Went for a meeting this morning then left it in a cab registration number SHD 1302G. Tried to call it but nobody picked up and eventually somebody turned it off.

I’m now in the midst of changing the passwords for my emails, Twitter, Facebook and etc etc. I asked around the Singapore office and all the Nuffies here say the finder sure won’t return it wan. Even Lionel who used to be an ex-police officer said there’s like a 3% chance that the somebody who finds it will return it.

Oh well… shit happens.

You know how we always hear about these ghost stories all the time right? A friend’s friend saw this or experienced this and all that. My friend Shaun likes to say that he thinks all this is just us making stories to scare ourselves because when you’re overseas like in London or something you really don’t hear that many ghost stories. You can be in one of the oldest cities and living in a building that is a few hundred years old and still nobody talks about ghost stories.

Either ways, I had never before experienced anything supernatural myself (and I’m happy for that). My Hello Kitty though had her share of experience when we first moved into the apartment. When we moved into the room downstairs she said she felt depressed and there was something in there so she ended up doing some kind of ritual her mum taught her to do.

I never felt anything though, until this day I’m about to tell you about.

It was the day I was supposed to leave for New York. My flight leaving KLIA was at 9AM so I had to leave home by 6.30AM. I set the alarm clock to wake me up an hour before. Some time in the middle of the night before that though I suddenly woke up to the sound of someone beside me breathing. You know how when you’re asleep, sometimes you’re snoring and sometimes you’re just breathing a little bit harder? This was like the latter. It felt as if there was someone sleeping right next to me.

I didn’t think much of it at first. I initially just thought that it was My Hello Kitty sleeping next to me until I remembered that she was in the USA and I was sleeping alone. So then my mind started to wake up a little bit. I wanted to make sure that I wasn’t just dreaming this and that I was sure I was fully awake.

I stopped breathing for a while to make sure that I wasn’t just hearing myself snore in my sleep. I held my breath for a few seconds but I could still hear the breathing sound coming in intervals and it came not from the air-conditioning or anything but from someone right next to me. I turned my head and looked to see if there was anyone next to me but there wasn’t anything there but Hello Yoda and some pillows. It’s like you could hear the breathing sound coming from that direction but there was nothing there.

Now I wasn’t particularly afraid or anything because I somehow believe that if you don’t disturb ghosts or spirits, they won’t harm you. In fact I still like to believe that there are friendly ghosts out there… you know, like Casper.

So I just decided to go back to sleep. I woke up later to the sound of my alarm clock going off. It was 5.30AM and the sound of someone breathing had stopped. I packed my bags and headed off to the airport.

So everyone, what do you think that was? Was I just imagining things?

I’m still struggling to get over my jetlag. Yesterday I woke up at 12.30PM or so, the day before at after 1PM. For the first time ever in my life, I had My Hello Kitty waking up earlier than me albeit just by half an hour or so. I’m going to be traveling a lot more too. This Thursday I’m going to Singapore for a conference and some meetings, then right after Singapore I’m going to Beijing and then Hong Kong for some business. I haven’t recovered from missing home yet… but oh well.. that’s my life.

Now let me continue telling you guys what else I did in New York.

Right after I was done visiting the Empire State Building, I went back to the hotel to meet My Hello Kitty who had just arrived. We then headed to this Pizza place in SOHO that Raymond suggested which is apparently the first and oldest pizza place in New York.

This is Raymond and Xes.

I actually met Raymond on that day itself. Raymond messaged me on Facebook to tell me that he reads my blog and offered to show me around so I met up with him. Raymond works in New York.

We did some quick ordering of the pizza and it came really soon.

That was some really great pizza right there.

And if that wasn’t enough, Raymond later brought us for what’s supposed to be the Best Cheesecake in NYC. It’s at this place called Junior’s just off Times Square.

I ordered a hot chocolate along with it too which came in this big cup and was yummy! I love the hot chocolate in the USA. I ordered it everywhere I went. I wonder why Malaysia doesn’t have such good hot chocolate.

The cheesecake was a bit of an extreme feat. I mean it looked big but not that big but by the time I was just halfway through, I couldn’t eat another bite. We went back there again the next day to meet up with another reader of mine, Ai Ling and I made sure then to share my cake with Xes. My Hello Kitty after all doesn’t eat cake. She’s the only person I know who doesn’t eat cake. Even her own birthday cake!

