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Saturday, April 29


You can't blame it on the weather, friend.
Okay damn weird, I actually got an email asking me to go for an interview and test for Law at NUS. Like wth? I just put that for fun. Now I'm wondering if spending the whole of next Friday doing an interview and written test that I am hardly interested in - much less having a chance of passing - is worth the time. Supposed to celebrate Yali's birthday. How la howwww. My grandad wants me to become Chief Justice by the age of 45.

Anyway, it just occurred to me that I need to spice up my social life. It's kinda stagnating now. Okay, I don't need to, I just feel like it. And contemplating on ways and means to do so. I could...

1) Write a sweet little 'U RaWkxX!!' testimonial for every one of my 366 friends.
2) Work at a place where all the cute guys do not already have hot girlfriends.
3) Hang at Zouk on Wednesdays.
4) Make use of my currently defunct Nightlife.sg account and randomly send personal messages to people about how I can tell from their profiles that they are very nice and interesting.
5) Go for some uni orientation camp or other.
6) Join MIRC #singles. (Hahahaha.)

And, if I'm really desperate -
7) HABBO HOTEL!

Oh well.
I think I'm better off being a loser.


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