CNY is like Christmas. Fake smiles all around and families gather. Eat! Eat some more! Oh, you gotta try this. It’s fabulous! CNY is like a bulimic’s paradise. People who have been absent from your life decides to poke their noses in. What are you doing now, are you studying? Oh, where? Do you have a boyfriend? Yes. When are you getting married? If you don’t have a boyfriend, when are you getting one? Oh you ought to get married. It’s one month away. The thought of it makes me want to bury myself alive.