Today i nearly misplaced a library book, when i brought it out to dinner at the Jurong West Rulang hawker centre. I'm currently reading Novel 11, Book 18 by Dag Solstad, chosen at the library because
1) it has a funny weird title
2) which makes no sense and thus i'm intrigued
3) the book is in superb condition and the cover is nice

Anyway, i only realized i lost it when we reached home, and after much grumbling, my dad agreed to drive me back to find it. And it was still there! Wow :D

So i came home happily and told my mother,
Me: Wah 很好, 新加坡人都这么诚实, 路不拾遗!
Mother: Wah 惨, 新加坡人不喜欢看书...