critisize me!

I’ve wanted to update my blog
for quite awhile now (after all, it is a new year) but my mind has been blank because of the unexciting life
I live. Yeaup, as hard as it is for me to admit, I do live a terribly boring
life. Not exactly my idea of spending the 21^st year of my life. I
think the boring-ness of my life has rubbed off against my personality.
Nowadays, during my free time, I actually enjoy sitting down, listening to old
French music and writing (which is hardly ever because of the lack of
inspiration) or reading articles online. For those of ya’ll who don’t really
know me, this is not the usual things I do on a daily basis. Then again, the
year is still young and I’m sure there is drama just waiting to knock on my
door.

Anyway, back to the real
reason why I’m updating my blog… reunion dinners… yes people, no matter how un-Chinese
I may look or act, I do celebrate Chinese New Year… it’s a classic yearly event
with loads of drama and family politics. It’s quite funny from an outsiders
point of view but when you’re part of it… you’ll realize how fucked up some of your
family members really are. Hahaha.

Let’s start with the
preparation of the reunion dinner. This year we had the reunion dinner at my
eldest uncle’s house. Just preparing the food it self is a whole event by
itself… with everyone getting on each others nerves and the adults nagging the
kids to help out but at the same time they’re telling you, “Get out of the way
lar!” “Don’t hang around in the kitchen!!” It just shows you how confused
adults really are. Then when you pretend to go in the kitchen to take
something, you’ll understand why they asked you to stay away from the kitchen…
because the women inside are gossiping about “things that kids are not suppose
to know”… watching this scenario makes me wonder if I’ll end up like that in 15
years time… hmmm… scary!

When the food is all finally
prepared…
On the right corner, you have
a fussy aunty, making sure everything’s perfect and taking her own sweet time
getting dressed up just to come down for dinner and on the left corner, it’s
your father who is waiting to get his hands into the food and he’s getting all
cranky just by waiting… it’s like a boxing match waiting to happen, and I’m
the person at the side with a towel and a bottle of water… I can’t remember how
many times I had to tell my dad to chill out…

So then the dinner begins…
somehow when the dinner starts… everything is forgotten and everyone is
civilized again.
Every Chinese New Year
reunion dinner starts of with this horrible horrible dish called Yee Sang
(forgive me if it’s not the right spelling). For those of ya’ll who has never
eaten Yee Sang before… you lucky buggers! For those of ya’ll who actually like
eating Yee Sang… I have to say… what the hell is wrong with you guys wey!!! Ok.
Basically, Yee Sang is a plate that contains… the fruit, pomelo, grated
carrots and turnip, pickled ginger and onion or radish if I’m not mistaken, and
some yucky green stuff which I have no clue as to what it is… then they top it
with some kind of keropok and raw salmon… the dressing… is some sweet sauce
which only makes the whole thing even worst! Then, everyone’s suppose to toss
it real high with their chopsticks and make a wish for the New Year. The worst
part is eating it of course… and everyone is supposed to eat it… if not… “You
won’t have a prosperous New Year!!” (Saying it in the most aunty voice I can
think of).

I guess this year won’t be
such a good year for me then since I managed to escape from eating it (the
first time ever, btw!)…

*to be continued…