A break after a long while.

Tutu bro and sis finally can catch Fantastic 4 aka F4 at causeway point, where timings are really limited with the much-anticipated Transformers being screened.

First, tutu sis waited for tutu bro for close to an hr at junrong station. tutu bro din noe, went ahead to causeway point 1st. anyway, tt's alrite, since he can wait in the queues 1st.

Second, bro is short of cash, i managed to reach in time to pay. The ticketer asked if it is fine if there r only 1st row left. I was thinking tt it's really weird that F4 is still so popular after two wks on screen. nevertheless, i just bought the tix with no questions amidst the long queues and squeeziness.

Third, i was so hungry that i had to buy and devour the popcorn with my tutu bro. I went to the washroom, and when i came back, i tot that i saw the preview for Transformers. eh.. but no.. it wasnt a PREVIEW. It was the show itself. oh my, here goes my F4.

I was rather pissed with the kuku ticketer who must had assumed that the whole world came for Transformers. But come on, i'm not those common ppl who wan catch the latest show on the very 1st day.

Nevertheless, the show was awesome. woo.. i LIKE! though its the very 1st row and i was in the theatre with a bunch of sweaty young kids, the show really bring me back to those days. Those days when i dun really like cartoons but know that robots can be differentiated using their eye colours. The evil ones will definitely have red eyes and menacing look.

Anyway, going back to the 'fourth'!

Fourth, after the show, with aching necks, my bro and i went down the levels to find washroom. It's ages since we visit causeway point. It was then tt we saw a young kid crying his guts out near the escalator. Everybody else was just staring. Well, me being me, i just went up to the kid, soothe him, carry him and keep trying to console him in whatever baby languages i know. We found the information counter, 6 levels down and passed him to the info counter gal. A few announcements were made, the parents were nowhere to be seen. I was worried sick that it was a case of abandonment. At that point of time, the boy cried again. The tutu info counter gal just continue to sit the boy on her lap. Come on, she should just carry him la! I was almost about to cry out at tt point when looking at his reddish and wet face. Anyway, i just carry him up and YES, he really stop crying.

While carrying him, i was thinking the what-ifs. if the parents dun come by, i'll bring the boy home. It was then i heard a voice, a 'daddy's' voice.

The cutey boy and his very calm dad is reunited.

Fifth, we can finally visit the washroom after nearly an hour.

This incident just reminded me and my frenz about the cardboard carrying at jurong point. Am i always this impulsive? haha

Anyway, hail to the transformers, heros of the world. and i will still wan to catch F4 this week. NO MORE MISTAKES..