NYC2006!!
edit: exactly one week late, i know...haha....been waiting for someone to declare a winner for this contest before i posted, but doesn't look like it's happening, so i'm putting my entry out there before april begins
Introduction
I've said it before, and i'll say it again. New York City is the greatest city in the world! I know i haven't been out of Texas too many times in my life, but I just can't imagine any other city in the world topping this city. This was my second time back and it was just as memorable if not more so.
Here are the highlights of the trip for me. Not highlights of what we did so much, but more highlights of what i remember most about everyone that went on the trip. NYC2006 through the eyes of Mitchell Dang. So won't you be my friend? and read on?
Here we are, all 12 of us and one....Clear picture huh?
Michelle and Joy
The story: It was our first night there in New York. There were probably 13 of us sitting down at the table at some random bar. Our friend Won was there chilling with us, and says to me, "Hey, i think your sister and one of the other girls are fighting." I say, "naw man, they just talk really loud....drink up buddy" I look over at the other end of the table just to make sure, and i see them both standing up reaching over the table to pull each other's hair out.
What Michelle was thinking: I love you, but i hate you more.
What Joy was thinking: Please don't hurt me as i continue to yell at you.
What Minh was thinking: Why did i give up drinking?
What i was thinking: Night one of drama complete. 3 more nights to go.
As we can see, someone had to stand in between the two for the duration of the trip.
Mike Dang
The story: The second day at new york. Everyone wakes up and starts getting ready (brushing teeth, showering, etc.) There are 8 guys in the guy room waiting to shower. It's Mike's turn to shower. We all can hear the shower water running for what seems like 30 minutes with 5 other guys waiting to shower.
What Quoc says: "he's obviously taking a shit and leaving the shower water on to disguise the sounds."
The conversation then leads into having to use the bathroom in public restrooms and how uncomfortable it is.
What Quoc then says: "When i use the bathroom in a stall, i raise both my feet up so that no one can tell that i am in there."
What I was thinking: Wouldn't it be better for them to know that you are in there? so that they don't open the stall and see you butt naked?
What Mike was thinking for 30 minutes: HaHaHa, those fools actually think i'm taking a shower in here. *continues to read magazine*
Michael: "That 'shower' did me good today."
Quoc
The story: After a harsh night of drinking for Quoc, his digestive system wasn't cooperating with him the following day. Our group had to "pull over" several times for Quoc to take care of business. And these weren't one minute stops either.
What everyone was thinking: Again?!
What Quoc was thinking: Hopefully nobody's caught on that i have the runs today.
What i was thinking: His gluteus maximus must ache right now from holding up his legs for so long today.
Painful, it was....
Linda
The story: We went to karaoke the second night we were there. Good times and apparently, good looking waiters/cashiers. Our grand total for the night was $489 or something like that if i remember right. Someone catches Linda slipping the guy an extra 20 dollar bill after everything was paid for.
What i was thinking: Oh my gosh! freaking 489 dollars?! so expensive!
What Linda was thinking: Only 489 dollars?! everyone better cough up more money for this hot guy...i mean this cool karaoke place...
What Minh was thinking: Man, these people don't know how to handle their liquor.
Linda: "Can someone take over? I'm tired of standing in between these two."
Amy
The story: While in New York, Amy kept pushing everyone to go try the infamous soup dumplings at Joe's Shanghai. For those who don't know, they are steamed dumplings with soup inside, and yes, they are delicious. The only problem is, their main entrees are far from delicious. And we were one big, starving group at the time. Out of the 8 or 9 entrees we ordered, i would never order any of them again. My advice for the curious out there, definitely come in to try the soup dumplings. But only as an appetizer, and then leave.
What everyone was thinking as we all pretend to enjoy the meal: Why doesn't anyone say something? This food is awful.
What Minh was thinking: You know what would go really well with this meal? A nice cold beer.
What i was thinking: This might be the worst meal i have ever eaten in my life.
What Amy was thinking: I hope everyone is enjoying the meal. *goes to bathroom to throw up*
Mitchell: "Hey, my stomach doesn't feel to well...."
Amy: "Just shut up and smile."
Mitchell
The story: We all went to H&M the night before and I had bought a couple of white long sleeved undershirts. I tried the shirt on in the morning as we were getting ready to head out. The problem was that the sizes over there are a lot smaller than what us Texas folk are used to, so the shirt looked like an extra small on me. And for those who don't know, my body isn't exactly in the best of shapes yet (Summer Body 06 coming soon though), so having a white, skin tight, long sleeve shirt on my upper torso isn't the most flattering thing i could do for myself. Anyways, I ask Mike Kim and Pang whether or not the shirt made me look fat, and they busted out laughing. But i didn't change because i had planned to wear my track jacket all day anyway. I just needed an undershirt. So i put on my jacket and left. Well the day went fine and all until we went to a restaurant to eat dinner. The place was so hot that i had to take off my jacket. I could see Mike Kim and Pang giggling at the corner of the table like a couple of little girls. But at least they had the decency not to call me out in front of the whole group for they realized i was feeling very insecure and vulnerable. The icing on the cake came though when some acquaintance of mine who i haven't seen in 4 years came up to me and started talking to me. In the middle of our conversation, he just busts out "you got a little pudgy there". As i grab my jacket from behind my chair to cover my body, i hear uncontrollable laughter coming from Mike Kim and Pang. I try to hurry and finish my conversation with the acquaintance as i covered my nipples with my jacket.
What i was thinking: I can't believe that guy called me out in front of the whole group like that. I mean, who does that?
