Reign of the Golden Boar
Monday, February 19, 2007
It's the time of the year where spending money (and I mean an unimaginable, extravagantly careless amount) is not an issue, gorging ourselves silly is the way to go, house hopping (talk, ang paus, talk more... all that fun stuff ;)) isn't bothersome, gambling becomes a happy way to win/lose money and stuffing our faces even more is carried out relentlessly, just because we can. That and it's also the time where we accept door gifts from our neighbours which obviously have been recycled. Yeah, you know who you are... passing around that ONE unholy box of biscuits nobody ever seems to want.
Since my mom doesn't believe in recycling, we usually end up with a few boxes of those legendary biscuits. And they sit there, permanently in my kitchen. Seriously, which asshole started the chain and decided it was a gas to pass their family/friends a revolting metal tin of crumbs that no one really even wants to eat much less keep?
For the love of the pig, buy something you'd actually WANT to eat and THEN pass it on to someone so they'd appreciate it... and hopefully, it won't end up in my kitchen.
Anyway, say oink! It's my year to be prosperous, indulgent and naughty; wrecking havoc with my fellow piggies despite what the feng shui critics have to say :P
Happy Chinese New Year! :)
It's the time of the year where spending money (and I mean an unimaginable, extravagantly careless amount) is not an issue, gorging ourselves silly is the way to go, house hopping (talk, ang paus, talk more... all that fun stuff ;)) isn't bothersome, gambling becomes a happy way to win/lose money and stuffing our faces even more is carried out relentlessly, just because we can. That and it's also the time where we accept door gifts from our neighbours which obviously have been recycled. Yeah, you know who you are... passing around that ONE unholy box of biscuits nobody ever seems to want.
Since my mom doesn't believe in recycling, we usually end up with a few boxes of those legendary biscuits. And they sit there, permanently in my kitchen. Seriously, which asshole started the chain and decided it was a gas to pass their family/friends a revolting metal tin of crumbs that no one really even wants to eat much less keep?
For the love of the pig, buy something you'd actually WANT to eat and THEN pass it on to someone so they'd appreciate it... and hopefully, it won't end up in my kitchen.
Anyway, say oink! It's my year to be prosperous, indulgent and naughty; wrecking havoc with my fellow piggies despite what the feng shui critics have to say :P
Happy Chinese New Year! :)
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