and is taking it's own sweet time in making it past that corner. As it approaches, I can practically hear the terrible, fierce, and probably drunk battle cries of relatives shouting "Yaaaaaaaam seeeeeeeeng!" and the comments and questions that are going to be thrown in my general direction.
"Waah! So tall already!"
"Ei, ei.. Which one are you? Daniel riiiiight?"
"Waaaaah! So handsome waaaan! Got girlfriend anoooot?"
"Wah! Big boy already!"
Thankfully, we get rewarded for enduring all of it, namely through little red packets (hopefully) containing bundles of joy and materialism.