The Year of the Wabbit

Chinese New Year, again.

Cool angle. Don't play play. =P

That will only mean one thing. I'm growing older. Another year older. (Of course I already know this when the new year came, but you know how things go with the Chinese birth calculations. *rolls eyes*)


I was just reading my friend's blog, and it reminded me of how much I dread this time of year. The 2 hour (or so) ride to my mother's hometown, practically no access to technology called "Internet" and its counterparts, increased heatwave during the time of the year... What else have I not mentioned?

But thinking back of the times when I wasn't around with them, this is merely nothing. It's really the time for the family to reunite. The warmth of familiar smiling faces, the pure joys of hearing their laughter, the delights of spending time together at the round table - were the things that I never had for three years.

I should leave aside the fact that there will be no internet for 2 days. I shall put away my fear of the heat. I will endure the long journey back to decivilization.

[It's just 2 days. It has been raining like mad these past few days. Obviously I can't change the time it takes to travel. What else is there to be worried about?]

PS: Wow.. It was just 3 posts ago that I wrote about the Tiger Year? You've gotta be kidding me...