Let me get to know you…

On my very brief visit to Kuala Lumpur, I grabbed the chance to get to know as many bloggers as I could. I like meeting fellow-bloggers in person so that we can progress to the next level and become blogger-friends.

The first one that I got to meet was peteformation


…who caught me across the road taking photographs of the hotel for one of my previous posts. It was not difficult for him to identify me, he claimed – just one look at me and he knew that it was STP. Probably the fact that I was taking photographs using my old, lousy handphone gave the game away. LOL!!!

He looked bigger and taller in person, unlike the little boy photo in his blog.  He brought along some dried Teochew mee teow (long life noodles, as stated on the label) for me, thanks a lot for that, Pete. I will try to cook it one of these days and publish a post on that.

We waited for the other bloggers to turn up before Pete took us all the way to PJ for breakfast, but that will be in another post. The next one to arrive, if I remember correctly, was Drumsticks


My! My! Isn’t she so very sweet-looking and pretty…and so very fair too? The poor girl did not know KL very well and had a bit of a problem with directions.

Then came Daniel


…who decided not to drive and took the LRT instead. He also looked much bigger in person compared to the photos of him that I had seen in his blog or in Facebook…and if you read his recent post in his blog, he, for reasons known only to himself, does not want to be introduced as a “blogger” but as “someone who owns a blog” or “the owner of danielliew.com”. If you ask me, as Bill Shakespeare would say, “A rose by any other name would smell as sweet!” PERIOD.

The last one to arrive that morning was coolku who had to come all the way from Bangi…


Actually he was my ex-student and he kept reminding me how I used to scold him for his poor command of the English language. Well, he certainly has improved a great deal over the years, no thanks to me! LOL!!! For one thing, he has put on weight and is now fairer than the time when he was in school.

So off we went, all of us and Cibol as well, for breakfast in PJ (Paramount Garden) at the O & S Restaurant where, according to Pete, they serve the best Penang hawker food…

At the O&S Restaurant, PJ
Photo courtesy of peteformation

On the way back, I had a call from zewt who, at that point in time, was at the hotel. Unfortunately, he could not stay long and was not able to wait till we reached the hotel. I must say that I’m sad that I missed the chance to meet him in person…and eiling.

I was supposed to meet her at the Pavilion for tea soon after I arrived the previous afternoon but I was held up, chatting away with my radio friends. She was busy the following day, so I did not get to hear from her again, after that.

But Jing came to the hotel after we got back from our brunch outing in PJ…


…and we went to Secret Recipe up the road where he had a pie. I just had a slice of Mango Delight which was nothing to shout about. I should have stuck to my favourite – their white chocolate macadamian.

In the evening, JL came to the hotel and went together with Cibol and me to the “family” gathering…


At the gathering, we met this outspoken and dynamic lady, Grace

Photo from http://www.magandpat.com

…who works for The Star and she too has a blog of her own. Zee from my radio family, who also has a blog, was there too, of course. In fact, she and Cash were the ones who picked us up at the hotel. Another one from the “family”, Zul, started a blog as well but it died a natural death after one post. I can’t even remember the url now. LOL!!!

Later in the night, another blogger dropped by to join us there but he/she would like to remain anonymous – in every way, and so be it. This is nothing new as I have met some bloggers who would like to remain anonymous in the blogosphere and I have no problem with that. If that is what they want, I would give due respect to their wishes and would not mention any personal things when commenting in their blogs or say anything that may give readers a clue to their identities. For any private matters, I would just call or sms them (as we, as friends, would have exchanged our handphone numbers) or send them an email or a message on Facebook.

However, I would think that it is somewhat awkward to have a “friend” and you don’t know a thing about him or her, don’t you all agree? Imagine if one were to come to my house and my missus (who is not in the least interested in blogging or reading them) asked questions like “What does he do?” or “Is he married?” and so on and I could only answer, “I don’t know!”, I am sure she would find it really odd and might even start wondering what on earth was going on! But let’s just say that it’s a person’s prerogative…so whatever it may be, I would just have to quietly oblige. 

Anyway, to get back to my post, the last but definitely not the least, blogger that I got to meet was Chriso. I really appreciate the fact that he insisted on meeting me even though we could not find a suitable time…and he came to the place where we had the gathering at around midnight as he had a prior engagement elsewhere earlier…

STP with Chriso, Cibol and JL
Photo courtesy of Chriso

Wow!!! Don’t you look small and slim in the photo, Chriso? You really should take more photographs with me in various poses… Ummm…on second thoughts, never mind! Just forget I said that! Hahahahaha!!! We had a long chat and then, he left…only to come running back a couple of minutes later, asking me to have my photograph taken with his shitzoe…

STO and shitzoe
Photo courtesy of Chriso

Despite what it is, it certainly was an honour as judging from the photos in his blog and on Facebook, it seems that shitzoe is Chriso’s prized possession and he goes everywhere with it and has had many of his snaps taken with…that thing! Don’t ask me why he has this fetish attraction to that thing ‘cos I really don’t know! LOL!!!

Well, to all you bloggers that I got to meet, it was my pleasure meeting and getting to know all of you and to the others, perhaps we will meet some other time…