National Service Part 3

So this is the finale of my dreadful National Services experience, the last time i left off i mentioned that i was in the program for only 2 days and 2 night thankfully.

Here's the funny thing, as i mentioned previously that all candidates are supposed to do a check up first weeks before saying goodbye to cruel world, but being living in Malaysia..things don't always go according to plan even when suppose to. That day when we went for check up there was supposed to be doctor, but there wasn't..on the same day the letter written that we're supposed to go to this place and meet doctors is also the same day where there's no doctor..can the government be more fucked up?

So anyway, snap back to the camp site, on the 2nd day some of the commander put a few of us into a van and bring to see a doctor..again. Inside there i finally met a doctor as planned before and to my surprise the doctor said some magic words to my ear and turn the whole thing upside down. According to her, candidate with asthma attack are not qualified to participate in this program..i stay calm and cool and steady on the outside acting like i don't understand what she's saying but inside..i was jumping all around.

14 years ago when i went under the knife, having stay nearly a year of my life in the hospital because of some kidney problem and asthma attack has finally come in handy. As the doctor was speaking, my mind went blank and all i can think about is the fact that I'm going home while them suckers continue to stay there at that hell hole with ghosts and cemetery and flies food and everything. I didn't even give the doctor my opinion, i just acted like if she says so then she says so..shut up and full stop.

Basically there's how it all went down, after 2 days there with head shaved, I'm going home.. It's probably hard for some people to believe that i was literally that lucky, i won't missed much of that place since i never like the idea of leaving home and doing all the training just because they think we'll be prepared if Melaka got itself into a war with another country..hell..i'll run off first clown face.

Days before i got up that NS bus i thought to myself on how much life i would be missing, i'll be missing on some media entertainment like movies, song and games..or my own room, nice good food and so many other more things to do besides fighting flies in the morning and mosquitoes at night, i even quit my job just because of this nonsense and i resume back to work the day after i was released. Sounds like prison..

A lot of people find it hard to believe that someone who was into in NS for 2 days have more story to tell than those who spend 3 month trying to type in their first paragraph. i gueesed i'm just me. The End.

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