su & hao

I feel so uninspired… yet I’m blogging!
What to say… what to say…?

There were so many little pockets of experiences I noted to blog about but now I can’t seem to think of any.

How?

Ok, maybe I talk about the Chorus thing I went to today. It’s this informal Chorus (choir) thingy that’s part of a society by the Music Centre. There were quite a lot of old people involved; I guess anybody can join even if they are not student or staff at Warwick. I had a fun time! The conductor is this super funny guy and I kept wanting to burst out laughing every time he did his weird facial expressions or hand gestures while we were singing. JY will be able to do a good impersonation I’m sure!
Seems like the Chorus will be having a performance sometime in November, maybe I can participate in that. Seems fun! Singing is always fun. I had my first singing lesson last week with this guy (my teacher) called Richard Whitehouse and he’s very Qiang2, very classical and loud when he sings… super loud. Like Lao Shi! Haha… in that first lesson, he said no matter what you’re singing, pop or jazz or musical, whatever, you basically use the same technique. Which I beg to differ but anyways, there’s definitely stuff to learn from him. The way they teach here is quite abstract. There’s less of a technical or practical approach but more of a mental, sensational kind of understanding. I have to get used to that. Anyway, that teacher of mine, he apparently bruised(?)/twisted(?) part of his neck(?)/shoulder(?) during karate and so my lesson this week has been postponed. That was quite comical, I thought. Him and karate. Him and bruised/twisted neck/shoulder.

I’m totally thrilled that I don’t have to do any work on a Thursday night so I’m free to write rubbish and if you’re looking to see if hmmmm… Su’s writing got improve or not… I’m so not applying anything I’ve learnt here! Although HW and XY and Wei did say I sounded different in my previous few entries. I think it’s more a matter of where I am and how I feel than what I’ve learnt. Now I feel like I have to blog but I dunno what to blog.

Oh, a little about the food here then… hiyaaaahh… there’s no cheap and good (healthy) food unless it’s cooked by yours truly (harhar). So that’s quite a pain because eating out usually means sandwiches or (save me!) fish and chips. Sianz… always deep fried! I want healthy Qing Dan, soupy food. I want Yong Tau Fu or Yu Pian Mi Fen! But cannot so too bad.
Went to Coventry last Saturday and had Duck Noodles (dry) at this Chinese restaurant. It costs £5.50 but two gals can share a bowl if their appetite is not that big. It was quite yummy but loaded with oil, nonetheless. Next time I go I’ll have the soup one and oh, the luxury of being served!!! Eat, pay, get up and leave. ‘Thank you very much! See you again!’ The pleasure is mine, really.

Just thought of something, a friend here said that I am VERY VAIN. Gosh… I am so un-vain and he said that I am vain… half in jest, but he meant it definitely. I am not offended, no. I just think it… weird. Over here, I have (suddenly) become vain (when I dun even MA-KE!!!). I don’t think I had anyone really said that to me before. I mean, I am not un-vain or blasé about appearances but vain??? Then again, it may be a matter of relativity so… ok lor, vain lor. The Onz Form Project is still on anyway and being part of the OFP, we can’t be afraid to be called vain, can we? Said friend also has my blog address so I can’t say anything bad about him other than that he is déjà vu number two because his disposition reminds me of the very delectable Hiroshi (he is not going to be reading this so I can say he is delectable! ‘Very’ somemore… he’ll be so happy if he knows…), which is not that bad a thing to say, is it? (That sentence is too long and needs a second reading to digest.)
I hope you guys are not gonna pop! and go, 'Su, you are vain what!' 'Su, VAIN!' Pop, pop, pop. Ignore me while I drown in this sea of mushrooms... but we go down together ah...

I’m being random again cos I can’t think of anything better to say… The skin on my arm is getting very dry and on the back of my hand it’s looking diseased again. What a bore! It’s either because of the washing liquid I used tonight at a friend’s place which stung my hands a bit and made them feel itchy for a while or because of the new moisturiser from Marks & Spencer which I like but am so likely to be allergic to.

I’m gonna end off abruptly here cos I’m getting kinda sleepy. Shall post some pics another time then.

Jay ne! (can’t stand myself!)