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"I started this blog for 2 purposes. 1, to chronicle my days and experiences in Malaysia's National Service for my own future references, and at the same time, 2, to provide a personal insight into the life of a National Service trainee for whoever who would care to read."

Day 12.2: Kawad is fun! Plus some non-nudity first time experience

2005


Nope. Didn't get to play. No water fights for me.

Instead, our schedule was for us to kawad in the afternoon.

Kinda like kawad-ing though. Our kawad teacher was da best! He was a tad too nice: rarely yelled at us unlike the other company's teacher, and was the earliest to let us rest. Then when we requested to go somewhere with shade to kawad, he led us a little bit into the palm oil plantation. A much welcomed change in venue compared to some other company who had to kawad under the scalding hot sun.

I didn't have quite as much kawad practice as i would've liked. I'm still having trouble with stopping. On the other hand, i'm glad that, thanks to our good-natured and possibly the most patient teacher in our camp, we were free of push-up punishments. No need to go down and do 20 even if we made mistakes in the marching lines. Takes a lot of pressure out of the kawad practice.

During waktu riadah, fooled around with a bunch of girls, playing the game where we form a circle while the monkey in the middle tries to catch the ball thrown around. That's about it.

Received compliments on my small figure. Never got this before in my entire life. The girls actually told me they like my small frame, more than a couple of times. (glee)

I'm getting accustomed to the dorm lifestyle. You see, the first few days, i only change my clothes in the shower cubicle. Nowadays i change right in front of my locker. Everyone in the dorm and everyone passing by our dorm'll see me in my bra and panties when i'm changing. And i'm not even embarrassed about it at all anymore. Don't remember whether or not i've written about this before. That's how they noticed my figure btw.

At first i only change in the dorm with a towel wrapped around me. That way nobody can see nothing. Then i felt it was too much of a hassle having to keep the towel from slipping and putting on clothes at the same time. So what the heck, we're all girls in here anyway. It's not like i'm baring it all for everyone to see. I still have my undies on. No nudity involved. People strut around public beaches in micro-bikinis all the time and that's perfectly normal.

Not everyone can handle the in-dorm display of exposed skin though, at least not yet. Most still change while wrapped in towels, and a few change facing the wall in lightning speed to reduce exposure time. And i personally know one girl who always come back from the washroom fully clothed. My locker neighbor is the sole unique case of one who takes her own sweet time to make-up and moisturize her body while still in her undies, walking around half-dressed because its cooler without the extra layer on her. Darn hot weather around here, and stuffy in our dorm too.

Forgive me if i'm making a lot of fuss about this non-nudity stuff. Though not exactly conservative, I didn't come from a boarding school and had absolutely zero experience with living together with a bunch of people. Hence, live boob watching in 3D is a first for me. And its only the 12th day into the NS program. I'm sure there's more to come, hehe.

Post-NS note:
Towards the end of NS, i took in a lot more than just mere boob-watching, hehe *evil grin* You wouldn't BELIEVE what sort of crazy shit that goes on in there. And that's just the girls. After much reluctance on the guy's part, I managed to coax my friend into describing what happened in their dorm of 21 guys, and OMG...

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