I do look forward to a good money haul this year...but of course, nobody should get their hopes too high in case it does not fulfill what they desire...that includes you...who is used to plenty of loads of tons of money...but not me ~ the best moment is only when i feel the money between my fingers and the red material...then it is prompty ripped from the hands and stuffed into the bag...ah...such a quick yet beautiful moment.. ~ the feel of sweet cash beneath my fingers.. ~
Its an average of about $150 to $200 per haul i guess?...nothing compared to you of course...and i try not to relieve my memory last year...the unpleasant memory...but i have to share it to show how different CNY is to me than to you..
Exact Date Unknown, Chinese New Year, Day 1, 2007
He woke up in the usual morning, and went through all the usual routines like an automated robot, breakfast, morning clean up, as if following silent orders already planted deep inside his mind. It was Chinese New Year, and it was time to get all those red packets. But unlike other kids, this one was different.
His mother called him into the room after breakfast, and presented to him a red packet. Of course, he was delighted as this could only happen once a year, but he didn't know a nasty surprise lay waiting for him under the red paper, a surprise unlike other kids would ever receive.
He eagerly ripped the cover open, to reveal a single, green, five-dollar note. He froze, he had expected about 10 times that amount, due to a miserable $10 the year before, it could not have gotten worse, but now there was only half that amount.
He looked up at his smiling mother, and forced one himself, and turned to walk away, but before he could exit the room, the question burst out of him before he could control it. But this question is not what you expect.
"Where is Dad's?" he asked.
"Oh, it's already included in that $5." his mother hastily made up.
He nodded in grim disappointment and left the room.
After that, his dad returned home from work, quite unlike others, his dad still had to work regardless of holiday. He mustered all his courage and shot his dad a question.
"Erm, where is my red packet?" he feigned curiosity and innocence.
"Oh, erm..." he stuttered.
At this moment, his mother swiftly stepped into the scene and said, " It's included in the $5 i gave you, didn't you listen?"
"Oh, alright." he nodded.
As he added his pathetic $5 to his miserable collection of a few red packets under his pillow, by tradition, he felt, that he was more different from the others than he had ever thought, but still very same.
Relieved memory on 6th February 2008
Dreaming about this...I have said it, and there is no more need to explain.
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On to other topics then...
Generally my lack of goodies and red packets is due to the lack of visitors and visiting, there's barely any people here for us to visit and receive except for some colleagues of them...but still, every cent is treasured like a hundred, but probably not in your case...
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Alright...enough of all this "damn long and boring posts" WHICH INCLUDE EVERYTHING I HAVE TO SAY BUT NOT APPRECIATED OR EVEN CONSIDERED AT LEAST OR EVEN READ !
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Shall i seize this chance to present another recent work of mine?
Wander, Wonder
Version I
I wander within the bounderies of my mind,
And yet I wonder if I am in your's.
I wander in and out of your sight,
And wonder when would you ever pick up my call.
I'm here, wandering in your street,
Wondering which of the hundreds of homes you are in.
I wander aimlessly with none to meet,
Wondering if not I was seen.
I wander across the void deck below your block,
Wondering if this was right,
Wandering around around the clock,
Wondering when you would come out, day or night.
I wander along your corridor,
Wondering if that's your door,
I wander across the moonlit floor,
Wondering if I should shout and call.
I wander through the shops alone,
Wondering which of the candy you would like,
Wandering amidst expenses that shone,
Wondering which that i could ever buy.
Wandering through the desserted school,
Wondering where to catch a glimpse of you,
Wandering past the silent pool,
Wondering what else i should do.
I wander along your hidden footsteps,
Wondering where you had gone,
Wandering in rounds of many laps,
Wondering when just you would come.
I wander amidst the shadows of night,
Wondering if this was right,
Wandering in and out of your sight,
Wondering if you had taken flight.
I wander about in my aimless mind,
Wondering if i am in your's,
I wander forever, day and night,
Wondering,
Wandering,
Wondering,
What more could happen if you just picked up my call.
(C) Copyright JazzTech Co. Ltd. 2007 All Rights Reserved
Also, today i celebrate 2 years into the maple world, level 65, and still going =D
Many may ask or criticise that i am slow, well, two years is not really 2 years...2 years minus 2006 june holidays 1 month, PSLE isolation quarantine period 3 months, dec holidays 1 month, 2007 june holidays 3 weeks, exam isolation period 1 and half month, and the most painful of them all, weekday quarantine and weekends only, so divide the remaining value after subtracting all the months from 2 years, divide it by 7, and multiply it by 3, and thats the amount of days i play, and divide it further by 24, and multiply it by 3, so thats about it...about it la...
Thank you all who have supported me through my maple life.
Finally i would like to wish all a happy chinese new year, with the hope of the removal of ERP gantries to stop excessive rage and anger while driving, the removal of gst and slow down of economic progress to reduce price uprisings to ease everyone as its gong xi fa cai in the new year, and wan shi ru yi...
Wish you all the best in the new year of the rat, with much happiness and wealth and love...
Haha...
Goodnight.. ~
"Let's face the new year with a smile, if possible."
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