The relations are here. In the house. In my room. In my bed. Okay, so it doesn't sound as bad as I may make it out to be but that's the situation for the moment. The next four and a half days actually.
CNY Eve dinner was at the Ming Room at Bangsar Shopping Centre today. The dinner deviated from the traditional style of shark fins soup in a way that we had this soup thing with fish maw, veggie and a chicken fillet of some sort stuffed with shark fins. It tasted quite good actually and I'm glad that the traditional shark fins soup was not included in tonight's menu. The rest of the fare was rather stereotype and none too different from many of the restaurants in the country now doing all these CNY specials and stuff. I feel stuffed once again. What was that part again about not gorging myself at dinners? It must've flown out the car window as we were on our way there.
Everyone's settling in quite nicely here. My dad somehow got hold of some firecrackers and lighted away a ten-foot cracker thingy which probably woke up half the neighbourhood. Too bad we couldn't get fireworks because I prefer the colourful to the noisy ones anytime. As I'm writing this entry now, there're fireworks displays going off every five minutes or so. It's going to be mayhem once midnight strikes.
Everyone seems to have gotten cool new handphones for 2005. I'm not the only one after all so I don't feel all cool and mighty now. And it seems that some people have been dieting and exercising rather vigorously the past year to get into this year's CNY clothes. Now, I really don't feel acomplished and mighty at all. Not that I have been dieting crazily but there is a definite difference in dress sizes.
That's all for today's report. Now on to the rant for the day.
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The rant for the day is postponed to a later undisclosed date. Apologies for the non-inconvenience caused. I have to confirm my sleeping arrangements for the night now before my brother can snatch away my place from the designated floor. Goodnight and happy CNY and all that hoohah.
