New Year, New beginnings, New shoes.

When are my books coming! Im dying of boredom! Ordered Tuesdays with Morrie and Twilight, yes I'm slow shaddup. Hopefully i can get my hands on Tony Millionaire's Sock Monkey series as well.

CNY was completely whacked out this year. We had both reunion dinners at my place (my mother is crazy; she cooked almost everything by herself) and we visited all our known kin in one day. Which is the main reason why on the second day of CNY I'm bored out of my skull. Went to visit Godpa and eat the best chengteng in the world, the mom's side, then the dad's side, during which my sister's and my shoes were stolen. Mine were Charles and Keiths, so Im pretty alright, but my sister lost her newly bought Zara wedges that cost 120, which sucks.

Later went to my cousin's place at Sentosa Cove, it's frightening how un-Singaporean it looks, with it's seaside view, personal lift and huge spaces that resemble Australia (I was told; I have never been to Aussie) I spent the whole time there just mulling over the ironies-- poorer relatives complaining that she should have done this that this that and she happily in her fantastical island home. Not that it's that simple anyway.

Later we went to the non-existent flower show, and going back home was a downright horror. It was like a humongous mosh pit with a million foreign workers, tourists (poor them) and crying children. One guy fainted becuase it was so packed he couldnt breathe, and the foreign workers were pushing like nobody's business. Felt as if we were treated like animals, it was terrifying. Thank God after a long wait Prissy came to fetch us to the MRT and saved us from the mob.

We eventually got to my Ahma's place at 930 and realised they didnt lou hei because there were too little people to do so :(( Had to eat, drink and leave quickly because Ah Ku and Aunty Shang are leaving for Taiwan at 8am tomorrow. Ahma was nice entertaining us with stories of my mum's childhood and my deceased grandpa visiting her in her dream once, haha!

Okay, back to today. Meeting the boy later; its been so long since we met. Damn. Dilemma over whether to be an art teacher or an illustrator. Argh argh argh!