Mooncake Festival

Well, Mooncake Festival is tomorrow, and because of that, i am missing home. Haih. It is funny, really, since Mooncake festival doesn't really used to mean anything to me. It used to be just another one of those 'special' days in our house calendar, where my mom has to work extra hard on meals, and we just feel a tad bit more special. I guess it's still the same back home, just that this time, i am not around to enjoy it. Maybe taking something for granted is needed to make someone miss something. They say absence grows fondness, and familiarity breeds contempt. I don't know about the second part, but the first part is definately true. I was so happy when my cousin gave me a mooncake. I came back to Albert House to find that nearly all of my friends own a mooncake or four. Heh. It even turned into some sort of status symbol. Exactly what kind of status, i don't know, but it became a symbol, nonetheless. I remember my roommate being laughed at because he doesn't have a mooncake. Quite stupid, really.

We cut two mooncakes here in T15 just right now. I was munching on it happily, while chatting with my cousin and brother. I told my cousin i was eating mooncake, which she immediately reply: 'i don't really like leh'. Then as i was eating, i found that it was quite true for me also. In spite of that, i still enjoued it. As my friend so eloquently(not) put it, :"Hahahaha! Food from home! Mmmmmm!!". It was just that. Food from home, my anchor here to my traditions, and a brief reminder that i am doing something my family is doing also.

Current Mood: Sick(for home), happily munching