I don't know where to begin...the people, the places, the memories. In less than two weeks, unbreakable bonds were made. We all started out strangers, albeit Doris, Michael and I had already become good friends through our eventful flight to GuangZhou. In the following days, we got to know the rest of the group. Each person is so talented, so unique, and so passionate about music. I only wish our time together were longer. We got to practice our Chinese and experienced beautiful traditional Chinese music. We held on to our national pride while further understanding and appreciating our ethnic pride. Against the crazy humidity and heat, the early morning calls and late night returns to the hotels, each day was really a "journey" (quoting a tourguide) and the VIP was born.

As much as I dislike sounding cheesy and lame, this Sing Tao Global Youth Ambassador program has significantly impacted my life. Not a day goes by since I returned home that I haven't thought about and missed all the special people I've met. Seeing the tons of pictures uploaded onto Facebook (YES we can finally access it again!) literally brings tears and laughter. Tears from how much I miss everyone, laughter from all the crazy things we said and did (Wolfpacking, panders, Michre n' Meechre, beaVERR, Great Warr of Chinerr, and so on and so forth.) There are so many memories. There was so much laughter. Sadly, all good things must come to an end. The last day felt so surreal, especially when we learned, to our dismay, that the VIP wasn't leaving on the same flight. Instead, Louie left first on a crack-of-dawn flight, then the NY and Toronto flight at 10am, then a few more in the early evening. Yes, VIP was torn apart piece by agonizing piece (I kiddd XD...kinda.) Goodbyes were so difficult. How do you say goodbye to people who mean so much to you? We tried staying up all night to savor the last moments together. Not all of us made it. I plead guilty, though it was only just one hour D: The flight back to HongKong was uneventful, though the wait at the HK airport certainly was quite the opposite. The New Yorkers' wait of 3 hours was suddenly extended to 7, the Toronto...ers(?) was extended by half a day. Yup. We were all stuck together for just a little longer. As much as it irked me to have to wait so much longer (I really wanted to get the 14 hour flight over with), I was, and I think we all were, grateful for this unexpected additional time together. Back in JFK at NY, the Beaver n' his Damsels had to separate. But, I'm glad we all managed with big smiles and bear hugs :3

I don't think people really check this site anymore, but it's okay. I guess it was nice to get my feelings down on ...paper-ish. Words can't do justice to how much this trip meant to me. Still, I'll make one last feeble attempt:

I LOVE YOU GUYS! VIP FOREVER!<3