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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."

NS holiday 17th - 20th July

I kept a diary during NS, and i wrote in it every single day. So rest assured, i'll be posting them bit by bit when i finished my services in Kg. Baru Camp in September. This 4-day holiday isn't much when you consider it took our bus 5 hours to get us back from Manjung, Perak to Klang, Selangor on the 17th, and it's gonna take more than that to get us back to camp on the 20th.

So yesterday, i was woken up at 5.30 am by the usual "Wira dan wirawati bangun, bangun, bangun". I hit the pillows and continue to sleep till 6.10 am or so while my muslim dormmates climb out of bed to bersuci and line up in front of JLB to go for their Fajr prayers.

"Wira dan wirawati yang akan menaiki bas ke Selangor dan Ipoh dikehendaki beratur di padang kawad dalam satu kosong minit lagi." was heard at 7.05 am, at which 3 of my fellow dormmates and i dragged our bags out of our dorms while hugging, kissing each other on the face, and wishing goodbyes. Before having our bags checked (to make sure we're not bringing any celorengs--the army-striped uniforms home), we had another hugging, kissing, goodbye-ing session with most of the girls, and plain waving goodbyes to some of the guys.

After that, off we go on the bus which brought us to Manjung, Lumut bus station. Everyone was extremely cheerful on the bus, due to the fact that it's been more than a month since we've seen home. I don't really know how to describe how great i felt looking out the window while listening to the guys singing this song:



I'm not sure why, but the guys from our camp are crazy about this song.

Those leaving for Ipoh, their bus took off before 8.30 am. The rest of us going back to Selangor waited at the station with Cikgu Wahab and Cikgu Yus accompanying us. Some guys went to the back to have a smoke...

Even though the time on the ticket says 9.15 am, our bus arrived at around 9.45 am. It stopped twice on the way to Klang, once at a Petronas petrol station, and once at a small bus stop off the highway at Slim River. About 5 Ethiopians who are here on vacation got onto the bus for a short distance, and i chatted with one of them a little ^^ On the bus, it was all jokes and chatters amongst guys and gals... Good times.

We reached Klang bus station a little after 3.oo pm. Bought tickets to go back, RM19 each. Cheap, considering the alternative is driving, and that's gonna cost a bomb with the fuel prices up and the toll fees and all. We'll be meeting back there on Sunday afternoon.

Dad came to pick me up. And we went straight to Da Fei for their famous mee huen kueh. Best real human food i've had since i went to NS.

I feel like i'm in heaven right now. Doing the things i wanna do while listening to music on the laptop. That's not much, i know. But it's a lot considering i've been imprisoned in a small camp for more than a month. It's not the chores that makes me wanna leave camp, it's the lack of freedom. So, ciao for now :)

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