Very windy these two days. With my hands so full with the bags of bak guas, pineapple tarts and cookies, it's a nuisance cos I have to keep pressing my skirt down.

And then, some will start saying "dun wear skirt lah".

And then, I'll reply "cannot! cos dun match my top."

*okay fine. Roll ur eyes all u want.*

I hate cny. I hate new year songs. I hate red. I hate seeing families so happie together. I hate being alone during cny. I hate joining my friend for reunion dinner. I hate knowing all my friends have lots of ang bao while i only have that forty fifty dollars.

Hate is too strong a word. Maybe I shall replace all my hates with dislike instead. Too lazy to change it anyway...u guys just ignores the "hates" and pretend I used "dislike" k.