I have not the slightest idea why I've decided to blog about being a guide, maybe its just an attempt to inject abit of life to my otherwise stagnant blog. Or, maybe not.

Yeah, so I was a guide. Girl Guide. I've not regretted being one (cliche cliche but so true). The pretty lil' blue uniform, the many friends, there's just no reason why I should ever regret being a guide. Oh and not to forget, the many campfires. Then again, I can't really remember how many campfires I had attended, not many, I guess. SMSS, ACSI, RV,RI, I'm not really sure if there's somemore, but heck, I'm pretty sure I didn't attend alot. Maybe, a tinge of regret here. Oh wells.

But I could have tried a little harder at being a better guide. Hmm, whats better? I dun noe too, I was active and all, but somehow I just lacked something. Maybe I just didn't know enough.

When I tell pple I wasn't a very "good" guide, everyone just goes " HUH u're kidding! How can!?President Guide leh!"
(have I ever mentioned I was a President Guide? haha no I'm not boasting or what shit. Just letting out a fact).


Yes I'm (was) a President Guide, but I'm not even a YA now. Man, the thought of it just sucks pls. But then again, I feel that I dun noe enough to be one.
Hmm its hard to believe that I was a President guide, and I wouldn't blame anyone for not believing, for pple usually go " HUH!? Really ah!?". See my pt? Hmm maybe thats why I feel that I was not a very " good" guide.

I was just lucky to be conferred the PGA title, like seriously. She deserved it much more than me.Really. And it felt so much like crap when I found out I got it instead of her. And no, if u have to know,we didn't fall out because of this. I've got an angel of a friend. The process and training we had to endure to get PGA was crazy and trying, yet it only served to bring us closer. So for that, I'm really thankful. (yes cliche too).

To cut a long story short, I enjoyed being a guide. And if I were a guy, I'd be a scout. I'm not joking.

Ummm, can I just say again that I'm (was) a President Guide? haha. Just let me bask in that bit of glory la. But a title, is really just a title.




I'll have no sunnyside up from u.

Maybe I should try not to be such a couch potato.
It is bad.

Oh and I've promised Eileen I'd sew her pants for her lil bears, Lil Sam and Lil Eileen (how um.. typical of her).
But here is a girl who got her Mum to do her sewing projects for Art during her Primary school days.
Not to mention, she still hardly touches needles and threads now.

The underline?: I suck at sewing.Big time.

I shouldn't have made that promise.


HOW?!

It hurt to ignore you, to not acknowledge your presence. It sucked even more to walk away from u, despite u standing alone at that corner. She just couldn't face u. She really couldn't look right into ur eyes.

And yes, its her fault. No one's saying its not her fault, and she knows it. She screwed up big time, and she feels like crap now. And she shall ATTEMPT to make up for it. Maybe when the cows come home.