the prelude to chinese new year

woke up at 945am today, to the very loud tone of my doraemon clock (one of my favourite acquisitions in Taiwan, thanks to my favourite mamasan hehe). That's not what I'm trying to talk about thought. Woke up early today actually to go my godma's house to help make chinese new year goodies.. I don't really know what its called, but i call it, the "beehives"thing, which i really love, coz its super yummy and my godma's recipe is superb too.

i was really tired when i woke up, couldn't get my contacts on coz my eyes were almost glued together and the world around me seemed to be spinning a little but dragged myself out of bed though because I had already promised my mum and godma that I would help them. I've helped them the previous year too and this is one new year goodie i love very much myself too, so you know.... when you make or cook something, you get to eat it along the way right? ;) i think you shd know what i mean by now.

so whenever something drops and cracks, goes out of shape, becomes too black.. it ends up in my stomach hohoho... or my mum's of course. But we still managed 5 small tins and 3 big ones at the end of the day.. which was around 1.30pm.

My godma is the best of course, I had mee goreng and tau suan to eat even before we kai gong hehehe.

But then again, today was simply tooo too hot for me to even enjoy everything. Coupled with my relunctance to get out of bed today, everything seemed a little of a drag. all the time i was just thinking of coming back home to the coolness of my aircon-ed room, where I am right now typing away and drinking heaven and earth green tea (that was leftover from our mafia christmas gathering last yr, and sponsored by my fav mamasan again).

Now that i'm in the cool comfort of my room, i don't even wanna think about the heat outside my window. Was practically dragging myself home, lugging onto the containers of 'beehives' and keropok that my godma had fried.

anyway, cny... i think alot of pple love it, but i simply hate it. hate not having new clothes to wear (because i don't go buy them hahah.. my fault really. hate too huge crowds when shopping), hate wondering what to wear for 3 days in a row (linked to my previous hate), hate having to face the temptation of new year goodies but fighting with myself not to eat too much, hate going visiting from house to house to house to house (and i mean alot of houses!) without having a car to be driven in, hate seeing pple say byebye as they drive off in a car, while we walk to the bus stop in the sorching heat, hate going visiting without my brother at my side entertaining me.

In short, to me, cny is exhausting and there's too much PR work to be done =P.
But then, I love the ang baos! hey, who doesn't right?

I guess, I just have to work harder to get the ang baos. If only I have the luxury of sitting somewhere and the ang baos just walk to me. Maybe I shall just dream of it tonight... because come cny, I'll be out in the sun again running from toa payoh to pasir ris then to hougang and to ang mo kio, even to jurong east... .... .....

I don't think you'll wanna try out what I go through every chinese new year. You really wouldn't.