The next day we all went SHOPPING! We hopped on to a bus to Woodbury which is a discount outlet about an hour and a half away from New York. It was this really really nicely developed area but it was raining that day so that kinda ruined it for us. All the shopping bags we carried were all made from paper and once they were wet from the rain they easily tore apart.

This is me in the Ferragamo store, 5 minutes before learning that I couldn’t afford anything Ferragamo even when it’s at a discount outlet.

My Hello Kitty concurred so all she did there was take pictures of herself in the mirror.

I did however discover an awesome drink when I was there. Walking around I saw a vending machine and you know I love vending machines right. Especially when I see them in a foreign county… i just like seeing what different drinks they have.

This time I went for this Nestle drink called Nesquik Vanilla Milk. It was awesome! It’s just like vanilla milkshake but in a bottle. I wish they would bring that over here.

By the end of the day we were all done with our shopping but the difficult part was going back to New York. You see instead of having a fixed seat on a bus on a given time, there was just a timetable in which the buses would come. Then once the bus came you had to fight for a seat on board and if you missed the seat, you would have to wait for the next bus which was an unpleasant wait because it was raining and cold.

I felt like we were refugees struggling to get off a war-torn country… but we eventually got on and I slept all the way on the way home.

We went back and we met up with Carol who was very much our guide for much of the trip.

Here’s Carol and My Hello Kitty taking a picture in the New York Subway. The Subway is actually quite easy to use once you get the hang of it. When I first went there I was totally confused. Really doesn’t work like the way the London Underground works. I love taking subways though.

Okay everyone. That’s enough for this post. I shall leave this post with a picture of me in front of the Trump Tower.

I thought that the Trump Tower was a little bit of a disappointment. I mean if you go into it, it looks like a 4-star hotel back in the 90s or so. It’s just old looking and really unimpressive. Of course I don’t know how the upstairs look and I think this is where Donald Trump is supposed to be staying (according to some man on the street) and his crib upstairs is supposed to be some freakin mega-luxurious place. Maybe it’s just the lobby and all that wasn’t impressive looking.

I actually accidentally stumbled across the Trump Tower. I was lining up outside Abercrombie & Fitch when I looked across the road and saw “Hey look! Trump Tower!”

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Anyway, until next time everyone.

I just got back from watching Caught in the Middle at PJLAC with some of my readers here whom I’ve met for the first time. Always great to put a face to the people who read your blog sometimes. So you know who you’re talking to whenever you blog. They’re all really really nice people.

Jasmine said that I looked a lot younger than I actually do on my blog. Should’ve asked her if I looked thinner too 🙂

Thanks for coming tonight guys. Sorry again for not having more tickets. Here’s the picture we took as promised. Sad to say, picture was a bit blur but… well.. there’ll be a next time right?

As for the show, I actually really enjoyed it. If you have time this weekend you should try to catch it. Really funny… and it’s ending in the next few days I hear.

Ok now I shall go to sleep. Man I slept right after I got home from watching the Nuffnang Mister Potato screening of Prince of Persia last night . Was so tired I slept for like 12 hours straight and woke up only in the afternoon and ended up missing an XBOX Live appointment I had with my brother in the morning. Must still be having a little bit of jetlag.

Nitez all

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I shall leave you with the latest Project Alpha 2 episodes that I’ve just caught up with after being away.

This one features Ringo (aka Cheesie)

In this one Ringo catches up with Kenny Sia and I happen to be with him. I have to say I’m terribly camera shy. I talk about how I set Ringo up on a blind date and introduced my friend to her and my friend said… well you’ll watch and see.

Jojo brings her dogs with Ringo for a walk with this one. If you know Ringo you would know that her dogs are a big part of her life! If you’re a fan of dogs then well this is for you.

Cheesie goes on a road trip to Tambun in this one with KY and Shaolintiger. You also get to see Kimberlycun, long-time girlfriend of Shaolintiger.

You gotta love the way Shaolintiger speaks English! I took a long time to get over that!

KY and Shaolin are the next featured bloggers in Project Alpha. Will share their episodes in the weeks to come.

Sorry I haven’t been replying your comments guys. Even in New York and all I seem to have pretty limited time online. So whenever I get a chance to go online, the first thing I have to go through is all my work e-mails to catch up with whatever’s been happening with all the companies we have back home.

Then after that whenever I have any spare time I quickly upload pictures and come up with a new blog entry. So sometimes by the time I’m done with all this I don’t seem to have any time left to do anything else. Either ways I want you guys to know that even if I don’t get to reply your comments, I read every single one of them.

