Let me share with you my National Service journey i had for the last 2 and half weeks in Kem Puncak Permai, Bau. It is gonna be a hell long of a post coz i have so much to share, but its up to you whether you want to read them or not. Pardon my English coz i havent spoken much English over the past 2 and a half weeks, needless to say write any English. Well, lets start with the people there. I love the people there. You know, its really an eye opener to be in that camp. Before this, i have always underestimate people and also think how unfortunate i am in certain things in life. But then, when i stepped into the camp, i began to see the other side of the world i have never seen before. In the camp, i can say i am the only one who is still a student, pursuing my studies. The rest are working as hairdressers, factory workers, babysitters, working in shops and bookstores and much more. Some are just planting grapes at their kampung, some are just fooling around. And to my utmost surprise, some are married with children. I MEAN AT 18 YEARS OLD? yea... that is life for them. They dont speak any English at all, mostly BM and local Malay language, speak Hakka and Mandarin and yea... thats it... oh wait, dont forget Tamil. HAHA... thats why it was a torture for me when i first went there, people all spoke BM to me, and being a Malaysian, i know my BM sorta sucks badly coz i havent put the language to good use for almost 2 years. People thought i was Chinese (dang!~~~) they didnt know i wasnt until the trainers called out my full name. Was really famous back in camp. Coz my name is either Amber, Member or Hamper. HAHA... but what is really cute is... LOVE LETTERS... omg... i got a hard time laughing whenever i receive those letters back in camp. Coz heck i dont really understand what are they writing, and also some wrote in Mandarin. And knowingly my Mandarin is not that good, i tried it hard to fathom what they were saying so i asked help from my Chinese friends. After reading them, i tore them into pieces because if got caught by them, we have to get married to whoever who wrote the letter. LIKE WTF RIGHT? So yea, i just read and do not reply to a single one. Told white lies that i didnt understand the content of the letter. Dang, so many of them. Received lots i can say. Dont know why. People think im cute and what la... some told me i was special and unique, and different from the rest of the girls. Why to that statement... i dont know... zzz... annoying can... everytime, we had to walk pass the guys to wash our dishes, and that is where they will wolf whistle and call me all the time. Zzzz... in camp... let me see... i was one of those who had many admirers. The other girl is Ah Ling, from Serian. Haha... she is damn pretty la wei. I got her picture in my phone but i wont put it up just yet. So yea... what is really funny, out of a table of 26 people, 12 of them liked me and asked me to be friends with them and wrote letters. Overall, about 30+ got a liking into me, always find me to talk and such... oh wells, friends only can... i wont accept anything more than that. Some even call me sayang... like wtf man... but dont care la... its nothing. I miss my bunch of friends la. I can name all of them. I miss Syamatha, Rika, Tini, Ah Ing, Sharon, P-za, Line, Rita, Mala, Keynah, Lina, Lisa, Roselind, Becca, Beth, Vani, Aisyah, Ah Ling, Peggy, Michelle, Claudia, Ju, Tina, Ann, Jennifer, Vivien, Aishah, Ah Mei, Ah Ping, Ah Bin, Ah Jie, Ah Keet, Ah Lun, Ah Wei, Pop pop, Jack, Wan, Neo, Gladys, Anis, Mizi, Ramadhan, Pendekar Penyu, Ah Nan, Wen Ted, Sylvia, and many many more. Miss all of them la. They were my dorm mates, friends in class with me, and also other company members who i have known of through friends. I love them to bits. Even though i have only known them for like 2 weeks plus, but then, our bond of friendship is as strong as a rock. I mean i know it is too early to say that, but then we went through hard times together during these few weeks. We suffer together, experience joy together and our togetherness during times of fear really brought us together like a family. We even refer to our trainers as Mummy and big sisters. We all love and live together like a unit. I love it like that. I love the times when we get punished together for the things one did, but we all received the punishment. Heck we didnt even blame each other on any faults we have done. We just did everything together. That is when we find marching to be fun, doing exercises to