Happy & Fat

Who knew CNY could be so exhausting?

I mean, there's basically nothing to do except eat and eat and eat from house to house. You go to like, 6 houses and eat 8 times a day. You just sit there and smile and answer the questions you've been answering for years,

Yes I'm doing mass comm. Uh huh, that's like media, communication, stuff like TV, radio, writing, magazines, advertising, PR bla bla bla. Nope not yet, graduating in another year plus. More bla blaaaa blaaaaaa.

That's all you do and yet every night by 11 p.m I'm already knackered. Like I could fall into bed and be dead to the world if I didn't make a conscious decision to stay awake. Every evening at around 4 p.m I start craving for a nap. Why?

Even when we did our open house, it's not like I had lots to do. I just sit and eat and talk to people I know. And OMG did I eat a lot. Turnout was great this year. Never saw the house this crowded. Wanted to take a pic of the buffet table cuz it all looks (and tastes) so YUM! but when I got back from picking Kenji up, there were guests crowding the table already and the food looked like it was gonna be a case of Tak Cukup. Of course it didn't la; we're still having it for like the 4th meal in a row.

And yeah, Kenji, as in Mak Cik Kenji Tan actually came to my open house. Got KL friend come bai nian leh, I feel so Wahhh! I thought no other friends were gonna come. Luckily around the end there got la a few and then we cabut to Melissa's place, as usual and stay there to gamble. Or in Jacqueline's case, earn extra income.

Two things I learned this year about gambling. First I suck. I suck hard. I've been gambling from the night of the Reunion Dinner till today, Day 3 and I've been losing non-stop. I bet so small you know, just 1 ringgit, but I don't even know how much I lost already. I don't wanna count! Second thing I learned is Edison Toh is the most.... entertaining dealer I have ever seen. He is hilarious! That is all I will say. LOL.

Anyways, CNY has made me soooo fucking bloated it's actually painful sometimes. Like, you have too much food inside you and it's hard to like, breathe. All my XS shirts are in danger of popping! Guess once I get back to KL I gotta go on the Anorexia Diet for like, 5 weeks to pass off as Skinny Bitch again ;D