chinese in Malaysia do.
The thing about CNY is, either you get plentiful of rest or you get plentiful of driving. Rest because you are born in KL and you decide to celebrate here. Driving because you need to travel few hundred kms just to reunite with your family together with thousands other poor souls who trapped with you on the highway.
The food factor. Ahh Yes. The food. "Daging salai". Seriously if you have tested "daging salai", beef jerky is nothing. Absolutely nothing. Go spread to ang mo. tell them to switch to our version of jerky. But then of cause ours are more oily and unhealthy. There's so much food that it's not possible to write every single one of them.
"Ang paus". Money is a big factor. Haha. Gambling + Ang Paus = Fun x 10. The reason alot of us is looking forawrd to CNY is because of gambling. I think gambling is in the blood of chinese, we just like to gamble. Gamble your kids, your wife, your dog and etc. Chinese is creative gambler. They bet almost everything.
And then the big turn off. The relatives factor. How many of you guys have relatives problem?
I've asked few of my friends, they had these relatives problem also. If you would use a dog breed to describe them, they're definitely the blood hound. They poke their nose everywhere. They are two face too. When facing each other, they jokes and laugh. When you turn back, they turn into some gossip machine and spread pure fabric rumours about you.
Yes, I do not get along with my relatives. My mum told me, ever since I was small, I like to isolate myself. Call me anti social, call me freak, call me whatever you want. Every CNY, they came to my house, eat my foods, leave their poops and left over for me to pick up and yetttttttttt I still need to show some ancient chinese royalty kow tow to them.
Once they're at the front door, your can hear my dad calling my name and greet my relatives like some eunuch paying a respect to Chinese Emperor.
"Wong seung man sui man sui..man man suiiiiiii".
Mum: Why your face liddat? Happy abit can anot? Smile. Lets put a smile on that face.
Me: (:
Yes..Kow tow....I bet half of them don't even knew my name. I think this year I need to ran amok with "parang" just to chase them away. (Guys, if you see me waving parang, I'm still sane k..I'm just chasing my relatives away. )
I don't know are my relatives reading my blog, but if you do. Don't come this year!!! Cause I'm crazy + siao this year. I will slash you if you come my house.
Haha. Who am I kidding. Come come. Everyone come. Gong Xi Fa Cai (Hiding a knife behind my back. )
I'm not really a big fan of CNY. But as a chinese, I celebrate it as much as any chinese in Malaysia do.
The thing about CNY is, either you get plentiful of rest or you get plentiful of driving. Rest because you are born in KL and you decide to celebrate here. Driving because you need to travel few hundred kms just to reunite with your family together with thousands other poor souls who trapped with you on the highway.
The food factor. Ahh Yes. The food. "Daging salai". Seriously if you have tested "daging salai", beef jerky is nothing. Absolutely nothing. Go spread to ang mo. tell them to switch to our version of jerky. But then of cause ours are more oily and unhealthy. There's so much food that it's not possible to write every single one of them.
"Ang paus". Money is a big factor. Haha. Gambling + Ang Paus = Fun x 10. The reason alot of us is looking forawrd to CNY is because of gambling. I think gambling is in the blood of chinese, we just like to gamble. Gamble your kids, your wife, your dog and etc. Chinese is creative gambler. They bet almost everything.
And then the big turn off. The relatives factor. How many of you guys have relatives problem?
I've asked few of my friends, they had these relatives problem also. If you would use a dog breed to describe them, they're definitely the blood hound. They poke their nose everywhere. They are two face too. When facing each other, they jokes and laugh. When you turn back, they turn into some gossip machine and spread pure fabric rumours about you.
Yes, I do not get along with my relatives. My mum told me, ever since I was small, I like to isolate myself. Call me anti social, call me freak, call me whatever you want. Every CNY, they came to my house, eat my foods, leave their poops and left over for me to pick up and yetttttttttt I still need to show some ancient chinese royalty kow tow to them.
Once they're at the front door, your can hear my dad calling my name and greet my relatives like some eunuch paying a respect to Chinese Emperor.
"Wong seung man sui man sui..man man suiiiiiii".
Mum: Why your face liddat? Happy abit can anot? Smile. Lets put a smile on that face.
Me: (:
Yes..Kow tow....I bet half of them don't even knew my name. I think this year I need to ran amok with "parang" just to chase them away. (Guys, if you see me waving parang, I'm still sane k..I'm just chasing my relatives away. )
I don't know are my relatives reading my blog, but if you do. Don't come this year!!! Cause I'm crazy + siao this year. I will slash you if you come my house.
Haha. Who am I kidding. Come come. Everyone come. Gong Xi Fa Cai (Hiding a knife behind my back. )
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