CNY went by so long dy..so this is mainly going to be a pictures/vanity post.
The new year celebrations this year were kinda bland to be honest..CNY no longer had that feel to it anymore. The feel of people gathering, noisy chatting, awkward family meetings and questions, games with cousins, lots of fire crackers and the glorious yummy foodstuff in ppl's homes. I miss grandpa's house in Muar..I miss my cousins in the kampung style Pontian.. =(
No more sleeping in relatives' houses, no noisy mahjong sessions, no playing with baby nieces, NOO FUN!! Talking about this makes me sad.
This year, its just our own little family gathered together, few relatives' visitations, and new year biscuits in my own house. Worse, totally NO GAMBLING. Its like..not what i was used to ever since i was a kid..i hate these changes..hais.
Okay, so this year i like my new clothes :D
Finally i can do some decent shopping back in JB! Always, shopping is the best there..Suits me more..Keke.
New Year's eve. Outing with my sis.
Main point of the day was shopping. Both of us with grey lenses :D
I think our shopping also very efficient lor. Finish CS within half a day and still can eat lots xD
Secret recipe! My chocolate indulgence (on the left) made me lose my voice the very next day. Hahaha i know, dai sei.
Btw we bought these same tops at 29. I love this top, cos its long and i love long shirts. Its also blue, and wide-necked. =P
The first day of CNY was mostly food. Right at 12am, fireworks flew in the sky. These boom booms clouded the whole street, lol i think the Rebab(Jalan Rebab area, a few streets back away from my hse) people damn rich lor, their fireworks like no end one. Then me, my sis n bro play our little fire crackers at the front door. Haha so pitiful like that playing pop pop n dragon eggs ny.
Reunion dinner and lunch. Homemade food is always the best!!
In the morning of CNY, the sweet soup we made and buns for breakfast. Mummy daddy's angpows beside, teehee. :D
Then, go to the Johor Ancient Temple like usual..
Lots of people even though we went in the afternoon..And i took a pic of this huge bell last year also. Haha. The luck-changing bell.Daddy and Mummy did most of the praying, we mainly just followed.
I remember, there are always lots of beggars at the front door beside this temple. They always stand in one line behind the low plastic barriers, begging passers by who are leaving the temple for money. But to be brutally honest i never pity them or plan to give them any money. Why?
They all have hands, legs and are full-bodied. They are fit enough to stand there for the whole day and jostle one another for money, why can't they find work? I know, some of them are old. But still alot of them look perfectly fit, i think they go work in coffeeshop or some easy jobs can earn them money too, why must the be beggars?
But got one beggar inside the temple who caught my attention..Cos he had only hands..Not much of a body..Legs either crippled or shrunk..Looks like a china man. He was just on a piece of wood on wheels, hands holding a cup and silently by the door. I dun use the word "sit", cos i seriously can't see his legs..You know, his whole body in total not even taller than an average man's knees. I was so worried the ppl go in and out will accidentally kick him or what cos he was by the door..and so low on the floor. I went and told my sis, asked if she got spare change so we give him together. She said she noticed him also, and give me a few bucks to pass to the man. Luckily my dad also noticed him..Told me to give some money, pity the man..Seeing these things on a happy occasion like CNY made me real sad..Some people are not fortunate enough like us to enjoy new years day..
I remember, i went to him and gave the money me, my dad n sis gave. Then he look up at me and took it, i smiled at him and said "happy chinese new year". I really hope his life is not very hard..cos i really pity on him..
Car trip to Muar! After getting used to sitting on the bus for 8++ hours to kampar, two hour trips means nothing to me dy. Haha. But my bro slept like a wild pig (my dad love to say this).
Went to my grandpa's brother's son's house for open house. Haha its like my far far relatives that i never seen before. Mummy said they saw me before when i was baby = =
I think they're quite rich, cos they even invite the whole kampung then their workers for buffet. Then got lots of food and fireworks :D
Stayed over in Muar in a hotel..haih..i miss grandpa's house. They say now rent out to indian family jor =(
Next stop, Melaka! Visited my aunts and cousins and their lovely kids. Then shopping at Jusco melaka. Haha i remember mummy dunno saw on where said that dark chocolate is good for health and can cure cough. So i bought one big bar of Tudor Gold and kept eating =P
The next day we came back and went to god-mum's hse to bai nian..
and then off to ulu choh temple pray..Cos got the study god who helped my sis before on her PMR (i think since she pray that time hor now really become smarter n more hardworking dy lol).That temple is really popular cos lots of people until the smoke inside is 80% cover the whole indoor. I cannot breathe inside, the first time i went a few years ago i came out my eyes tearing like i've been crying.Even the workers inside wear goggles (i think they need gas mask also).
Anyway, this is the result of holding the incense sticks:
Then its outing time! Met Ah Lu first in Jusco and waited for KJ and ah Tang for dinner.
Really so happy cos long time din meet up together like this in a long time dy..Too bad we only had a short time together..
Thanks to KaiJie for the wonderful (and expensive) dinner in Kinsahi! I owe you one.
After that we went to Starbucks again cos ah Tang n KJ wanted to, and we fooled around some more. Met up with Weng See in Harris also! Miss her so much.
After sending them to the bus stop, my dad took me back to Jusco again and i joined mummy to shop for stuff..Had to go back kampar the very next day..Haih.
It seems like i live in two different worlds, in those places i have different lives.
In JB, its dress up, go out and have fun. Then family and food. In kampar, its mostly living by myself, friends and unending stress plus homework.Not to mention lok lok, t shirts, short pants and bikes. Haha two very different feel.
Anyways its still my life so i love and enjoy both of it =)
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