Sunday, November 26, 2006
Not Quite the Heartlander
Recently the spell seems to catch on harder, although it is nothing fresh to claim that Singapore is a boring place.
It might be the size, it might be the people ruling it but everything seems to be made a tad too homogeneous for my liking. I would have complained the same eons ago but when you become the half of another, it somehow struck you twice as hard.
Now that i have the weekdays to myself, i have restricted shopping on weekends, simply for the sake of less queueing time for fitting rooms and cashiers. Not to mention the lack of crowd eases browsing & cruising along.
Even then, it is as mundane as it gets, to be stuck here with all the time in the world but with nowhere i wanna go, locally. Quite apparently, even new malls, supposedly gigantic, spot the same few giant retailers over & over again. I must say with all the space, they have very little to offer indeed. At least on the scale of novelty points.
No matter which mall comes up as a suggestion as to where we should go and have some "fun" at, there are only so many times i can try to keep a rested chin from falling off my palm out of total boredom.
I can safely comment that there is nothing left to do outdoors after 10pm, except to eat, drink, club & stroll. Of course, i am not suggesting that comparitively, other countries have more civilization for the night owls than us, hell, some even knock off before sunset, but at least while they are open in the day, they provide more leap-off-the-chair-exciting choices & varieties.
Well, on the flip side, maybe it seems so because of my greed for a change.
How is it, that people can live so contentedly in this tiny bubble, without feeling claustrophobic, without feeling the need to see and touch foreign lands, and without curiosity; for generations (!), i don't understand.
I reeeally don't understand. ¶ J poppycocked at 11:18:00 PM
Recently the spell seems to catch on harder, although it is nothing fresh to claim that Singapore is a boring place.
It might be the size, it might be the people ruling it but everything seems to be made a tad too homogeneous for my liking. I would have complained the same eons ago but when you become the half of another, it somehow struck you twice as hard.
Now that i have the weekdays to myself, i have restricted shopping on weekends, simply for the sake of less queueing time for fitting rooms and cashiers. Not to mention the lack of crowd eases browsing & cruising along.
Even then, it is as mundane as it gets, to be stuck here with all the time in the world but with nowhere i wanna go, locally. Quite apparently, even new malls, supposedly gigantic, spot the same few giant retailers over & over again. I must say with all the space, they have very little to offer indeed. At least on the scale of novelty points.
No matter which mall comes up as a suggestion as to where we should go and have some "fun" at, there are only so many times i can try to keep a rested chin from falling off my palm out of total boredom.
I can safely comment that there is nothing left to do outdoors after 10pm, except to eat, drink, club & stroll. Of course, i am not suggesting that comparitively, other countries have more civilization for the night owls than us, hell, some even knock off before sunset, but at least while they are open in the day, they provide more leap-off-the-chair-exciting choices & varieties.
Well, on the flip side, maybe it seems so because of my greed for a change.
How is it, that people can live so contentedly in this tiny bubble, without feeling claustrophobic, without feeling the need to see and touch foreign lands, and without curiosity; for generations (!), i don't understand.
I reeeally don't understand. ¶ J poppycocked at 11:18:00 PM