the textual siege.

so this week, i had a culture vulture day, a secret garden day and a sopping wet mother nature day. i think i was doing so many things and out practically everyday because i'm due to start work [again!] on wed so i was overcompensating. just as well, since my working hours are a little odd, so i'm prepared to lose any semblance of social life left.

culture vulture thursday was at the national museum for marie theresia's life exhibition. who on earth is marie theresia? just think of her as marie antoinette's mom. pity photography wasn't allowed because it was a very well done exhibition. nevertheless, guerilla shutterbug ming still managed to take some covert pictures.

saturday was spent at my secret garden, a bistro-ish place that truly lived up to it's none too creative name. the name also reminds me of one of my favourite childhood books, the secret garden by frances hodgson burnett, alongside the little princess by frances hodgson burnett also and little women by louisa may alcott. i think i see a pattern here... lonely girls with princess complexes and overactive imaginations?

anyways unlike many other bloggers, i have a problem whipping out a camera in public and taking pictures of my surroundings and food, hence the badly taken, measly one picture of secret garden. however, disliking taking pictures of my surroundings is public is only second to the embarrasment of taking self shots in public. honestly, i have no idea how some photowhores do it.

sunday was get in touch with kampung girl day.

alas, such an alter ego doesn't exist at all within me, so suffice to say, pulau ubin is not somewhere i'll be frequenting much. nevertheless, it was something different, although waking up before 1pm on a sunday [or any other day for that matter] is sacrilege. it was nice to have mangy dogs coming up to you, taking bumboat rides and seeing so much greenery. however, the copious amounts of loud singaporeans and the unrelenting rain did the trip in.