The Sunday Group's weekly badminton sessions lasted nearly a month. Hopefully we continue to do that regularly, because it makes us healthy people. Angie and I spent a good two hours at Starbucks sharing future plans and speculating what might happen in the near future. Marriage, cheatings, scams, and whatnots. Somehow the topics we share among friends change with age. As I shared, I think I am slightly clearer with my directions now. I hope this sense of clarity is here to stay. Because it keeps me strong and firm. And I am no longer the person who insisted on white chocolate mocha frap whenever I sat at Starbucks. I chose green tea latte today. I need a change.
This CNY, I realised many things. I realised I have always envied families who go out as a whole for CNY visiting, or those who invite many relatives and friends over. I realised I am very afraid of the coming of CNY because CNY simply means watching movies and slacking at home for me. I love to watch movies, there is no doubt about that. Perhaps I just don't appreciate the latter because there is so much to face head-on. I hate the silence or otherwise awful hurlings at the dining table. I hate how I need to pretend to be hospitable to people I dislike. This year, I hid in my room when people I did not feel comfortable with came, then I was accused of being stubborn and impolite. Sometimes I really wonder if being myself is of imperative or being polite is. Whichever the case, I want to confess that I really feel tired and unhappy this CNY. The worst is that I feel that no one can understand because everyone I tried to rant this to tells me I should go home because it is CNY after...

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