I've Been Nationally Serviced

Gahh hahahaha that sounds so wrong!!

But yeah, just came back from National Service about a week ago. The second batch will be leaving tomorrow and here I am missing the anticipation I felt the day I had to leave for camp.

I won't go into details about everything, but one things for sure NS is one experience I shall never forget. It wasn't a bed of roses but it wasn't a settee' of thorns either. Bittersweet with a tinge of lemon and a bucket of cheesy wedges would come close as an expression about the whole experience.

Frankly, I hated it at first. Who wouldnt? Didn't know anyone. Wasn't interested in knowing anyone. Teachers were..well, teachers. We hate them for no reason. Just the thought of spending an entire 2 months there felt like fresh hell. I hated the dorm, the walkways, the eating hall, the bloody man made pond and those damn ducks.

But just as I got to know people, been to classes, did several activities all the fun started to kick in. I was tired but I told myself that 359 others are tired too and that instantly made me feel a lot better. I met a lot of interesting people. Some of them nice, weird and a couple of fries short of a happy meal.

Had crushes too and I think that made it a whole lot more interesting. We were like kids in a mall with no parents and lots of candies. Hyper would be an understatement.

Downside though, there were a lot of fights. Between races between states. Huge egos were a huge problem. Guys who think they're all that. Guys who think they know everything. So I decided to give one of them a piece of my mind. I didn't say anything much but I gave him a brief intro on gay sex and the fact that I found it strangely beautiful. Scared the living shit out of him.

Ahh good times.

But at the end of the day, everything turned out good. Those guys were crying buckets. Everyone didn't want to leave. It was sad, but it had to happen. I will cherish NS, thats for sure.

Ok ok, I know you guys must be wondering "Where's the laughing at Sheila parts?" Since I'm nice, I'll give you a story to laugh about.

[A story to laugh about]

So there's this boy. His name is Danny. We met during Character Building class Module 2. He was in the same group as I was and we sort of became friends. He's really friendly, really nice, witty, sarcastic and well okay, the guy's hot. After CB class ended, I saw him less and less. We rarely talked but when we do its just...magic. So anyway, towards the end we started seeing a lot of each other.

One night, right after some night speech he came up to me and was like 'Can I have your number?"

Oh goody, he's making a move on me.

Then like, the night before we were leaving he was like "Can I have a picture with you? For memories."

Ok, the guy is seriously in love with me. [These are the times where I need my bff's to slap me across the face and tell me to SNAP OUT OF IT!!]

Then the next morning when all of us Selangor-ians were about to board our buses, we talked a bit more. He's from Perak so his bus was due to leave a little later. So, we chose a spot and thats when he told me how he felt.

"Sheila, I really really think of you as my sister."

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