It was back in July last year, the tuition class was noisy and rowdy, but not the usual kind of noisy and rowdy. From outside the class, you can hear things from ‘THANK GOD’ to things like ‘WHY ME’. That day is the day the list of National Service participants came out. We were all checking whether we were enlisted or not through text messages. When they finally reply my messages, “Tahniah, anda telah dipilih untuk……”. My friends are all looking at me smiling and laughing, but not me. It’s not that I was sad or afraid, it’s just that I’m not sure how I should feel about it. I mean, some people said it’s the best time of their lives, but some said it was totally horrible. So, I really don’t know I should be happy or sad for this.
Nonetheless, 6 months pass by in an instance, and next thing I know, I’m already at the National Service Camp, Camp Paya Indah. The first day, or rather, the first week, was totally a nightmare for me. I miss my home, I miss my parents, I miss my siblings, I miss my friends, I miss my own clean bathroom, I just hated life there and I was so jealous of those who can go home earlier because they have a medical condition. Eventually, a month passed by, and by then I already made a lot of friends there, and had already gotten use to the life there. Along the way, quite a number of people also left earlier due to their studies. It was really sad parting with them and I realize I only had one more month to cherish the time with my friends over there.
And in a blink of an eye, It was our turn to say goodbye. That is truly one of the hardest thing I ever did in my life. All of us cried, wishes each other well, and promise we would meet up at least twice a year. Now I finally know, when the people who previously been to National Service said it was fun, it’s not because of having the chance to fire shots from M16, it’s not because we can learn to be