;Saturday, April 17, 2010
It was one in the morning. The last day of Chinese New Year. I sat on the sofa at my Third Aunt's luxurious bungalow, with its too-high ceilings, a glass chandelier that posed a real threat, and sofas that can move on their own with the touch of a button. Through the balcony door, I gazed at a star twinkling among black, boundless wilderness. All alone, like me. I sighed. I was never interacted with my cousins much, just the occasional greeting.
Suddenly, a husky voice asked, “You want to play?” I turned and saw my two cousins and my brother staring at me. The cousin who asked was eighteen-year-old Ah Bi, and the other was Ming Han in his third year in Raffles Institution. I shrugged my shoulders carelessly and agreed.
The game started, also with cards. Ah Bi explained that each card represents an action we have to do if we picked that particular card. The actions always end with someone drinking water. There were two interesting cards I remembered: one was number '8', which means anyone can set any rule, for example, my rule stated that everyone must run up the stairs before drawing a card. I was enjoying myself watching my cousin swearing to abolish the rule until it was my turn to run up the stairs.
Another card is the 'King' card; which means the person who picked it can choose any drink they want to pour inside a cup. As there were four 'King' cards altogether, the cup will have a mixture of three different drinks. The aim of the game, besides to sabotage the next person to keep drinking water until they bloat, was to avoid getting the last 'King' card. If you picked it, you would have to choose the fourth drink to add to the mixture, and you will have to drink it...
I was unlucky to have that last 'King'. I poured Milo into the cup full of Red Bull, water and green tea. Ming Han, who drank his fill the previous round, and everyone laughed at me when I drank it with my face twitching. It was revolting! Try to imagine the sweetness of Red Bull and Milo, the sourness of green tea and the water which diluted it all in your mouth, and you will have the same screwed-up expression as me.
It was so memorable because it was the first time I laughed with my cousins. After we went to the toilet three times each and had to stop the game, we talked on the sofa and my cousin related about his severely-haunted school and my older cousin, who was in Victoria School, told me about the relationship between Victoria and Cedar, and he even told me his first girlfriend was from Cedar! We actually talked to each other and I understood them much more.
Chinese New Year is the celebration of a new year, and new beginnings; a new beginning for my cousins and I.
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