Hmm, at 3pm, i'll would begin my long journey back to my prison aka NS camp. T^T So, this would be my last words before leaving. Listen carefully and appreciate all of my words. You might not hear from me again. Choi choi! It wasn't as if i'll be dying. LOL. I am just joking. Stay with me. I'll be back!!
Before this post, all i have been blogging about is my complaints about NS. Well, today i will change my course into the positive view. :) NS is not all that bad. If i did not get some kind of allergy reaction there (refer to a post called 4th of February), i would be rather happy to be in NS. If i have the skin which can never grow darker, i would say my blessings to God. All in all, NS isn't as bad as it sounds. Afterall, we eat SIX times a day! (six again).
I must admit that the food isn't all the nice. Then again, what can we expect? We are undergoing NS. We certainly can't expect 5 star classed food.Besides, through my experience in NS, i have learnt to appreciate food. Last time, back at home, i'll never touch an empty bun. I would not eat a simple slice of bread coated in butter and sugar. I will be reluctant to eat strange-looking food. But now, you could almost say that i am a changed person. I eat whatever served to me unless i want to eat plain white rice. Whenever they served bread/bun, i would eat it without complaining. In fact, i sort of like eating bread/bun. My taste buds had changed. I have been eating food that i dislike for more then a month that now i am rather fond of them.
As for our activities, we certainly DON'T march the whole day, 7 days in a week. So far, from the first day i am in NS till now, we have only marched twice. For me, once as i was in MC during the second marching activity. We spend most of our time in class doing typical school stuff. Some of us, me most probably, find the classes boring but some actually have fun in the classes. We were given magic colours with workbooks ! We even have games in class! Each class will have two teachers. The teachers will take turns crapping in front. Who cares! i usually turn a deaf ear and try my very best not to sleep. I would rather stay in class with the fans then to go out in the sun. So, i am fine with the classes.
Then, about the morning excercise. Sure that we have to wake up early and etc but do you know that every morning at 6.15am, we get the golden opportunity to see the stars? Back in my NS camp, we would dragged ourselves to the marching field sleepily. Once we are there, we would lie on our back and admire the stars above. In my entire life, i have never seen such many beautiful and bright starts. We could actually point out the Northen Star and Aquarious! Now, that is an experience of a lifetime. We are also fortunate enough to have a gorgeous scenery around our camp. We have trees and mountains surrounding us. In the morning and evening or after raining, mist can be seen gathering at the mountain top. We also watched the sun rise and set everyday. Besides, exercising is good for health! One might actually grow thinner. :)
Physical activities might be a problem as we are exposed to the hot sun but...there is always a but..the teachers aren't that cruel. Sometimes, they are considerate enough to give us a break in the shade. Some, physical activity are fun. Marching is of course not one of them. Kayak-ing, shooting, flyingfox, running across obstacle course, 'tali rendah', jungle tracking and the art of self defense are some of the fun physical activities. Sometimes, instead of having these activities, we have talks instead. Okay, that might be boring but its the best time to catch up some sleep. :)
The most important thing of all is that we managed to expand our circle of friends in NS. Like me who's terrible in Mandarin, have an okay Cantonese, speaks with a slang of almost perfect Malay and a 99.99% perfection of English have a tiny bit of difficulty in making friends as a majority of the Chinese there speak Mandarin and have a poor command of Cantonese,Malay and English. But, i am proud to say that, the Chinese and a certain others are very friendly. They were patient with my lacked of communication skill. They helped me when i am in need. There are of course still some that are 'not so nice' but the good outweights the bad. I am glad that i was given a chance to know these good people. May God bless them all!
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
15th of February
My last day at home. Tomorrow, i will be going back to my NS camp before 5pm. Sighed. Such saddening news. Then, it might be a long time before i will have any access to internet. Today, i'll be blogging about the pitiful condition of my dorm's toilets/sinks/bathrooms.
Every dorm have their own place of toilets/sinks/bathrooms. In my opinion, the worst is most probably my dorm's. Want to know why? Well, you see, most of these facilities are unusable. Firstly, its the toilets. We have about six toilets. The first and the second are the sitting kind. I don't know about the first as i have never used it. The second's button for flushing is very loose. One will have to press it several times according to your luck just to get it to flush. Hmm, the third toilet is my favourite. Its almost perfect except for the fact that you have to jump to your left before flushing as somehow water will splash out towards the right side (at first, it was fine but somewhere recently, someone broke the toilet). The fourth is jammed from the beginning ( i learnt it the hard way...UGH!! It was a terrible experience) while the fifth and sixth were rumoured to be jammed as well. So, in all my times in NS, i will only use the third toilet.
