CNY and its days

Oh wow. I’m useless when it comes to Chinese New Year shopping. Lotus this and orange that, hamper this and biscuits that. Damn. And it’s not like they don’t receive enough.

Chinese New Year shopping (except the clothes) every year is a painful experience.

I was dragged along all because I went for the family dinner
That’s mum’s head. Check out the loadsa CNY things she has to choose from.

What makes ME happy at the moment, is shopping.
Chinese New Year’s the season, so yeah, red is a must. Father has conventional school of thoughts.

Another thing which caught my eye and sprayed laughing gases in me was this:
This is such defamation. I really feel like choking up into fits of uncontrollable laugher each time I look at this hilarious picture!!
I’m so sorry, Sir. But I have to say that you look wickedly retarded, like the ones from the looney bin.
YOUR EYEBROWS RESEMBLE RAINBOWS – ONLY BLACK

Left Queens and to Queens again.
Wtf

We went to Liz Clairbone to buy some of mums stuff. Not me! *sniff* But oh well, I tried on some garments for the sake of it. Most of it are for the… say… middle aged women.

Yes. I camwhore. And yes, I taught mum how to.. since this post – here
Check out her stance. Eleh.

As my mind drifts off dwelling into ultimate boredom, I began to do people-watching as usual, and paying close attention to my observations.LOL. A few ludicrous things caught my eye