Monday, January 26, 2009

New Year, again.

Okay, this isn't actually a new year. Cuz it already is.
It's CHINESE NEW YEAR!! Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~~~
This chinese new year, all Lok Yukians were given ten days of harmony & peace. To enjoy our holiday. For now. Cuz homework and assignments isn't exactly my idea of a holiday... oh well, it IS form 4 right? wait till we get to 5.
It's just been until now, which is Tuesday? sorry, i lost track of time..
It's just been until now, that i've been enjoying free time.. and i LOVE it.
Right about few hours ago (six hours). Our family went out to this open house of my dad's friend or whatever. He has a big house, even i wouldn't know what to put in, and we had dinner there. The food was nice.. or great. and the atmosphere was peace and calm, considering there wasn't that many people there.. THEN, came the drumming, and the gong-ing, and the lion dance truck loaded with peeps ready to boogaloo. (i wonder why i effin hate lion dances)
They got off and started moving the stunt-crap-structure they use to hop around on, and dressed up in the lion thingy. *gives disgusted look*
(maybe i hate the noise, or maybe just the dance repeating every year)
The rhythm starts, starts to suck, and they go around sniffing people up (are they lions or.. wad.. dogs?) by the looks of it, they were kinda' amatuer in this kind of gig, probably last minute trained in the arts of lionizing. I was hoping they would cheer me up, or give a nice show. But they just didn't make it seem real enough (Maybe it seemed real before, cuz i was a kid O.o)
ANYWAY.
i didn't like what i saw.. until the part ONE, SINGLE, PROFESSIONAL, GRACEFUL, LION-LIKE, lion went up for the finale- the part it jumps around till the vegetable's chewed and some chinese scripture rolls out. Probably they asked another crew a favour to help them give a REAL show. Cuz the rest wasn't all that good. The ONE was. The crew that was giving the lionizing show was made up of non-chinese, not to be racist about this.. but.. i prefer the good old days when they would rock up everything and NOT cuztomize the drum beats into some bamboo boogaloo bass. Which was what they did. c'mon, i want the original.
After that they simply blew up the place, literally. With firecrackers of course.
Plowing through the billowing smoke shaking hands was what we did before making the exit to the car. At that point, red packets didn't matter. I just wanted to get the heck out.
And that was all. Right now i just hope i don't mess up the rest of the hols doing pointless things.. I STILL LOVE YOU. Powerhouse. :p


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