Perhaps I’ve reached a certain point in my life whereby ang pows are not going to contribute to me financially. A nice dinner, a pair of shoes, three nice new tops and it’ll all be gone. Remember the times when an RM10 note was so damn grand inside a red packet?
RM10 is only a cup of ice mocha latte. It might even cost a little more if you like some whipped cream to go with it.
Otherwise, this Chinese New Year is a little more significant to me. A few nights before I went back to Subang, I was smsing Chee Kiang and we were having a little banter about not being able to meet up properly over the chinese new year holidays. Seems like the only night we could meet up was the reunion dinner night. And as you know, reunion dinner nights are mostly dedicated to family. I told him that if he wanted to see me, he’d probably be dragged in by my aunty(who always wants to see him. haha) and have to meet the whole family(though it is very very small).
He said, “Okay! I want angpow!”
Then I dared him to ask my dad for angpow when he came in. And one thing led on to another, I sent my dad’s handphone number over and dared him to sms my dad for angpow.
He sent an sms back to me, “Ok! Sent!”
Not believing him, I went to bed.
The next morning, my mum sent a text to me saying that my dad received an sms from Chee Kiang last night asking if he could visit the family on reunion dinner night, after the reunion dinner of course(points for not being thick faced! Score!)
SO I DIDN’T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH IT…. and my dad and my boyfriend finally met.
Despite all my initial worries that it’d be awkward, it went rather well lah. Though there were some awkward moments, but Angel proved herself to be rather useful by being a conversation filler. “Aww! What’s Angel doing? So cute!”
Chee Kiang could actually sit down for one hour to take on questions by both my mum and my dad. Somemore the seat on sofa and talk type of conversations. So scary! Got chinese tea and packet drinks to drink somemore! So…. adult.
Conlusion? Dad says that he is a pleasant boy who is mild mannered and is definitely good enough for me. Hehehe.
I actually feel very relieved that they’ve finally met beause it means we’re at a different level now. And it matters to me that this happened even though I would not have known when would be the best time to do it. Even though it might not seem much, but you can’t blame me for feeling nervous right?
He said that he wanted to tell his parents about me too this time around but just didn’t know how to open his mouth. I told him that he has four hours on the first day of Chinese New Year as they would be driving up to Penang. But he didn’t lah. Haha, really, it’s okay because I know how hard it is having to tell the parents that you’re dating someone. It’s very very difficult to do.
If it wasn’t for my Aunt/Godmother, my parents would not know that I am dating. It was also a nice feeling when they’ve finally found out. It made everything seem more real. If it wasn’t for her, till this day going out with Chee Kiang would still mean, “Oh, going out with Mun Teng, Abby, Chee Kiang, Melody, Kwo Kuang they all lorh. Old form five friends.”
But by the end of this year, I think he’ll tell his family about me. His brother will be getting married in December..and…*paiseh voice* he said he wants me there as well. Thanks dear, it really means alot to me that you called me along to your brother’s wedding. He’ll be the best man for his brother on that day too. It’ll definitely be an experience for me and definitely something to look forward to.
So yea.. this Chinese New Year. A few simple yet meaningful things:-
1. The first time in forever – a reunion dinner which only consisted of myself, my brother, my mother and my father. Though it was rather lonely, but I thought it was rather heartwarming in a way lah. I can’t explain for fear that I’ll appear too corny. But it was something rather special.
2. The whole meeting my parents thing. 🙂
I’ll be heading back to Kedah in a few hours’ time.
Just one photo before I launch into a photography diarrhoea, as always.
Happy Chinese New Year! Or rather, what’s left of it that is.