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Monday, July 9


Transform This!
Okay, so if there's one lesson I learnt today, besides the fact that I should never underestimate the sub-zero climate that a movie theater is liable to provide, it's that I should listen to myself more. Because a few months back, while countless males around me were eagerly anticipating what promised to be the ultimate fulfillment of their childhood dreams, I was already scorning what my imagination envisaged Transformers to be - big robots and lots of dust clouds. As it were, after many many claims of its awesomeness, and finally convincing myself that perhaps it holds some unconceivable brilliance, I pushed skepticism aside and bought a ticket.

And call me a girl, but there you have it. Big robots and dust clouds.


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