the tiger-roaring moments

As I expected, the past one week passed so fast. Again, I’m back in Kelantan, reflecting about how Chinese New Year has treated me this year. Cruel I would say, because it refused to last.

Huge satisfying meals at grandma’s house were all so tempting. Don’t ask me what happened to my “dieting” plans. I still wonder how my aunt managed to cook for almost 30 people for 6 days. 2 meals per day. And there were at least six different dishes each meal.

Met and hanged out with usual bunch of friends every day. I summarized it into 2 skating trips, 3 Karaoke sessions, 1 bowling game, few house-visitings, 3 movies (one with cousins), some makan sessions and massive catching-ups. Also kept in touch with some old friends.

Family moments are great. Especially watching and helping my small cousins to gamble.

I’m supposed to feel guilty about not doing assignments, so I’m back in the rush to finish them.

The last chat with mum before we headed to bus station this morning taught me one thing : “It is not always about what you think. It is not always about what others think. It is always about both.”

Ah. Many interesting activities coming up for this three weeks.