So okay on with my blog entry now. After visiting the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island the other day, Xes and I took a walk down Wall Street.

You guys know Wall Street right? The one street where everyone there got blamed for whatever happened in the financial crisis we went through last year.

I like the story of how Wall Street got its name. Click here to see it.

Anyway on Wall Street is the famous bull that we always see when we watch CNBC or any of these financial news channels. Whenever they talk about Wall Street they always cut into a scene showing this bull… which represents the street.

So naturally there were tons of tourists there trying to take a picture with it. the big attraction of the bull though seems to be its balls. All the tourists I saw kept posing right next to its two testicles and touching it with one hand. Well all except this one shy Asian tourist.

Her friends kept asking her to touch the balls but she said she didn’t want to.
Apparently you touch the balls for good luck or something.

There was such a queue to take a picture of the bull that I just randomly stole some shot of me and it right from the side. So here’s… half a bull

and me. Notice how right behind me there’s another guy getting his picture taken. Yes the bull is THAT popoular.

After Wall Street we walked further down pass some office buildings

and little parks like this where people from the office buildings will come down and have their sandwiches during lunch hour.

Our destination was… the site where the World Trade Center once stood.

This is how it looks like now. They’re building the new World Trade Center that’s due to be completed next year I think. So go back next year and you will see a very complete building in that picture.

Right next to the site was the World Trade Center Memorial. It was a little museum thingy where you could view what the World Trade Center was like when it was still around and everything that happened on 9/11. There were lots and lots of pictures. Pictures of the disaster when it happened and there was a wall of pictures of all the victims.

I learned so many things about 9/11’s effects that I didn’t know before. Like how after building collapsed there were 9 or so survivors that were dug out from the wreckage. Of the 9 survivors, 7 or so died from lung cancer or any other lung related diseases because of the fumes they breathed in on that day.

Even most of the 150 or so search dogs that helped search for survivors succumbed to other fatal diseases because of the fumes they breathed in. It was terrible.

My favourite part was when they had a volunteer share her story of 9/11. On different days, they would get volunteers from people who witnessed or experienced 9/11 to come share their experiences with the tourists that come to the memorial. On the day I went, the volunteer was the mother of a firefighter who perished that morning.

She told the story of her son and all her sons friends and what they were doing the night before and the day itself. I think 9/11 was a terrible tragedy. What’s different though is when you see a casualty figure on the news, it’s just a figure to you but when you hear the story of each individual that died that day it makes you realize how much one life is, and how many good lives this one disaster had claimed.

The only person I know of who experienced 9/11 is my cousin who used to work in the building opposite the World Trade Center. She told me when they all saw the first plane crash they all just thought it was a small accident and went back to work. When the second plane crashed though everyone scrambled to get out of the office buildings and find cover.

We left the 9/11 Memorial and headed then to the Empire State Building. Here’s me at the Lobby of the Empire State Builidng.

I wish I had taken more pictures of the inside of the building but I was too preoccupied with singing “NUuuu Yoorrrkkk!!!! Big city lights will inspireee youuu”….

I did however manage to take some nice pictures of the view from the top.

Look at how massive New York City is!

I even managed to catch a picture of this bird sitting out here enjoying the view.

And so everyone, that was my trip to Wall Street, 9/11 Memorial and The Empire State Building 🙂

“Awww such a cute dog!”, My Hello Kitty then proceeded to almost pat it until she noticed that there was a little badge on the dog that said “Guide Dog, please do not pat”. She then took her hand away like she had just touched a hot surface.

We both looked up at the owner of the dog. Dressed in jean and a t-shirt with a backpack on her, she was holding her the dog by a saddle bar. Her movements were cautious and the expression on her face let off that she was trying very hard to listen to the sounds around her in that busy New York Subway. She was blind. A few moments later, a friend of hers pulled up right next to her. He was dressed similar to her, in a t-shirt and jeans but instead of a guide dog, he had a stick to guide him.

He took a few steps towards the edge of the platform but stopped right when the stick ahead of him came into contact with the rough surface up ahead. It’s from that rough surface that he could tell it was the edge of the platform and the train wasn’t there yet.

My Hello Kitty and I stood there wondering how they would know which train they were getting on or where to get on. Then a tall well-dressed man with sunglasses next to them asked them where they were going and told them which train to take.

