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Mug
v. The Singaporean version of cramming for exams, i.e. scanning notes into one's brain. As if it wasn't filled with enough junk already.

Only if Necessary
adv. The night before for classroom assessments; one day for lecture tests; and one day and night (per subject) for major examinations.

This author is currently on hiatus for the ignoble cause of mugging. The public is advised to remain calm, as this routine protocol has been shown to have no effect on one's violent tendencies in 96% of cases.

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

Lim updated his profile.
03 Mar - Comment

12 months.

For one long year I've put up unwavering resistance, I've ignored all the "You have been poked!" emails, I've stayed out of Mousehunt conversations and I've closed my mind to its omnipresent power.

But just like that, the temptation draws me in again. I've finally given up after having the following conversation repeat itself countless times:

Random guy I met during orientation: "Do you have FB? Add me!"
Me: "Yeah I do, but it's been inactive for a year now."
Random guy: "Just log in and add me so I have more friends...please?"
Me: "NOOOOOOOOO!!" *runs*

So yeah, after being totally oblivious to Facebook for ages, I finally decided to log in, initially just to check a few photos. Then I noticed the following:

44 unread inbox messages
72 friend requests
116 other requests
814 unread email notifications

And in that moment of impulse, I decided I couldn't take it anymore and cleared the entire (still) mounting pile of messages. Okay fine, I simply selected "Ignore all" for the "other requests" and mark all the emails as read. But hey, at least I don't have ugly three-digit numbers in bold glaring at me anymore.

Thus began the process of my Facebook revival. Next up: Deleting all applications. I decided that if I didn't want Facebook to be sucking out my life from the inside by making me log in every hour to launch an attack with my broomstick/earn 20 points/feed my pet unicorn, then those apps all had to go. So don't bother sending me any Mousehunt invites or anything from now on (no, I won't join for that precious 100 points you get as a reward).

Final step: Changing my profile picture. I don't the first thing people see to be a not-too-glamorous picture of me from a couple of years back.

So yeah, add me on Facebook etc. etc. And please, no sheep-throwing. D:

'Twas teh winnar at 10:55 pm.