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Chinese New Year
Thursday, February 7, 2008/ 1:43 AM
Ya, today is Chinese new year.
It's 2 in the morning and I'm awake, inside my room, writing this blog entry.
It's really lonely you know.
the second year that i have to spend my Chinese new year in Singapore.
Yes, here, i have my friends, but it could not waiver the loneliness.
Singapore, largely influenced by the Chinese culture, and the people celebrate CNY as one of the biggest in the year
Yet, it just feels different.
It just making me remember my hometown more than ever.
If I were in Vietnam right now, what would I do?
I used to be always eager for the CNY back there in Vietnam. A fortnight before the holiday, the school had already been all excited, and we just couldnt concentrate in study anymore. The teachers werent much different, they were much nicer, and they let us play, as it was pointless if no one wanted to study.
We had about 2 weeks for the holiday. I remembered every year, my family was all busy preparing for the holiday.
Mom and Sis would be out like all day, shopping like crazy, buying all kinds of stuff, just for the sake of buying.
The cold weather was also very nice. Only around 10 degree but,it was great, playing all day but not even a drop of sweat.
It was also helping my appetite. My mom homemade delicious food seemed even better then normal, and I was eating like crazy.
Dad would also be busy decorating the house.
He would go and buy kumquat tree and cherry blossom, as to decorate the house in a traditional way. He had a love of those kinds of ornamental plants, but he would never the time taking care of them, so he only bought them for the new year celebration.
He had a strange habit of rearranging furniture for the holiday: I never had two years consecutive during which the living room remained the same.
It had good impacts anyway: life would not be fun if it was repetitive and predictable.
The last day of the old year, we had a big family reunion dinner. the whole big family would gather in my house, and my relatives would come and stay for like half a day. we were just chatting and talking about all nonsensical things that we came up with. after that, my family would finish cleaning the house. resting , we just watched some tv show and waited until 11pm. at that time, my family would go out somewhere to watch the firework.
it would be crowded near the firework, we take a good place and sit on the lawn, looking at the sky for the firework. 30 minute of firework, and all the crowd would stop talking and head up to the sky, enjoy the show. When the last shot was fired, we would turn to the others, and wishing them a very happy new year, no matter if we know them or not.
My family would then slowly go back home. we would wish my grandmother a very good year and talked to her a bit, and then we went to my grandfather(from my mother side). There I would meet my aunts and uncles, and we wish others good luck for the new year.
For 2 or 3 days, we would go visit our relatives and wish them the best for their new year.
Life passed by slowly, but we enjoyed the pace of living.
Now i'm in a different country, just 3-and-a-half-hour flight far from my hometown.
Somehow, it makes me feel weird.
it is not even cold, so that we could squeeze in our blankets and watch the tv together.
i could never seen the view of hundreds of kumquat trees, a mass of orange and green, or hundreds of cherry blossom tree, full flowered, amongst the noises of people who were discussing the price.
i could not enjoy my mom homemade food, which i acknowledged as one of the best that i have ever eaten.
i could not be able to help out my parents for the preparation.
i could not enjoy the warmth and the happiness of the people in the new year's day.
I am feeling a little homesick.
My friends are also feeling homesick.
but whatsoever, we have already been prepared, as we decided to come here.
nevertheless, i miss my home much.
just looking forward to going home( even though i don't know when)
It would be nice if life change like that, slowly but surely, while seemingly unchanged from day to day
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