juz got back from chicago citylights, where the singaporeans of UChicago put up a performance of Beauty World, and Dick Lee was present to watch his work presented by a group of rather amateur performers (that's not to say that they didn't put up a good show, especially given their busy schedule and lack of training in this area i guess...) Then, this morning, we had a recital/symposium session by Dick Lee.

did enjoy myself. wanton snapping of candid (and unglam) shots (which basically incurred the wrath of everyone), dimsum at phoenix (twice in 3 weeks...), belting out songs at the top of our lungs, sightseeing in chicago and trying to figure out the subway, beauty world, 3-to-a-bed, morning hyper-ness in the seniors' room, dick lee's performance, SASHIMI/SUSHI/wasabi-masochistic sessions, conversations to while the travelling time away...

it was good. tiring, but good. being in chicago was rejuvenating. just feeling the hustle and bustle of the city life, walking between skyscrapers in a nice cool weather, getting a feel of the living organism called downtown chicago... yeah, it was what i expected it to be and more.

dick lee's recital was cool. for those who have never heard 'fried rice paradise', please find a way to listen to it. it's hilarious. his 'home' was kinda moving, juz cos, yeah i'm craving for buah keluak right now haha. up close and in person, he isn't exactly what u see on tv. and yeah.. he doesn't exactly sing very well. but i do admire him for his pioneering work, and for his great song-writing skills. his songs are creative and the music's lovely, esp the last couple of pieces he played with very strong jazz influences in them. it was cool though, him not being in 'singapore idol' mode and all... and for someone so old, he looks too freaking young!

work to do. gotta go i guess. what with elections/concerts/convocations to attend, think i prob have to maybe spare a little time doing work eh? haha kidding. finals coming up in 3 weeks. -shudder- wish the stuff would diffuse into my brain automatically... then at least i can sleep in class without feeling terrible...

and so, stats calls out my name and i shall hurry to heed it's call before i fall flat on my face over it. sighhhhhh