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It's Christmas eve tomorrow.

Christmas has become progresssively less interesting as the years go by. I still believe in God but Midnight Mass has been a bygone thingie for the last decade.

It used to be a dizzying round of parties up to 4 weekend before Christmas. Now, I've all but disappeared and prefer to vegetate at home.

Christmas eve used to be a loud, racous, warm family gathering. But it's gone all christian-fundamentalist. Last year, an uncle-in-law decided to do the prayers in mandarin, when only half the family are christian anyways. And without asking if people wanted to join in, he just herded all of us. He made my PorPor sit in as well. WTF? PorPor certainly isn't going to convert to christianity at the age of 80.

The only highlight is Christmas day with Nanny. At Nanny's house. The other grandmother from a golden era now long past.


Oh well.