CNY.

and so, my first Chinese New Year overseas. no angpaus, no red wrappers, no lion dance, no open house hunting, no kuih-kuih to makan, no explosive stuffs, no cny songs bombing at every corner of the town, no nothing..

but thank God, the cny dinner saved my life :)

# muh masterpiece, tadaaaaaaaa! :)

[corn + carrot + oyster mushroom soup]

# drooling-much? HAHA :D

another awesome + orgasmic dinner from the folks of 4th floor at Pushkin Institute of Russian Language a.k.a my hostel. :) but still, i miss my grandma's cooking back home, sighhh :(

then, for cny's and we-are-teenagers's sake, gambling! no pictures were taken but the drama was to-die-for! everyone was so engrossed and unbelievably devoted to the card game. your's truly was NEVER good at gambling, but i REALLY enjoyed myself to the maaaaaaaxxx!

p/s : poker ROCKS! damn awesome! :D

# p/s : they rock!

from Russia, with love,

-stillatstake-

p/s : you rock too!