Chinese New Year

A drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts

Chinese New Year is here. Bring on the mahjong tables. Bring on the good food. Bring on the angpows. Bring on the red attire. Bring on the yee sang. That's what CNY is all about isn't it? For me, I had to go back to me old man's hometown in Ipoh. The jam was quite horrible. Normally it would take an average of 2 hours to reach Ipoh but I've been on the road for 4 hours?!?Anyhow it didn't really matter much since I slept the whole way through

Besides the good food and the beautiful women, Ipoh has nothing really to shout about. There's practically nothing to do there. After the reunion dinner, my Ipoh cousins took me to this club, supposedly the most happening club in Ipoh called Y2K. Yes I know the name sounds a bit dodgy and the name says it all. The setting of the club seems alright but the patrons there are one hell of a rowdy crowd. Imagine I went inside with shorts and slippers!It feels like I'm stepping into Rush!!NO offence but Rush is quite dodgy, in my opinion. It was like a time bomb waiting to explode. True enough, I was there 2 nights in a row and 2 nights I witness fights. But one thing I have to admit

DAMN!!!Ipoh really DO have a lot of fine chicks. The only slack?crude, vulgar and "la la"....what a waste

This CNY had been quite a wild one. Haven't been really sober for this whole week!As I'm writing this posting, I'm quite drunk. Guess I write better when I'm in that state.

I remember my CNY last year like it was yesterday. I was celebrating it in Australia with my family who came over. It was my first time celebrating CNY away from home and it was also the first time my family met her. She would follow me to all my family dinners and family outings. I can't believe it happened a year ago!It really felt like all these happened only yesterday.

It seems only yesterday I used to believe