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Tuesday, June 08, 2004


Hehe, once more I am here to say I forgot to do a few days of entries. So I will start with Tuesday.

That is today. Kah Hui, Ying San, her brother(I did not hear his name once in the whole trip) went to Jurong Point to watch Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. We got there 1 hour before the start of the film. So the four of us wondered around for forty five minutes before going into the cinema. This movie is really much better then the first two. It did not stick so much to the book. And the mood of the movie was changed with a little variation of the clothes and the settings. There are lots of humour and surprises in this movie, thus making it different and special from the others. But there is the crappy ending. The four of us don't like that too much. And we find the movie short. 2 and a 1/2 hrs. Then we went to the library. Then we took the very hot air conditioned bus 157 home. And half way, that is one stop from the stop I am alighting, the stupid bus door broke down. The door!!! The bus driver unlike the other one I had seen, had no idea what to do with it. He told us to get off the bus to take another one. I walked home instead.



Monday

Nothing much today, read finish one book I borrowed from the library "Indiana Jones and the Dance of the Giants". There was this part in the book where Merlin said "I have many names, and in not too many years will be reborn again in lore as Gandalf. I like that name." I was thinking that the author of the book just read Lord of the Rings and decided to link both wizards up. I find that rather lame. Further more Merlin said a druid would become prime minister and that person was Churchill. Sound ridiculous. The author's imagination was really wild. Creativity.



Sunday

Jurong Regional Library opened on Saturday, so to avoid the first day crowd, my mother and I went on the second day.
The library is gigantic with the extention and is very cold. The moment I enter and saw the friction section I immediately went to grab the books. Very Kiasu. That's me. Anyway, my mother got angry because I was so kiasu and refused to go and explore the library first with her. I must say I regret it now. I only went to the first floor. The first floor is filled with books, new books. I hope I could just carry the library home and have every books at my disposal. My mother was very unhappy with me for borrowing so many books even till today she is still going about it. Haiz.... So this was Sunday.

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