be exciting and finding classes to be less boring but more fun. There was a time when we all got punished for not remembering the trainers name. One trainer's name we cant remember, everyone need to do 10 sit-ups. So overall, we were punished to do 120+ sit ups. The next day, 2 reported sick with stomach cramps. HAHAHAHA... damn funny can. When i was in camp, i pulled my muscle till i can use my left leg properly, diarrhea, and rashes (they thought i had Rubella) AHAH... i left camp on the 2nd of July, such a wonderful day can. It was a holiday for us, coz we had a bout of Rubella in camp, so everyone had a Rubella injection, including the guys. They didnt want to get it actually, but the nurses say if they didnt get the injection, they will be MANDUL or impotent. HAHA... so everyone went for the jab. Some cried la... HAHA... Lucky i didnt cry... duh... lol... and we get our handphones back also to inform our parents about the bout. So yea, so many handphones a week. so fun la... But sucky stuff was, i spent like 20 bucks in 2 days on handphone coz so many messages to reply. Fuck la... but it is entertaining la. HAHA... I love the character building classes where we really shown our true self and not the image that we created of ourselves for others to see. We were true and sincere coz the activities pushed us to reveal our true selfs. I cried like a few times in camp coz some were really touching, especially during one activity where the teacher asked us to stare in each other's eyes and ponder on what are we going to say when it is the last time we are gonna see each other. Tears welled in my eyes coz i know im leaving soon, and i did cry and sob coz i know i will be missing my bunch of friends. Pop pop tried calming me down and gave me lots of tissue to dab my tears. Even Jack was a bit speechless when he knew im leaving. That guy liked me a lot.. He is very good in arts, and he draws well. He kept drawing me in his notebook during class. And yes, the picture was nice, but he wont let me have it, he wants it for himself. BUH... SELFISH.... HUH... sebagai kenangan bah... thats what he say. What to do, i had to give up. I love the friends i made back in camp. We sticked together like glue and paper. When i say we went through harsh times together, i wasnt lying. Last week, someone in my dorm got possessed by spirits. And then, its like chain reaction, overall, 4 people got it. It was really scary to see it all happen, the kicking and the screaming and the behaviour. I was frightened to bits but what can i do? I just prayed every night for a good night sleep. Was really eerie you know, but then regardless of whatever religion we are, we all prayed and sticked together throughout the whole process. That is why i came out early, i couldnt endure any more of this. I really am gonna go back there to visit my buddies when im free over the weekends. I miss them a lot. What else to share hor? Oh ya, the cleanliness. Our beds must be made everyday, something i cannot do because my room is like a rubbish bin, but at the camp, its like army style, i need to make my bed, arrange my locker and shoes and dust and straightened the sheets every morning. I never ironed my shirt nor sparkle my shoes la. Waste of time only. LOL. Many things i have learnt, one is taking bath with sarong. HAHA... i can never get my sarong to be dry after a shower. The others can. LOL... damn hard la wei. No exposure to it before ma. Hehe. Oh ya, i learnt a little bit of Tamil and Bidayuh when i was in there. Fun man! Oh ya, and we learnt to sing the National Service song. Dammit, i can still remember it well. Still humming at times la. One thing i am still accustomed to until now is, i keep sleeping about 10 something at night and wake up at 4.30 am. Dang, body clock already changed. Gugugugu... haiz... i need more sleep can... my eyes are black now... whole face black la. Other parts still normal. Then then, i grew thinner, my cheeks were gaunt, and then... got muscles... zzzz... my mum wanna feed me fat with protein now. WTF LA... sad... haha... i learnt many Malay songs when i was there. Usually i dont give a hoot to listen to any of those local songs, but being with those bunch of hooligans, now i know local songs aint bad at all. Kinda love a few. There are many things i would still like to share with you people, but i cant seem to put them into words. Will do when i finally type it down. My eyes now are closing coz its sleeping time if im in camp. GAH... lol... tata for now...
