Wrong Impression

I don't get the fuss over Harry Potter and his magical artefacts.The only magical thing that ever happened to me in a Harry Potter movie, twice, was when my friend's car got broken into(chamber of secrets) and when the same guy's wallet dropped in the cinema, magically to be never seen again.(philospher's stone).I guess you can conclude that both the movies ended up for my friend as 'Car Break-in Secrets' and 'I lost my stones'

But all the same, JK Bowling is not a bad author.In a strange kind of way, her books, though dark and would give Grandpa and Grandma in Pusat Orang Tua some serious heart conditions, allows kids to stretch something they so rarely use nowadays- their imagination.For a few seconds they can be a powerful kid who can turn his irritating obese smelly uncle into a toad whenever he so wishes.I mean that has got to be easier to imagine yourself when you are a kid than a gay old wizard with white hair and a silly grey cloak and a staff that does not much more than being a wooden torchlight.

Yes I did watch Chicken Little already.Apart from the screaming kids, it was OK fun la la.The use of metaphorical, real life stuff in a comic animal world reminds me of "Mencari Cinta" or was that "Mencari Nemo" or somehting like dat la.
Now all my workmates probably think i am a sad loser with no life.Almost fully true though.When everyone is out clubbing and stuff, here I am drinking herbal tea or soya bean with a bunch of losers like me.Sigh..

Plus to add salt, twice when i opened my company webmail, and replied in non office wee mornings to the guys who are on shift...i just realized I dug my grave deeper la.Now they're gona think I'm a fat Workaholic loser.

Damn you Bernes-Lee for the Internet.But then again without u I'd have to buy porn