I want to be a monster too.
Monsters are not a joke, Bella.
Gong Xi Fa Cai!
Keong Hee Huat Zhai!
Xin Nian Kuai Le!
Happy New Year!
The phrases above are codes to acquire angpaus. They work. Trust me. xD
So I got a whole lot of angpaus today from relatives of both my mum and dad’s sides. That didn’t really sent me leaping into the air in joy as I would every year. I guess you don’t really notice such things once you reach puberty.
Speaking about puberty, this Chinese New Year made me notice a huge gap between the two generations of our society: the adults and the teens. (There weren’t many children as my relatives.)
Actually, it was my cousin, Kevin, that pointed it out during dinner that night. All the Teohs were gathered in my Grandpa’s house at Kuala Kedah that afternoon, and the scenario was…pretty obvious, to be truthful. The adults were outside, playing mahjong and (snicker) checking their high blood pressure rate. Everyone was chatting away jovially, joking around genially.
Inside the house, it was a total antithesis of the outside situation. The inhabitants of the house were mostly teenagers, including me, and almost everyone had a laptop, computer or iPhone in front of them, fingers tapping away at the keyboard, not even exchanging glances. Including me.
Sometimes, it really aches to see such an enormous gap, yawning between the two generations, left abandoned, even though I, myself am not improving things by acting indifferent too.
Modernisms suck, sometimes.