The idea of typing a journal of opinions and happenings from my extremely ordinary life seemed so appealing for the past year. I would go online and a voice in my head would start chanting ‘blog blog blog’, but as always the brainwashing site for student’s we call Facebook strangles me. By the time it releases me from the grips of constant ‘profile stalking’, and the endless notions of ‘liking’ a status, I would crawl into bed after a marathon session of pointless nosing around, forgetting all about writing an entry!
So this is it, my first entry on what could only be said as an introduction into a Chinese girl’s life and mind. To be fair it’s not all that interesting and to answer all the obvious questions…No I do not eat sweet and sour chicken with fried rice every night, and No I will not teach you how to say ‘hello’ or expletives in Chinese. Ok so maybe the constant wonders of my nutritional diet and the language I speak is a riddle, but these special requests tend to become as irritating as your dog pissing on the carpet time after time, or if you don’t have a dog then the scenario of realising that yet again a pigeon has shat on your windscreen.
In all seriousness though, I hope that by achieving to write a daily blog I will be granted the confidence in people ‘liking’ my style of writing, or most importantly its all about the EXPERIENCE these days (truthfully that’s what most of us bloggers are in it for right?) Getting the experience show that you’re passionate about writing and that’s what the punters like to see! I thought it was best to get it up and running before term started, at least then I can begin to pester my course mates to check out the blog and actually have more than one post to read. Sorry to those who will be in my Media and English course.
As we all know university starts in September, we’ve had a long run up to the big leap that’s occupied our summer, and now it’s just weeks away till we take our first baby steps into the adult world...FRESHERS!! So far my summer days have either been as slow as the OAP driving in front or as fast as a shot of vodka. Let’s just say neither was enjoyable! Work has mainly dominated my self titled ‘fastest summers break of emptiness’ so respectably uni is the only motivation left for me to survive August. And now as the prospects of having no parents around and being at the legal age of 18 in the neighbouring city, my mind can only process so much information of fun and FREEDOM as a guy on crack.
The excitement of moving out is buzzing in everyone’s minds, the lists of what to take/buy down to the finest I’ve heard so far, ‘what am I going to wear during freshers week?! I need new clothes man!’-I can only quote from what seems to be the priority on someone’s mind (no names but you know who you are, shame on you). The only thing on my dear old rents minds at home is the worry of money, sex and drugs oh and of course whether I will actually finish my degree, they didn’t actually say this aloud I just interpreted the expressions painted on my mum's face when I over excite myself at the dinner table.
On the other hand there are a few things that are starting to dawn on me, such as how the hell I am going to transfer all my songs on my current iTunes to my new laptop?! How much effort and time will that involve? Mainly the mission of cooking raw meat is the most worrying, the nightmare of flipping over a piece of grilled chicken after indulging its perimeters and finding it still raw in the middle!! Note to self, make sure I can cook at least one type of meat, so far 0. I wouldn’t be surprised if came home after first year as a veggie.
Now as a Chinese that would be criminal...
