the day i ate at kim gary

hello friends. this is angie chong, and i'm proud to announce that this is my very first blog entry for the sri aman 2001 reunion website (which is aptly incorrect because year 2001 saw many more graduates from sri aman than just us chinese few)
i'm back in the motherland for a month- i have been back for around 3 weeks, i have two more to go (that doesn't necessary make a month, i know) and i'm hot. like dripping hot.

so to summarize what's been happening, i've done some nominal things and some not so nominal things while i've been back. i started the trip out by hanging at hsiulye's house. mel (ody) had told me that my visit would coincide with lye's trip too (mel being the only one who knew beforehand) and i wanted to see my future gynae of many children before she left again for the next three years. hanging out with hsiulye, as one might guess, is alot of fun. like ALOT. her mom and (very goodlooking but thin) brother have been very entertaining, her mom mostly. we saw the rat movie and some golden flowery jewelry (you can wear it 6 ways) at midvalley. then it was over. she was gone.

i had also met up with suyin, loud as usual (her, not me). we did what most girls do when they hang out- net surfing and sleeping. she brought me to a play- the system of cikgu tuku because her "friend" justin chan stars in it. he also stays at stonor park and has four siblings.

i hung out alot with the fam because of a few important reasons
1. my parents had financially supported me through college
2. i haven't seen my sister (who's getting married in 08) in two to three years
3. they're actually really cool people
4. my dad's diabetic

my parents have been really supportive, except for one special night when i hung out with teresa till 5am in the morning ( i will expand later).

i also helped out (one day) at this place called "kawan" in KL, it's close by Shaw Plaza/Pudu jail and hosted by this org called YWAM (Youth With A Mission). they have this drop in center where drug addicts, the homeless and i think even prostitutes go to when they need food, a place to rest, clean clothes to wear and a shower. i'm telling you, some of them really needed a shower. it's nice to be able to help out, at the same time open our small chinese eyes and heart to what the world is really like and to remind ourselves that we are blessed beyond blessed to have our family, education and support.
i had asked my koo mah (dad's sister, 79 years old, half blind, diabetic, lives in California) if she grew up poor. she answered, " you don't even know what poor means"

she's right, i don't.

anyway, so i hung out there for a little bit. then i went out with an old friend to enjoy some jazz music. there was this band playing at this place we didn't even know about. and around the last set, they had invited their good friend to do a sesh with them. most of you should know who he is (if you like jazz) because he's a(n)
well known sax player
chinese
very talented, absolutely rad musician
owner of a satria

i was so stoked that he played two nights in a row because we went back the following night hoping that he'd play again. i was shaking when suyin and teresa asked me to introduce myself. he's not what you'd call attractive, but he's very talented. and i'm so stoked that we got to see him again (and probably again during the next few weekends because he's a regular at top hat and NBT)

so that about sums up the three rather uneventful weeks i had in the motherland.

oh yeah, and i had lunch with bin and ping today. we ate at kim gary and i had garlic pork spag noodles and some gross cream soup while bin had some black pepper pork and spag and really nice red soup and ping had rice in a bowl that had chicken and corn. we also had this rad drink that tasted like tea with alot of milk.

i hope you had fun reading this post because i took around 40 minutes typing it. thank you so much and i hope you have an awesome day!