Culture Vulture

Here I am looking at my weekend. What do I do? Hmm..

Wanna watch a Dance concert - Group II (Rio), I guess I might go alone. Wanna watch a movie, which? Revolutionary Road. Huh?! What road? Only the the most potentially moving story out in theatres now on a different calibre than 17 Again I might add.

I attribute it to my awfully weird taste in culture. When others are soaking up the atmosphere of orchard road. I rather take it to the civic districts, a quiet afternoon at a corner cafe leafing through the life of victims of their fate or pacing the corridors of the path less trodden.

I crave for dinner parties and drinks after dark, evening plays and random chit chat till dawn. Then I realise that I'm in Singapore and if in Rome do as the Romans. So I take to late night hawker food and blockbuster movie. I relish in loitering the occasional mall and window shopping. I indulge in fast food and bargain hunting.

There is a life that I wish to have, the life that I lead and there is the grey in between. I like to think I am courageous enough to tread on the grey, but I often cave to popular culture. It does get lonely on the other side, it does get expensive too. Lonely mostly.

I mean there was the time that I took a couple of friends to watch a play, I drag my friends to my dance concerts. En and I took to the Lord of the Rings museum exhibits for 8 hours. I hope for that balance, actually what do I want to get out of saying all this? Maybe someone that could appreciate this too.