I don't like to see old people selling tissue and stuff along the pavements. They are supposed to be relaxing at home. There are many in Bedok and everytime, I can't help but pity them. I want to help them but I can't possibly buy so many packets from everyone. It is heart-breaking for me to see them standing for long hours and trying desperately to unload all their stock. What's more? I saw a little girl today walking around the hawker centre selling newspapers. Are her parents working on our sympathy or what? Why in the world send a little girl out to earn money? Are these people really that desperate? I don't know and I don't want to know.

Bumped into Mr Peck, my GP teacher at Bedok interchange today. Surprised he still recognised me despite my new spiky hairstyle. Haha. At that moment, I felt like I was back in school again.

Anyway, I received a letter from NUS regarding the law interview. I am in! Overjoyed is not strong enough superlative. Haha. Wait a minute, it is just the interview. I am not a law student yet. If I remember correctly, it is an interview-cum-essay writing. Well, the whole world applied for law and I'm sure the whole world will be there as well. This means, I still have the whole world to compete with. It is a tough fight but I am enjoying every moment of it. If I don't get in this year, I still have 2 more tries. But I prefer getting it over and done as early as possible. It is not going to be nice having it lingering in my mind for the next year.

I'm tired. And I have guard duty on Sunday. Crap it. I will have to find some things to bring down to kill time. Army is about killing time right?

Forgot to mention something. I watched 'Creep' today. What a gross show. If I keep watching such psychotic movies, I will become a psycho myself. Besides, I don't understand the story. Why on earth would a doctor turn into a man-eating freak? Stress? Haha.

Good night.