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Sunday, 29 March 2009 @ 14:22
Fall apart.

Hello.

I'm still feeling pretty down about the NPAP thing. I think people might be confused about whether it's NPAP or NPDP. I am too. In TKGS, the seniors call it NPDP, which stands for National Police Day Parade or something. At the Home Team Academy, they call it NPAP, National Police Annual Parade. I'm not sure which one it is, but I guess I'll call it NPAP since the HQ calls it that.

This week is the Preview week and we'll have to come in full uniform. The past trainings we've been marching in half uniform, which is basically the full uni without the shirt. Not that we go in our bras lah. We use our PT shirts, which make us sound like we are tortured souls. No pain no gain, no guts no glory. Wah. Other schools have stuff about being resolute and united and all that and we have...

Anyway, my throat still hurts but now my nose is runny too. My limbs are aching also but at least there's no headache. I don't want to miss school tomorrow, so I'm skipping my religious class to rest for a day.

I realise that I am actually good at stalking people on the net. It's a creepy talent and I don't know how I got it, but yeah, I somehow manage to find blogs or profiles belonging to people I have barely talked to. I owe Google big time.

Today I shall be resting, using a lot of tissue, hopefully sleeping and most probably feeling sad. My old friends have been contacting me quite a bit lately and I realise I really miss them. Hope to see them sometime soon.

Bye.