Three minutes passed and the train arrived making a loud entrance with all the metallic clamoring it makes when its wheels ride on its tracks. The train stopped with its door just a few feet to its side but the blind couple couldn’t tell where the door was. The man was the first to take a step forward as if just to experiment but the helpful well-dressed man behind him guided him “It’s on your right… it’s on your right”.

Getting on a subway train during peak hours in New York City is a messy feat.

Everyone inside trying to get out and everyone outside trying to get in. That time though it was different Just as they prepared to get on board the train, the bustling New York City crowd around them stood back as to allow them ample space to be the first to board the train. Even the people who were in the train looking to come out waited for the blind couple to enter before they got out.

The blind couple felt their way through the subway car and finally found an empty two seats for them to sit down on. The guide dog simply sat down right in front of the lady. Across from them a woman who was carrying a box of stuff with her stood up with the box and took two steps towards them. She then asked them where they were going. The man replied and she listed out all the next 3-4 stations they were going for so that they knew where to stop. After she had given them whatever help they needed she went back and took a seat before I took a quick picture of her so that I could remember that moment. She’s the woman looking into that big red box.

Ten minutes later the train reached the destination for My Hello Kitty and I to get off. We noticed that it was also the destination for the blind couple so we stood back and let them get off the train first. Once everyone was off the train the blind couple stood there looking lost, not knowing whether to go right or left. I decided to try to help. I walked up to the man and asked “Where do you wanna go?”

He said “Down the stairs to Penn Station”.

This is when I felt totally useless. I had no idea where Penn Station was let alone any stairs that led down to it. I was a tourist, and there wasn’t anyone else around to ask. So I looked around for signboards and fortunately there was a signboard just for that. I pointed to the right direction and said “It’s over there!”. I did it a few times until I realized he didn’t understand me obviously because he couldn’t see which direction I was pointing at. I felt terrible but I guess it was just a second nature that when you tell someone where to go you point rather than say left or right. Now knowing at that point how else to point him in the right direction, I put my hand on his arm and guided him to the right direction.

He thanked me and they both started on our way. My Hello Kitty and I walked behind then for a while, then when we decided they were okay we walked off. Just before we exited the platform we looked back to take one last look at them and they seemed to have pass the flight of stairs down to Penn Station. So we went back to them and verified with them again where they were going and they again replied “Penn Station”. So we guided them to the stairs and told them that it was down these flight of stairs (at least according to the sign board and based on what they said earlier about going down a flight of stairs to Penn Station). They thanked us again and started their very slow but careful journey down the long flight of stairs. It was then that My Hello Kitty and I last saw them.

On our way out of the station I said to My Hello Kitty
“I hope we pointed them in the right direction… I mean the signboard says that way right?”

She replied
“Yeah it should be. According to the signboard.

We then both said at the same time

“If not… we’re both going to hell for this”.

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Now the reason why I wanted to share this story is that it touched me to see this moment of kindness in people. In every day New York, everyone is too busy going their own places and doing their own thing but on this one journey this blind couple had scores of people that either tried to point them in the right direction or gave them first right of way for everywhere they went.

It was a touch of humanity that was refreshing to witness… and something I will always remember. If you see anyone in such difficulty at any point of your lives, please do lend a helping hand just like these New Yorkers did that day. Remember how blessed we are for what we have… and help the people who aren’t as fortunate.

I had so much trouble sleeping on Sunday night because of my jetlag. I ended up getting out of bed many many times in the wee hours of  Monday morning to go online and do some work. Xes who was sharing room with me though slept all the way through! After being restless for as long as I can remember, the sun began to come up. It was 6AM. I got Xes.cx out of bed so that we could start early on our sight-seeing.

After a quick breakfast, we decided that we were going to see the Statue of Liberty first… you know… with it being one of the most famous landmarks in New York. So we went over to Battery Park, queued up to buy ticket and were on the first ferry off from Manhattan to Liberty Island. Kiasu huh?

Some 10 minutes later or so our ferry reached the Statue of Liberty on Liberty Island. Xes.cx and I were very very surprised.

I mean … I don’t know if it’s just the both of us but we both expected the Statue Of Liberty to be a lot bigger than it actually is. I don’t know if it’s from us watching it on TV or in movies or what but when we got there Xes was quick to say “Eh… are we at the right Statue of Liberty?  Did we kena con and brought to a fake one?”

