The snowy-est, cold-est, epic-est Chinese New Year ever. This was my school on CNY Day 1.
If there's a time to miss home, now would be the perfect time. Especially with my silly sister telling me about what she had had for dinner, what she is going to have, and my family showing me what they had for dinner via skype/facebook ( :( )
This is my aunt virtually giving me my hongbao and saying all the Chinese well-wishes, which still cracks me up when I think about it haha. She gave it to my sister, but I don't know whether I'll actually see it... mehh :(
(Sis, I trust you ah -guilt trip attempt-)
Well, pains of Singaporean exchange students during CNY. So of course, a bunch of homesick/CNY-deprived people will have our makeshift 团圆饭!!
On Thurs night, Maoye invited Xixi and I to her friends' place to have reunion dinner, and the spread was awesome! (I'll try to find a photo) There was braised pork and it reminded me of good Singaporean food so so much (; -wipes a tear-
Friday night was a potluck with NUS people, and my mum's egg tarts saved me for the day, though I messed it up a little if I were to compare to the original.
(My mum makes egg tarts for my breakfast. Together with siew mai actually. Yes, I'm a lucky daughter :) ).
As you can see there was a HUGE spread, and surprisingly, we finished most of it (defying my logic). Well, I had this logic that in a potluck, people should prepare the portions that they can finish, so there wouldn't be a wastage. But some people prepared more and some less so somehow it worked out haha. Anyway I prepared 9 egg tarts, not 5 as seen in the photo, but they were eaten while it was still hot while we were waiting for people to arrive.
After dinner, we decided that we "want(ed) to build a snowman" outside our hostel.
"It's so cute, like a little baby unicorn" Olaf, 2014
Admittedly, I wasn't very focused on building Olaf hehehe. I was busy perfecting the skill of making snowballs and throwing them at people hahaha.
Which, now, leads me to the next story of how I almost killed my friend.
What happened was that we were throwing snowballs at each other. In an attempt to run away from a snowball I had thrown, my friend slipped and slid down a slope which was more than a storey high. Thankfully nothing seems to be broken and all seems well (definitely hope so). He lives to brag tell the tale.
What a snowy, cold, and epic Chinese New Year here at Stockholm eh?
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