The overstated rest

There's much hype about the Lunar New Year. I see people rushing to buy new clothes for the big day like it's their wedding. I hear my mum screaming at me to clean up my room and the glass panes. Night markets are selling festive items ranging from $1 red packets to $10000 vintage Rolex and Omega (to which I cldn't take my eyes off =P~). My parents are working their arses off to welcome in the New Lunar Year. In response to all these, I give a tired yawn. I have not had a proper break since the middle of Jan. Migrate this, research that. All I need now is a good 5 days rest, and not a good 5 days of entertaining, putting on smiles to strangely familiar faces that I see only once a year, and gorging myself to death because my Mum needs to clean out the goodies before they turn bad.

My colleague and I were mistaken for outsiders on our way to a big shots meeting. Little wonder to that since this is the first time we are brought to the meeting by our boss. Our technical expertise saved his arse when he was bombarded countless times. In the midst of the meeting, someone brought in a packet of sweet meat. It was a Lunar New Year gift by one of the diminutive vendors. I had to decline since I was recovering from the 10 course pre-reunion lunch. I have to applaude the organisers for coming up with such an ingenious way of celebrating the Lunar New Year. But really, don't they think that a 10 course lunch is simply too much for anyone on a lazy Wednesday afternoon?

I anticipate that after the so-called 5 days Lunar New Year rest, my limbs, face and stomach will need serious recupuration and detox :p