Either ways bigger or smaller, it was the real thing and it was still quite something to look at. After so many many years of seeing pictures of it, watching it on TV and so on so forth, it was great.

Here are the very touristy pictures I took with the Statue of Liberty in front…

and at its back.

Liberty Island also overlooks New York City so the view of the skyline was quite something. My poor camera skills don’t do justice to how nice it really looked. Carol just complained to me a few days ago on why I constantly just use the “intelligent auto” settings of my camera without playing around with its features to take better shots.

After Liberty Island we hopped  back on to the ferry to Ellis Island.

If any of you remember, Ellis Island was featured in that Will Smith movie Hitch where he brought his date to find her ancestors that first moved to the USA. During the late 1800s and early 1900s, America had acquired lots of land towards the west (from the middle of the USA all the way to California). So what the government then decided it needed was people and immigration was their solution.

They went around trying to get as many people from all over the world to come to the USA to pursue the American Dream and these people passed through Ellis Island which was like an immigration point for them.

Ellis Island had a museum in what used to be the actual administrative building where the immigrants would come and then get their documents approved to see if they were allowed to go into the USA or not.

In there they had all the old records of people who came here a hundred years ago. Even down to the shoes the young immigrant children wore when they came. For the more educational part of it, they also had all sorts of stats and figures about immigration in the USA and even all over the world.

There was this chart that showed how people moved around in the past few hundred years and I managed to see this record… of Chinese from China migrating to Malaysia between 1890 -1915. Between that 15 years, over 1/2 a million Chinese from China had moved to Malaysia to do tin mining or whatever… which is where a lot of us Malaysians today come from.

I thought I learned quite a lot about immigration in the USA there. There were lots of quotes from leaders of the USA back then, one of them was this.

“Everywhere immigrants have enriched and strengthened the fabric of American life” – President John F Kennedy.

Basically there was inherent theme there that American wouldn’t be what it was today if it wasn’t for many of the immigrants who came over 100-200 years ago and made this place their home.

One of my other favourite quotes though was this one by Theodore Roosevelt in 1915.

“There is no room in this country for hyphenated Americanism…. A hyphenated American is not an American at all. This is just as true for a man who puts ‘native’ before the hyphen as of the man who puts German or Irish or English or French before the hyphen. Americanism is a matter of the spirit and of the soul. Our allegiance must be purely to the United States. We must unsparingly condemn any other man who holds any other allegiance. But if he is heartily and singly loyal to this Republic, then no matter where he was born, he is just as good as American as anyone else”.

That’s reminds me of what 1 Malaysia is about. From now on, I will no longer refer to myself as a Chinese Malaysian, but a Malaysian.

I arrived in on a Sunday afternoon. I was supposed to meet Xes at my hotel since he was bunking with me for that night. I arrived at the airport only to get a text from him saying that he was waiting for me at the airport so that we could take a cab together to the city.
Well that was fine and all except that…. New York has like.. 3 different airports or so….? And we were both in separate airports… miles away from each other. So when I texted him back to tell him that he said “Ohh no wonder I couldn’t find your flight on the arrival screen!”.

So I got to the hotel soon enough and checked in. The room was okay.

I mean it was clean and nice and all but really really small. And if I thought that was small, the toilet was even smaller.

The toilet literally is about the same size as an airplane toilet. This is it… seriously. This and a small shower on the right.

You know the toilet is small when you can shit and wash your hands at the same time.

Overall though, the hotel  was okay because it was right in Manhattan. Manhattan is an island in New York that is where most things are. Wall Street is here, Central Park is here, the Empire State Building is here and the of course Times Square.

We decided to take a walk to Times Square after we finally met up at the hotel. We grabbed a hotdog from a hotdog stand for dinner… you know, trying to be all New Yorker and stuff. After some 20 minutes of walking, we arrived!

HELLO TIMES SQUARE!

Heck this is one place that I’ve seen so many pictures and TV shows of and finally being here gives you a bit of a surreal feeling. The place is full of life!

Lots of lights and billboards.

If you’re wondering why in the next picture there’s a billboard that says “ASS” in big capital letters, it’s not what you think it is. It’s actually just the second half of an ad for the movie “KICK ASS” which was a great movie by the way!

Of course the reason why all that advertising was there was because there were A LOT of people wandering around!

And to protect all the people there (possibly because of the recent bomb scare in Times Square), there were lots of cops. They also sent this cute little police car to protect us all! VROOM VROOOM!!!

