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The best way to study for CLAT is attempting as many model papers and past CLAT papers as available and then self evaluating these papers and concentrating on areas where you find yourself weak.CLAT is a time-based exam and thus time management needs to be specifically concentrated upon.Universal Publishers book on CLAT, including model papers and past papers, is recommended.Lastly, the General Knowledge section of 50 marks (if I am not mistaken) can be tackled by reading G.K. material available online and through G.K. books (like manorama yearbook, etc.) of the past year or two.

Sam, talking to your classmates is a good start. The best way to make new friends is to be more active and involved, and you can do that with after-school programs (try out for a role in a school play, or join a club). I also remember trying to sit in different tables during lunch periods and met new friends that way. I was also involved with various things which brought me into contact with like-minded people: yearbook, drama, and student body government. You need to know what you like and then seek out an activity or a group that matches or is close to your interest(s).Why do you think quantity is better than quality? Sometimes having one or two really good, understanding friends is more than enough. You don't need to be "popular."Why did you have that period in your life when you didn't want to talk to anyone? Did something happen? On what basis are you "socially ignorant"? Is that your own self-evaluation, or did someone put that label on you? Perhaps you should visit your school counselor to work on these issues as well. Sometimes simply socializing by itself doesn't necessarily resolve or heal underlying issues.

Actually, a lot has happened to me because I was nice.One thing about me that my family often criticizes is that if someone asks for help (even if they’re not asking me), I will offer whatever I have that might help. For example, if a girl needed a pad, or someone needed a pencil. My friends and strangers often ask for small amounts of money, insisting they’ll repay me the next day. In all my life, of all the things I’ve given to people, I’ve only received two pencils in return. I’ve never been repaid for any of these things. People rarely even say thank you. I continue to ‘lend’ people money and other stuff, though, despite this and all the times my mother yelled at me for it. I’ve learned to never expect repayment. This has actually taught me a lot about human nature.One day, I gave a girl a dime so she would have enough money to buy lunch from the vending machine (she had almost enough money to buy whatever food she was getting; she just needed ten cents). I told her not to bother repaying me. It was just a dime. She didn’t argue - it’s not every day you get free money in high-school. I went about my life like normal, until later - when I found another dime on the grass. Karma, anyone?Another time, my drama class needed someone to make two skirts for a play. One girl claimed she could sew, but did not know how to cut straight lines, use a pattern, measure people, or make things the right size, let alone make stitches of a uniform length. She couldn’t even use a sewing machine, and legitimately thought that sewing elastic to something made it stretchy. I offered to help - not realizing how much work it was going to be. My mother taught me to sew by hand when I was three and bought me a sewing machine when I was eight. I ended up using said sewing machine to sew the skirts. It took me nearly eight hours, and I had to fix all of her mistakes. At one point, I suffered from a panic attack while left alone after school in the theater (no teacher, even) sewing, but I didn’t say anything to the girl I was supposed to be ‘helping’, who’d left already, even the next day. My stepmom bought and sewed-on some zippers with her own money.In all that time, nobody from school thanked either my stepmom or I. They gave the other girl all the credit - even the teacher did. They repeatedly told her what a good job she did. She acted as though she really had done all the work. My teacher criticized me for not helping out enough with the play. I didn’t complain or correct anyone, as my family and friends urged me to do. Eventually, self-evaluation time came around. In my essay, I explained what happened.I got an A, and a glowing final evaluation for the class from the teacher, who couldn’t wait to have me the next year.In the time I knew that girl, she did nothing but insult me and ask me for stuff that I provided without anything in return. I was nice, despite all that, even offering to help her in Physics, and now I have the grades and teacher evaluations that my parents wanted from me. If I’d complained, been a tattletale, or yelled at her, teachers would have interpreted my actions as rude, selfish, and racist (she’s Muslim). I wouldn’t have the grades I do. Her brothers have always been perfectly nice to me, despite everything. I never held anything against