28. Gong Xi what?
You were just too busy with yourself.
You were never there for me to express how I felt.
Spent eve of chinese new year back in Indonesia and weird as it may sound, I didn't feel the least bit 'at home' even though I'm
'home'. Confusing statement. So I went through the whole reunion dinner process with the family (a tad bit awkward so it was a relief the steam from the steamboat fogged up my vision) and spent the rest of the night shooting fireworks into the sky and exchanging grotesque video clips (dissected bodies/heads, etc) with my brother. No, you did not read wrong. Fireworks are
legal in Indonesia - and my dad bought enough for us to celebrate both Indonesia's and Singapore's National Day.
I returned to Singapore a guilty bitch because I hardly spent time with my dad, knowing very well he wanted a 'father-daughter' talk. I can't believe how self-centered I am. My only purpose on going back was to shop, shop, shop and get money. For those who think I ought to be burnt on the stake, it will be comforting to know that most shops were closed (it being the 1st day of CNY) so shopping I got none. Retribution, well deserved.
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For really and truly. I shall not gamble until the next leap year. -Aftermath of Chinese New Year.
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