I know I said I would not blog anymore about national service. But pity the amount of photos that I have lying around, so I decided to upload it. While uploading it, I decided that I might as well continue with the final 11 national service diary entries.. but that’ll have to wait till I’m back in Kedah. As for now, just enjoy the remaining photographs that I have to share.
This is how I blogged everynight back in National Service. The torchlight was my only source of light while the entire dorm is asleep. Sometimes Farah, who sleeps next to me would peer over and learn some English.
One of the fine days after a march rehearsal when we were taken for a field trip to Wetlands in Putrajaya.
l-r: me, josephine, tuan jaiz, yee ling, angel.
l-r: Naj, Me, Jan Sen
top l-r: Kim Seng, Ah Dong
bottom l-r: Angel, Me, Zaf, Man, Botak
Back in National Service, I wasn’t worried if I got dirty. I don’t know why.
The guy in the middle is our ‘penghulu’. He is our leader.
Me and Sook Yee camwhoring around.
I think the guy on the left won the best national service trainee of Kem Templer. I read it in the papers awhile ago.
How a typical lunch was served. But this was much more fun! It was a picnic!
back l-r: Me, Loon, Wei Kiat
front l-r: Josephine, Yee Ling, Angel and Danial.
For the march, we had to make sure that our boots were fucking clean. Like sparkling.
Do you know that polishing boots encourages you to become compulsive obsessive?
After a march rehearsal in Putrajaya.
A nice shot of our trainers.
One of the last few nights of NS: At the burger stall.
Marching was tedious. At 3pm, we were all so damn tired.
Before I left, my company mates called the other trainees to come hang out at the burger stall.
Our residential cat, Kuching KN. KN stands for Khidmat Negara. It has a girlfriend somewhere. It used to paw at you if you did not give it your ikan keembung.
Cikgu Rahman and myself. He was the guy who could ensure that dicipline was top notch at our camp!
Farah and I. Damn, I really miss this girl the most. She was so innocent and so simple and we could click so well! We’d bitch together everynight before we fall asleep and we’d do night duty together and bitch somemore. She’s one of the girls whom I’m still keeping in contact with.
l-r: Angel, Amy, Me, oh man I can’t remember their names.
Nobody understood why the hell would I want to snap a photo of the many flags. Little did they know that I am a hardcore blogger.
“Satu hasrat, satu semangat, satu tekad!!” (One wish, one spirit, one determination!)
After the march, we hung around the monstrosities which were the huge ass Putrajaya government buildings and went trigger happy as it was my last day there.
Oh! By the way, this was my locker. 🙂 Such fond memories.
The Charlie girls came over to “ta chiu fu”(beat banana ash – haha, kidding, it means come to say hello in cantonese).
l-r: Vinci, Me, Amanda, Suki
That’ll be Siti! We were playing this game during Kenegaraan classes. It required their team members to be blind folded and they have to listen to their leader’s instructions and make their way back to the classroom without falling into the drains. 🙂
Then we have obstacles called the Penghalangs. They would have to distract the team members and throw them off course.
The moral of the game is that “a country must be united and not let foreign powers distract and sway them away”.
There is progress..!
Obviously girls only can touch girls, boys must go play elsewhere.
A typical scenario in Kenegaraan class….ZzZzzZz.
My Kenegaraan classmates. We don’t follow our companies, we are reshuffled.
Thought I’d show you how a typical morning for us looks like. We have to gather at the assembly field before sunrise. These boys were late which is why they were running. Usually they would have to march in.
Our ever problematic Dobiman who wondered about my intentions for asking to have a photo with him. He thought I had other “intentions”. Sheesh.
A handful of the chinese girls from camp who put together their snacks and gave it to me in a huge bag! You can see me holding that big bag of snacks. Until this day, I have yet to finish eating everything inside it. 🙂
The chinese boys from my company. They came to hang out with me last time before I left the next day.
Sook Yee and I all ready for the big march!
Angel and I in the dorm.
l-r: Cha Hui, Me, Hui Ying.
Ah Ling and I found some soldiers on Merdeka Day and got so excited and managed to take a photo with them. I asked them if they can pose with their guns, like hold it up, but they say cannot. HAiH.
More of my company mates.
All the girls in my camp.
The entire camp!
l-r: Pui Mun, Me, Yung Yung.
Anaathi’s the one sitting on my right. I miss her. She and her thick indian accent which makes me laugh all the time.
back l-r: Aiz, Aliff, Man
front l-r: Danial, Me, Donut
Before I left, I was called on stage to give a goodbye speech and all that. I decided to ask the four companies to have a photo with me. This is a photo with the Bravo company.
and of course, Delta!!!
Jan Sen and Naj told me that Alpha won the best company when National Service ended. Sigh. Wonder if I would’ve made a difference if I was there? Hahahaha.
Our very own entertainer Si Fu came up to sing some songs we learnt in camp as a goodbye present to me. I was taking photographs of the entire camp while he sang next to me. Haha. He could only sing the chorus and would mumble the rest.
Teha was pissed that I was leaving her. You can see how messy my space was. But I was sad and happy that I was leaving.
All in all it was a damn good experience. Just go if you ever have the chance to. If you can survive the Malaysian education system, National Service is no different lah.
Here’re somemore photos from theprevious post.