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and so, the CNY holidays end.
as real work comes gushing in tomorrow, melancholy sets in for dear ol' me here.
the fireworks are still booming all around the nearby housing areas... it's non-stop, that's confirmed.
ironic how something so signicant, the sound, sights, and smell of the lunar new year, is at its peak, on like the last day of the holidays? (although, the chinese official lunar new year doesnt end until the 15th day; ie. on 28th, the last day of month February,) still, the holidays and most definitely, the holiday mood ends tonight.
the boss has already warned through my status on Facebook, not to be late for work tomorrow (much appreciated.. an early reminder of the impending woek week =S)
and the red decorations in the office would have to be taken down this week. yes, again, it is my priority to accomplish that task. this time, most voluntarily, coz seriously, how do you work with all those lanterns and greeting cards hanging around the office? not that i mind the festive mood at all, but yes, exactly, how do you really get back to work with all those festive reminders? so, yes, it will be on my to-do list to get the reds down a.s.a.p. by tomorrow.

i hate to do this, but yes, SIGH.... i'd hate to sigh here, but really, melancholy sets in the deepest especially when it's aftering a long holiday.
guess it's time to hit the daily grind again...
and look forward to the immortal one week again next year?
but before that, short term wise, i'll just have to look forward to the next weekend again. and mind you, it's another Long weekend here in KL (and i think the entire Msia too). weekend will start early on Friday, i'll just have to program the brain to focus on the friday dinner with the gang, and perhaps, a continuation to my weekend Jogs... .

to quote some phrases out of the current book i'm onto, Life of Pi :

.. But even animals that were bred in zoos and have never known the wild, that are perfectly adapted to their enclosures and feel no tension in the presence of humans, will have moments of excitement that push them to seek to escape. All living things contain a measure of madness that moves them in strange, sometimes inexplicable ways. This madness can be saving; it is part and parcel of the ability to adapt. Without it, no species would survive.

melancholic indeed. happy work week- - -
another itch scratched...