What Mike Kim and Pang were thinking: This random guy came at the perfect time!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
What everyone else at the table was thinking: what is so funny?
Mitchell: "I hope this picture turns out well...for it will be my next xanga profile pic."
Milton and Danay
The story: Our third night there, we went clubbing. As i was chilling with our friend Youchan, who coincidently came up from dallas that same weekend, he said "hey mitchell, i think your brother and danay are fighting." I said, "milton and danay? no way man, it's nothing....drink up buddy" He then said, "No man, milton looks really, really pissed off" I look at the corner of the club just to make sure and true enough, they were face to face yelling at each other. It's funny to watch people try to stop fights from happening, especially between 2 good friends. Everyone tries to help. I was there talking to Danay. And Pang walks up to ask Danay if everything was ok. And i tell Pang everything is cool so he walks away. Mike Kim sees Pang talking to Danay and assumes that Pang is yelling at Dannay. So he goes chasing Pang down and brings him back to Danay and tells them to "Squash it now! Ya'll are brothers and should love each other!" They look at each other confused.
What Pang was thinking: What did i say? Did danay talk shit to me?
What Mike Kim was thinking: Another brother relationship saved by yours truly.
What Milton was thinking: What is wrong with everyone? Me and Danay will be fine tomorrow. Just let us talk.
What Dannay was thinking: I bet this fool Milton thinks everything is going to be cool in the morning....I should take him down now...
Minh: "Just pretend to smile for the camera guys....come on, do it for me."
Pang
The story: Pang, Mike Dang, and I found the perfect place for fun in New York City. It is located right in the middle of K-town. We were actually there the night before to karaoke. We call it the one stop building of fun. When you walk in, you walk down a hallway where there is a hall monitor (an old asian guy). If he believes that none of you are the police, you are allowed to climb up the stairs to a bar called Players, a very nice bar. After you get drunk at the bar, you climb up one more flight of stairs to the karoake bar where you will sing and get drunk some more. To top the night off, you climb up one more flight of stairs to the "oriental spa", where you can relax and get a "massage". All in one building! Only in New York is this possible. Well Pang decided that a "massage" would be cheaper in chinatown since there were more places over there. One night, at 3 in the morning, Pang decides that he needed and wanted a "foot rub". I was walking next to him with Amy right behind us.
What Pang says: "Hey Mitchell, my feet hurts, let's go to Chinatown and get a foot rub."
What Amy was thinking: Oh hell no am i letting you take Mitchell to Chinatown at 3 in the morning for a "foot rub" you sleazball.
What I said: "Haha, you are so stupid Pang."
What i was thinking: Pang, you stupid ass, i'm down, but ask me later.
Amy: "We need to talk later Pang."
Pang: "Hmmm...What did I do wrong?"
Mike Kim
The story: This story is not for the weak at heart. Please skip if you get easily nauseated. Haha, just kidding, in respect for Mike Crown, the story will not be told on xanga, but our thoughts will be recorded.
What Mike was thinking: Oh shit! He wasn't that drunk after all!
What Danay was thinking: It's just a bad dream....someone pinch me, please!....on second thought, no! Don't pinch me!! Somebody else pinch me!
What Pang was thinking: Oh no! The Vady's get hit again. But i'll take mine over his anyday.
Was Danay really the victim? Or was it Mike Kim? Danay's left hand looks like it's ready to take advantage of a wasted Mike Kim. (I got your back Mike.)
Minh
The story: The last night there in New York, we had to fullfil Minh's final wish in New York. He only had 2 things on his list. One was to see Ground Zero, and the other thing, of all the things to see in New York, was to go to Michael Jordan's Steakhouse. Apparently, God gave us not one but two of his sons, one being baby Jesus, and the other in the form of a black baby boy, the future greatest basketball player in the world. According to Minh and Quoc, when people entered the doors of the great restaurant, they would have to get on their hands and knees, crawl to a statue of Michael Jordan, and kiss his feet before advancing to their tables. Little need to say, there were high expectations for the restaurant. After what seemed like hours of Michael Jordan conversation, praise, trivia, and prayers between Minh and Quoc, we finally arrived at the restaurant. There was no statue of Michael Jordan. In fact, there were only 2 or 3 black and white pictures of Michael Jordan in the whole restaurant! Expecting more of a sports bar type atmosphere, it actually turned out to be a really conservative, fancier than Truluck's type restaurant with people in suits with keys to Porshes. Besides the unexpected atmosphere of the restaurant, the food was exellent, everything you would expect from a high dollar steakhouse.
What everyone was thinking: Where's all the trophies, posters, and sports memorabilia?
What Quoc was thinking: Where's the tv showing all of Micheal Jordan's greatest moments? *tear*
What Minh was thinking: Why is everyone talking so loud? Have some respect for the great one.
What the waiter was thinking: Thanks for coming in and paying my rent this month guys.
Minh: "Nothing left to do here guys. Maybe we can find an earlier flight back to Texas."
Conclusion:
If you have made it this far, then you have probably just wasted 30 minutes to an hour of your life, and for that, i apologize. I especially apologize for those who dared to read this and were not even on the trip, for a lot of it didn't make sense to you. If i ever choose to make another entry, i promise it won't be long like this again, haha....I will be sure to make it pointless and as random as possible. Actually, I take it back, i don't apologize...for you have just been blessed with the literature and works of Sir Mitchell Dang....see ya! wouldn't want to be ya!! hahaha, No, you grow up.....
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