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and so maybe a few months down, i may regret having passed up this chance. but i guess the fear of not making the cut is just too heavy to bear. anyways, i had no qualms as to which i should choose. dinner with friends or the interview? of course i chose the former. and i enjoyed every minute of it. :)
its scary.
anyways, 980 and 167 goes to sembawang now, making my home more accessible. yippee. no more expensive cab rides home in future. and talking to xm was just good chillin'. think less, smile more yeah. ps, take care of yourself.
~tarrying~
