Love the Pig

Haven't been blogging in quite a while due to the lack of inspiration, aspiration and a proper internet connection. But, here I am, blogging just moments away from the Reunion Dinner, which apparently is going to be a steam-boatish one.

Before we begin, perhaps we should greet the moments of celebrations:

HAPPY VALENTINES AND HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!
(Year of the Pig)

1. One thing is for sure: I'm fully cured! No more fever, no more sore throat and no more headaches. And just in time to sample the yearly delicacies we otherwise do not obtain. Kudos to all those people out there who prayed for healing. A million thanks is also due to my mum, although nags a lot at times, has good intentions for all her actions. And of course, how can I not forget the EXTRA sweet herbal tea and 2 packs of Yakult from Ally and Sherene respectively. Sorry for delivering the flask so late, and to be honest, I only drank one bottle of Yakult. Things seem to go missing in my house very fast, especially when it is some kind of food.

2. Is it me or I don't seem to feel the spirit of Chinese New Year everytime it comes around? It's like I'm not even looking forward to getting Ang Pows or even the food. The celebration of a new start of the Chinese calendar seems to get more and more monotonous, predictable and commercialized. Strange.

One good thing is that I do not like pork dishes that much, so I'm doing much for the pigs. Yay me.

3. If you're bored, come to my house for CNY. Because I'm bored too. :P

4. The Matrics first Bumper Issue is out! I'm like so happy and so sad at the same time. Miss Chris didn't change the font for some of the headings and it looked yucky. Boo for her. Boo for me too, for being so late and everything. And at the same time, the new Harvest Times is out. YEA. I was waiting so long for it.

I'm supposed to send a copy to Mell in Melbourne, but I think she doesn't have the address yet.



Okay, I'm museless again. The wonders of writer's bloc. See you around. And hopefully you get so much Ang Pows that you are willing to belanja me next time. AHA.