her, and helped her despite how she treated me and everyone else, and I got good grades, sewing experience, and some cute little kids to smile at me.I also once had this really great poetry teacher who some people didn’t really like for some reason. He makes lots of references to old science-fiction books that I read as a kid, so maybe they felt left out of the inside jokes or something. Anyway, I always greeted him cheerfully every morning, talked to him in the hallways, told him how much I loved poetry, and showed him some of my poems. Despite getting C’s and D’s on all the quizzes in his class (including the final exam), he gave me a final grade of A.He also wrote in my yearbook:“I don’t know what I would’ve done without your cheerful smile to perk up every day.” He still waves at me in the hallways.I’ve also had two boyfriends (not at the same time), and now we’re all Rock Band buddies, even though we’re all single now. Because I wasn’t a jerk, didn’t cheat, forgave them for their mistakes, respected their feelings and obsessive desire to play video games, and I still treat them the same as before we dated, I managed to maintain a successful, non-romantic relationship with both of them following the breakups.In all my life, I have never felt hate. I don’t know why. I’ve felt angry and looked down on people, but I never hated them. I was taught from a young age to forgive, and that everyone deserves another chance. I never really felt possessive of my belongings, either. This is probably why it’s so easy to let go of everything. All I really wanted out of life was a black cat, a laptop, and a boyfriend. My cat is at home, and I’m typing this on the laptop. I tried the boyfriend thing, as previously mentioned, but I don’t think I’m quite emotionally ready for that yet.This is the best advice I can give you from my sixteen (almost seventeen) years of experience:I find it best to only expect certain things out of life - one being that everyone will treat you the best they know how if you are nice to them. If they repeatedly don’t treat you nicely, and you find it unfounded, they haven’t been taught well enough how to be nice, and you should do your best to teach by example.Expect that you won’t always get recognized for good deeds, but they will change lives anyway.Listen. Most people don’t have anyone to talk to who won’t judge them. Be the person they need. Remember, though - that’s only in terms of being a listener. Don’t let people change you.Forgive everyone everything, no matter how big, but be aware that such a thing might happen again, and such favors probably won’t be returned.Don’t put/keep yourself in an emotionally damaging relationship just for the sake of being nice. Look out for your own health and safety too. Help that person, but don’t let them hurt you.Love everyone, regardless of what they’ve done or how long you’ve known them. Greet strangers like long lost cousins - someone you have a connection to who you’ve waited all your life to meet. Each person you meet, every interaction you have - it leaves an impact on you, and it’ll leave one on them too. Make it a good one.Listen to “Sparrow” by Simon & Garfunkel. Don’t be the tree, the swan, or the golden wheat. Always be willing to help someone the best you can. Maybe things will seem bad, but even someone who has nothing can open a door, and someone without legs can give a compliment. You may feel unappreciated at the time, but always remember that every little thing you do will change the world. It’s up to you whether it’s for the worse or for the better.Many people have told me that my behavior towards them inspired them, or made their days worth living. Remember to treat everyone equally the same, and to take out your anger through a journal, painting, or music, or something like that, not at those who love you. Every word spoken in anger will add to that person’s insecurities in the future.I am in no way perfect. I have made mistakes, and had outbursts of anger. I’ve hurt people, and said mean things. Everyone has.The most important thing to remember is to forgive yourself. This is the hardest to do, and the reason so many people follow Christianity. Everyone needs forgiveness. Accept that the past is the past, and can’t be changed. You’ve made your mistakes already - now spend the rest of your life trying not to make them again, learning from them, and making up for them by making the world a better place.This might be in question so: I am not a Christian, but I’m not any other religion. I’m not Atheist either. I am me. I believe what I feel to be right, because that’s what my conscience tells me is right. This sounds right to me. I don’t subscribe to any book of rules, because I cannot hope to ever know all of them by heart, and I will not claim to follow that which I do not know or necessarily believe. There isn’t a quote to guide every moment of my life, anyhow. If you disagree, I respect your right to have an opinion. I simply ask that you afford me the same courtesy, and consider what I have said above.