Chinese new year shopping seems to be getting easier as Singapore ages. Whiles on the cab towards my aunties house, the driver told me that Bufferlow Road was deserted. It was one week to chinese new year. I was shocked and questioned him doubtfully, so he replied that it was the sudden rain's fault.
Traditions seem to be disappearing. CNY no longer is about reunions......my large large family spends it watching teevee. Sad to say, when i grow old and we have an immediate family gathering, the total number would probably be Dad, Mom, Chaz and me & my wife & maybe some irritating squirks called kids. My sis wants to be single for her life, i won't scold her cause i won't need to give her kids any paper money, in future probably plastic notes or better, credit card transaction slips.
I remember, probably a decade ago, my sister got offended when i told her KFC stands for kentury fried charissa. She stopped eating chicken wings for some time. Guess as a kid, i loved to torture people already. My mom told me the worst fight with my sister ever was kinda terrible. I took a pencil and jabbed my sister's head. The pencil lead got stuck in her head for 1 week. Wonder why my sister didn't feel anything in her head while bathing. In retaliation, she took a ratan basket and knocked me out. I guess she won that fight, lucky her. Which also explains why i'm not good at memorizing stuff, while she is at least a level higher than me in that aspect and that Chaz is kinda slow at most of the stuff she learns. HAHA. So if you want your kids to be smart in future, don't stop them from fighting. Instead, give them inflatable hammers to practise. They'll get over that phrase of kiddishness rather quickly when they realise the it isn't as fun as taking real hammers and whacking people.
We're all growing older, I sometimes miss my previous kiddish self(ok fine, i'm still not mature yet) even though i don't like kids. All the fun stuff you did as a kid, like having peeing contest in the toilet or fighting to play hopscotch using your stupid looking kitty purse. Or fighting with your sitting partner in class of the opposite sex just because he/she crossed into your air space.
Now that you're old and you're more open-minded about the other sex, you realise the only true difference between the once unknown species are either the lacking or the extra organ/s. Some guys are sissies, some girls are transexual. So the different ways of spending times, such as cross-stitching for girls and computer games for guys, don't count as a differents.
No longer do you stare at the mirror in the morning looking at yourself. You realise there is more to it than your face. You've got to worry about the extra strends of hair that is growing perpendicular to your chin and upper gum-skin. You've got to attend to pimples. Or worst, your eyes ain't human ones anymore, they are gradually changing into ones of pandas.
You worry about stress, you worry about projects, you worry about school, you worry about what you look like. As a result of worrying, you worry about failing to worry about something as you're thinking, "Hey! What did i forget to worry about? OMG i'm so worried!!"
Yesterday, my project group had a meeting, which wasn't fruitful at all. Partially cause i didn't bring my laptop, mainly cause i haven't started on my presentation. So Nanda started getting frantic, even though he didn't say anything I could tell. He kept repeating the plan and confirming it over and over again. I'm so sorry Nanda! Don't worry, its already completed......and properly too!
Don't forget your past as you grow up! One day your kids(I HATE KIDS) will ask you, "DAD WHICH DUSTBIN DID YOU PICK ME UP FROM?" or "MOM, WHY I GOT BIRD BIRD YOU DUN HAVE?" Thats when you'll have to recall your past when you yourself asked your parents the same question. Then you'll churn out the answer your mom gave you.
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Alright, now onto new year shoppping

I went shopping with my little sis shandy yesterday and got this bloody mirror. Now its stuffed in the wall cause its suppposedly damn ugly looking to be seen on the cupboard. My mom tells me its a bathroom mirror. I didn't realise it until she told me. Is it really that ugly?

Cute little boy's EZ-link card i found in Shandy's wallet.

Coincidentally, i took a picture on the bus of this woman who didn't look like one
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I suddenly gained fondness for milk/tea/coffee. No idea why.
I, _______________ (insert name)
promise to drink dairy products starting with the letter "M" in place of carbonated waters with or without flavourings of any kind.
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ha hahahah milk milk milk!!!!! Goooood for health.
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