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Visiting Ang Mo Kio

This weekend, because my parents are in Malaysia, I will have to stay in the boarding school by myself this weekend. And on Saturday, I have nothing to do, so my father suggested that I may go to Ang Mo Kio Libray during Saturday to spend my time, which I decided agreed. So today at 10:30, I left for the library.
As what my English Drama teacher told my class, whatever can go wrong would go wrong, since I was not very sure of the bus stations, I went pass the correct station. Luckily I realized it quick enough that I was able to come off the station directly after it.
Then when I entered Ang Mo Kio Library, I decided to first check out the restaurant, then I realized that the things there are expensive. Ice cream was more than 2 dollars and pizza was almost 10 dollars, and it's not like it was big and that nice(from the looks). Luckily I noticed a McDonalds across the street, so I decided that I will go there for lunch instead.
After a big 30 minutes of looking for interesting books, I gave up trying to find my favorite books at the ground floor.  However I was not having much luck at the second floor either. I took a whole 45 minutes to find something that I would prefer. However after 10 minutes of reading, I realized that I need to grab my lunch.
As I crossed the street to approach McDonalds, I realized the sign was further than I thought, that's also when I noticed what looked to me at that point in time like a plaza building and some signs saying food centre, so I decided to go back across the street. However upon closer inspection, it was not that all exciting, and the only restaurant I saw was a French one where they also sell expensive food. So I had to go back across the street, where I once again realized another mistake, the McDonalds was not really as far as I saw, it's only the sign that is on the far side. So I got there bought a burger and ate with content.
After eating, I decided to go back to the library. Just a few more minutes before I decide to leave, I found my favorite book. So I sped through it and it was nice. At least I got a bit of what I wanted.
Moral of the story: always have a map, or you'll start seeing(or maybe not-seeing) things that will cause misjudgment.

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