My NS Days

Day 8: Medic's Incompetence Saturday, June 21, 2008 |

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We did KKJ (Kontrak Kita Janji) today. No need to line-up and take strength at 6.30 am, so most of us slept through breakfast ^^

Accompanied a friend to the medic. We had to wait for 20 minutes or so outside of the medic room because the medical personnel on duty is a man and he had to call for a female teacher to be in the room with my friend during diagnosis. So while we wait for him to make the call and for a female teacher to arrive, i watched my friend writhe in agony (She was having a very bad stomach ache). Tick tock tick tock.

No wonder people die in camps.

Medik 24 jam kononnya. What's the use of that when they can't even handle one patient with a certain amount of efficiency in broad daylight?

By the way, this is not the first time. I've accompanied friends to the medic numerous times and every single time we had to wait outside for at least 20~25 minutes until they're looked at. That's "at least".

Labels: day 8, friends, kkj, medic

Day 7.1: Indians Fighting Amongst Themselves Friday, June 20, 2008 |

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Yay! The Muslims are going for their Friday prayers. Which means the rest of us can rest until 3 pm! Usually activity starts at 2.30 pm, we get an extra half-an-hour today, woot!

There's some conflict between some Indians girls. The tension is so great all of us from the girls' dorm are aware of them fighting. Not physically, more like shouting across the dorms at each other in very very loud Tamil. I have no idea what the issue is, but it sure is a big deal for them. I hope they're not quarelling over trivial matters like toilet paper, or wearing other people's slippers etc. You never know, some 18-year-olds are still pretty immature. "Some" might be an understatement, try "most".

And there i thought it's more common to have conflict between different races. But no. They're fighting amongst themselves now lol.

CB Classes are boring as usual. But at least now started some bertegur sapa between the guys and the girls.

I find it ridiculous the way they separate the guys and girls. I understand if it's against their religion for intimacy between unmarried man & women, but hell, i'm not a Muslim, why should i abide by their rules? I mean, it's not even like we're going to get intimate or anything, just chat, have a proper conversation on the same table. But no, they have to have this rule where the guys sit on one side of the dewan makan and the girls are only allowed to sit on the other side, to make sure there's no contact between the 2 separate species?

Labels: character building classes, day 7, friends, indians, racial stuff

Day 6.3: Lovely Dormmates Thursday, June 19, 2008 |

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Got a little too emotional this afternoon. Things always get tough sometimes. Nothing i couldn't handle.

My dormmates are great. There's this one girl who complimented about my figure more than once and told me she thinks i'm pretty (yipee ya ya yipee yipee ya). Damn i'm superficial.

Labels: day 6, friends

Day 6.2: $@%#ing Hate It In Here!!! |

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I would very much like to write that i'm having a wonderful time in camp, feeling happy and all, but then i would be lying.

Well, i'm getting along quite well with my new friends here, it's fun hanging out with them despite the communication gap. And unlike quite a number of my friends who couldn't stand the kawad sessions, i kinda developed a liking towards it, though of course, i would've preferred kawad-ing in a mosquitoes-free environment. Seriously, they attack you like tiny swarm of bees, especially during the early morning 6.30 am line-up. What's worse, we're not supposed to move a muscle when we're dalam barisan, so it's breakfast buffet for them mosquitoes while we suffer through the unbearable itchiness.

I know i know, it's not good to complain. But i'm gonna do it anyway, in writing. It's just not healthy to keep everything pent up inside.

Complain No. 1, i am so not used to the hectic timetable (Which, by the way, we're not even given. I mean, we wouldn't know what's been planned for us or what we're supposed to be doing next until say, when we actually start doing it. I don't like not knowing whatever's going to come next. Is this fear of not being in control? I dunno *sigh*). So, the hectic timetable. Right.

Truth is, i've been constipated for 3 days. Cuz everytime i feel like going, the timing wouldn't be right. Heck, i wouldn't wanna be halfway through doing my business when announcement goes off summoning us to gather in padang kawad in 10, or worse, 5 minutes. So i'll have to pick times where i'm sure i'll have at least like, 15 minutes of free time. Thing is, when i do have the time, i'd rather be writing, or reading, than squatting over the toilet staring at profanity written with marker pen all over the plastic door. Hence, the constipation problem.

Complain No. 2 (Oh, we're only at 2? I feel like i've been rambling for so long already), i feel so goddamn filthy. I've been taking showers under mental pressure, pressure to shower quickly so as to not let my friends wait for me (Yes, we shower together in separate cubicles), or getting left behind. Reducing the number of times going in the shower is not an option, cuz i sweat like hell ALL DAY LONG, even at night. It's a freaking sauna 24/7 here. Perhaps because we're situated right beside the sea? So basically i rush through each shower sessions, mandi kerbau, as the Malay simpulan bahasa goes. Damn.

One last thing. 20% of the time i couldn't get the joke they make in Malay. I feel for some of the Chinese guys who cannot understand slightly-intermediate-level-Malay. During CB classes, they haven't the slightest idea what the teachers want them to do. I noticed the boring expression on their faces, which i totally understand. I myself am doing my best to stay awake during CB classes. Feel damn sleepy even though i went to bed on time and slept like a log the instant i hit the pillow.

Labels: character building classes, day 6, depressed, friends, friendship, mosquitoes, shower, toilets