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Thursday, 21 June 2007
shrek the third and mango sale
I met up with Lileng today to watch Shrek the Third at GV Marina.
Suan was supposed to meet us but because she was so busy with preparations for her overseas CIP trip, she didn't reach until around 1500 hr. So it was just the two of us for the movie.

Anyway Shrek the Third wasn't as bad as many reviews put it to be. I thought it was very funny - its been ages since I laughed that much. I think its because there were lots of in-jokes and adult humour in it, or at least more so compared to the previous two installments of the Shrek series, so much so it that its jokes weren't very obvious and required some level of thinking before one can understand them.
But it was still pretty intelligent I guess, which is what the Shrek series is well known for. I love the fact that the jokes aren't obvious - means you have to have some level of maturity and intelligence to really get them.
I guess the reason why the reviews about it was so bad was probably due to the fact that there wasn't anything fresh or exciting about it - people are probably used to the kind of humour it had and were expecting something new, something more.
I thought it was quite sad though, that Lileng and I were the only ones laughing so loudly in the theatre; the families of parents with their kids there probably didn't get the jokes or something.

Its been ages since I met up with Lileng and Suan. The last time I met the two of them for our little trio gatherings was way back in December, at the end of CA1.
It was nice to meet up with them, chatting and stuff. So many things have happened in the past 6 months and I guess it was inevitable that they started asking me about relationship stuff.
But it was nice catching up. And, like always, they dragged me along for shopping, asking for my opinions and views concerning female fashion apparels like its part of some personality test or something.

I was particularly freaked out by the Mango Sale. It was madness, like stepping onto some sort of battle ground where blood thirsty girls were out hunting and snatching apparently good buys from each other. It was just... madness. I felt like a fish out of water, and every attempt for me to find a corner where I could remain inconspicuously hidden was wrecked by the fact that every corner seemed to be occupied by some sale crazy female trying to see if some article of clothing would fit them.
I think I was poked by at least 10 different clothes hangers, pushed about by females laden with shopping bags and clothes and stepped on at least 5 times in my short 20 minutes there. It was one hell of an experience.
I don't really understand what the fuss was about the Mango sale. I was asking the girls if the clothes were really good or something, but both gave me replies that indicated that Mango clothes aren't that fantastic or well made - in fact, the only impression I got about Mango is that the clothing chain really slash their prices during sales and thus the clothes on offer become significantly cheaper.
Still I think its not really worth it to brave the crowd so as to get some pieces of clothing when its not exactly dead cheap, but what the heck, its not really my business to point that out to female shoppers.

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