The religious altar and the front of my house.
The living room
fruits!
delicious snacks! I am stuffing my face with pineapple tarts as I type
My new doraemon bedsheets!
This year was unusually quiet, mainly because of my father's reluctance to see many people. My brother is in the midst of finalising his divorce, which seems to still be viewed as taboo here. And I had broken up with my ex boyfriend of 5 years whom everyone adored. To save us the trouble of relatives digging at old wounds and the annual repetitive question of "oh how you've grown, how was your 'O' Levels?" , my brother and i escaped visiting at the relatives. In place, i was stuffing my face with delicious pineapple tarts and other chinese new year goodies, while reading a great book. A perfect way to relax and steal time away from 'the rituals'. I am however guilty that I'm evading my own traditional customs, unfortunately, my dad doesnt enjoy great ties with his relatives given that he was the son borne of my late grandfather's 'second wife'.

Anyhow, here are some pictures of the vibrant atmosphere in my house.