I'm getting old. I do not enjoy the festivities of CNY anymore. I grow tired of visiting my relatives homes. I do not look forward to eating CNY goodies always paraded on relatives' tables. I no longer have the energy to play and entertain people who come and visit my home. I get tired easily. Its only the money in red packets i look forward to. Other than that, there's nothing that interests. There's nothing much to blog about since there's nothing i find interesting about this major chinese festival. My cousins who have once been close to me have drifted away. Some due to academic results, some migrated. The rest of them already have their own families. My Ah Ma's a great-grandmother, my aunts are grandmothers now. I see their kids and see so much joy in their individual families. Their children take their parents so much, i want my own kids as well. I would love to see little Jeremiahs running all over the place. My mum's oldest sister is pissed with us not going to her house when she never invited anyone in the first place. Truely, the older generation is shrewd. They act blur and then suddenly, very suddenly, pounce on shortcomings. My mum's family's always fighting with each other on my Ah Ma's assets. My Ah Ma's also shrewd. Her will's written 100% to her sons and none to her daughters. That would definitely cause conflict! Now the whole family's screwed up, my mum's oldest brother wants to kill his brother's wife and specifically, with a chopper. It scares the shit outta me till now i find CNY is meaningless event.
Maybe i should turn to my other family where there's always peace, laughter, joy and the word boredom doesn't exist.