NYPD FREEZE!!! OR I’LL….. BUMP YOU WITH MY CAR!

I felt totally safer already. I mean how can you as a terrorist possibly want to do anything to harm this car? It makes you want to go up to it and pinch it in the… err… headlights or something!

Around the watching eyes of the men in blue were also lots people doing all sorts of things like these guys here who were doing the “Free Hug” campaign.

They would all just stand with big signs saying “FREE HUGS”… and announce “FREE HUGS HERE!!!”… almost as if they were selling something. I don’t know what inspires people to take time out of their day and do things like that but I find the thought of it refreshing! I mean here are people who are doing things not motivated by money or any other ulterior motive but just… to give someone a hug! That’s just something!

Of course that’s a little different from this other thing I saw there. There was this person in an ugly looking Hello Kitty costume that looked totally imitation standing around there. If you wanted to take a picture you would have to pay her something. That’s fine and all but here’s what’s worse…

I saw this tourist wanting to take a picture with the imitation Hello Kitty. She took the money, then pushed up her Hello Kitty helmet to reveal the face of an old Chinese lady in her 40-50s or so. Then she started counting the dollar bills right in front of that person before she put her helmet back on and posed with the tourist.

Serious, I even took a picture of it.

If taking off the helmet while still in character was bad enough, the aunty looked really grumpy too. Imagine if this were to happen in Disneyland. Say some children run to Disneyland to take a picture with Mickey Mouse. Mickey Mouse then takes off his helmet and… SURPRISE!!!

Oh yeah and speaking of tourists,  that’s the other thing that Times Square has a lot of…. TOURISTS… LIKE ME!

HELLO!!!

So that everyone.. was my first time at Times Square.

Tomorrow we are going to the Met (The Metropolitan Museum of Art). Now My Hello Kitty calls me a philistine because I don’t care much for museums or even appreciate art much but tomorrow I shall go and truly try to learn to appreciate it!

It’s going to be a looong day tomorrow. Oh oh and we’re watching a musical tomorrow night. Avenue Q. Can’t wait for that!

Okay good night guys!

Hey Everyone,

Early tomorrow morning while many of you are still in bed I’m going to be hopping on to a plane to New York. Yes my long awaited trip is finally here. I’m so excited about going to New York that I kept worrying that things would go wrong and I won’t be able to go. Like if I fall sick or my corneal erosion comes back but so far so good. *fingers crossed*. I’m really excited about New York. We watch it all the time in the movies and TV shows, finally I have the chance to go for the first time in my life.

I’ll be meeting My Hello Kitty there too. That’s right. For the first time in like 1-2 weeks I’ll be seeing My Hello Kitty. This is the longest time in which we’ve ever been apart. To be honest it actually really flew past for me and I’m assuming it felt the same for her too. While she was in San Francisco seeing Angela and all I told her that she doesn’t have to call me every night or anything like that. Just call me whenever she gets the chance… even if it’s just once in a whole week. I know she’s been getting a lot of attention from the guys there but bah I trust her.

Back here in Malaysia though I’ve also kept myself busy. I’ve found what I consider the best XBOX game of all time: Splinter Cell Conviction and I played it non-stop for like a week (minus the time I had to take out to work of course). It is THE best game ever… and for a moment I felt a bit of guilt…. that an XBOX game managed to fill the gap of My Hello Kitty not being around… until I was looking through my laptop and I saw this picture.

This picture reminded me of how she was (short and cute and always doing stupid things) and made me miss her. It was taken just the night before she left for the USA when a few Nuffnangers went for a meal at Pizza Hut to try out their new Fish King Pizza.

Meeting us there was one of the big bosses, the General Manager of Pizza Hut Operations: Winston Lee. Winston inspired me that night. He was with us throughout the beginning of the night while we tried the new pizza. Then halfway through the night the restaurant started to get really busy.

Next thing I know he disappeared for a while and the next thing I saw was him going from table to table, waitering. Talk about being hands on!

Anyway, Kampungboycitygal, KY , PinkStilettos and Huai Bin were among the few of us who were there that night.

And it was the first time I met Proudduck 🙂

Yes I had no photographic proof of me being there because I was taking all the pictures. Oh well.

Alright guys, I gotta go finish packing for my trip to New York tomorrow.

Update you guys from there!!!
NUUUUUuuuu Yorrrrrkkk……

Concrete jungle where dreams are maaaadee off….