today, or rather, yesterday, i renewed my hatred for polishing boots.
spent almost 3 hours on them n THEY STILL REFUSED TO SHINE!!!! argh.
it's the LAST TIME i'm ever picking up the kiwi. ok. maybe not.. maybe i'll try again some day..
but.... sigh. overwhelmed by failure. can someone guide me step by step how to make a pair of boots shiny????

pleeeeeeeaseeeee???????????

anw, was thinking bout NPCC. and how it has affected me.
was spring cleaning just now when i chanced upon my uniform. first class drill badge, almost full 2 rows of collectible badges(only life saving is missing), police knowledge, erm..... oh. the rank. but none of that seems to matter now!!!!!!

then again... there are the bittersweet memories of camp; flooded tents and big fat ants, maggi mee n curry chicken, the friendship that formed, the camaraderie.. the radiant faces around the camp fire. i love camp fires =>

ok.. so to a certain extent, i DO miss npcc.
sigh..
those were the days........


on the topic of memories..
Y are all memories bittersweet??
i have never met a person who left me only sweet memories. there are always the bitter bits.. i guess it's the bitter part of it that makes the sweet parts sweet.. ya get my drift??
but then..... sometimes, when something is too bitter, it drowns out the sweet moments.




the weekend is almost over. boys gonna disappear again. i hate this.. sigh.
anw, it's time for serious shopping. (tho i have no money!!!!!!) =>

xinyu!!! sheryl!!!! let's go SHOPPING!!!!!!!
-grin-