I was free earlier than expected last night, so I went over to Sun Yat-sen Memorial to practice. The veranda was packed with dancing teens. I swear, with the amount of practice all of these kids do, why isn’t Taiwan the Teen Dance Capital of the World? Oh, I know, it’s because they’re just annoying copycats who can’t be bothered to turn their music down to tolerable levels.

I was really out of it, though. I haven’t managed to get back into things since Chinese New Year. I feel like all the other students are advancing while I just tread water. I practiced with Mr. Hu and performed miserably. The new girl has already finished studying the empty-handed form; I think she learned it in about half an hour. I realize that I am probably the worst student there, but sometimes it depresses me more than others.

Valentine’s Day wasn’t particularly notable for anything for me, but I did manage to drag my ass to practice that day. Nobody from our school was at the park when I arrived, however. I figured they must all be late or something and went through the forms as best as I could until I got a call from Teacher X, who told me that they’d moved back to CKS Hall since the construction work there is finished. They still practice at the park on Sunday’s though.

I walked over to CKS and joined the group there. It was a gray day, cool and somewhat forbidding after a week of solid sunshine and warm days. I was tired and really out of shape after such a long hiatus, and UPS guy pushed me over several times. I had a better time of it with Mr. V.

My Tuesday and Thursday nights are almost full up, though, so I’m not sure how quickly I’ll be able to get back into the swing of things.