Next is about the sinks. Again, we have six sinks. The first, second and third sink have leaks either at the tap or at the pipe. Only, the fourth, fifth and sixth are considered perfect except for the fact that the water flows very slow. After that is the bathrooms. we have 6 bathrooms. My camp seemed to like the number 6 a lot. Did you noticed that we have SIX toilets, SIX sinks and SIX bathrooms? We also have SIX designed areas for washing clothes.
Back to the bathrooms, there are three important aspects to evaluate. Number one is about the latch. Number two is about the hook to hang the clothings. Number three is about the water flow. The first bathroom is perfect in most ways but it doesn't have a latch. One can't lock the door in the first bathroom. The second bathroom is the best, my favourite as it has a latch, a place to hang your cloth and a perfect water flow. The third is almost perfect. It has a latch and a place to hang clothes. Well, the problem is that water from the fourth, fifth and sixth bathroom will flow into the third bathroom. In other words, if the last three bathroom are occupied and you are in the third bathroom, you will have to bear with the massive water flow from other 3 bathrooms. Goodness know what is the content of those water. The last three bathrooms have latch and acceptable water flow but they do not have any hooks to hang one's clothes. For me, i'll only use the first and second bathroom. I certainly can't stand having other people's bath water with me or without any hooks to hang my clothes. It would be troublesome. The absence of a latch is acceptable as my dorm had devised an unspoken law which is no one is to open the door of the first bathroom if its close. One can only enter the first bathroom if the door is wide open.
So, that is all for today! Good night and sleep tight!
Every dorm have their own place of toilets/sinks/bathrooms. In my opinion, the worst is most probably my dorm's. Want to know why? Well, you see, most of these facilities are unusable. Firstly, its the toilets. We have about six toilets. The first and the second are the sitting kind. I don't know about the first as i have never used it. The second's button for flushing is very loose. One will have to press it several times according to your luck just to get it to flush. Hmm, the third toilet is my favourite. Its almost perfect except for the fact that you have to jump to your left before flushing as somehow water will splash out towards the right side (at first, it was fine but somewhere recently, someone broke the toilet). The fourth is jammed from the beginning ( i learnt it the hard way...UGH!! It was a terrible experience) while the fifth and sixth were rumoured to be jammed as well. So, in all my times in NS, i will only use the third toilet.
Next is about the sinks. Again, we have six sinks. The first, second and third sink have leaks either at the tap or at the pipe. Only, the fourth, fifth and sixth are considered perfect except for the fact that the water flows very slow. After that is the bathrooms. we have 6 bathrooms. My camp seemed to like the number 6 a lot. Did you noticed that we have SIX toilets, SIX sinks and SIX bathrooms? We also have SIX designed areas for washing clothes.
Back to the bathrooms, there are three important aspects to evaluate. Number one is about the latch. Number two is about the hook to hang the clothings. Number three is about the water flow. The first bathroom is perfect in most ways but it doesn't have a latch. One can't lock the door in the first bathroom. The second bathroom is the best, my favourite as it has a latch, a place to hang your cloth and a perfect water flow. The third is almost perfect. It has a latch and a place to hang clothes. Well, the problem is that water from the fourth, fifth and sixth bathroom will flow into the third bathroom. In other words, if the last three bathroom are occupied and you are in the third bathroom, you will have to bear with the massive water flow from other 3 bathrooms. Goodness know what is the content of those water. The last three bathrooms have latch and acceptable water flow but they do not have any hooks to hang one's clothes. For me, i'll only use the first and second bathroom. I certainly can't stand having other people's bath water with me or without any hooks to hang my clothes. It would be troublesome. The absence of a latch is acceptable as my dorm had devised an unspoken law which is no one is to open the door of the first bathroom if its close. One can only enter the first bathroom if the door is wide open.
So, that is all for today! Good night and sleep tight!
Sunday, February 14, 2010
14th of February
Ohohoho. Its Valentine's Day and its also the first day of the Chinese New Year. Two in one festival mix! :) Anyway, i'll be going on with my NS experience.
The dorm that i am living in is called Alamanda. My dorm is the closest to the public phone, to the entertainment room (there's a TV in it) , nearest to the entrance, with the most number of Chinese / Perak people and the dorm which is currently black-listed.
Being the closest to the public phone, we the Alamandas do not need to queue up for the phone. We will just poke our head out to check up the line. If there is someone there or the queue is too long, we will just go back and rest in the dorm. Despite of being the nearest to the entertainment room, we the Alamandas seldom enter the room. Trainees from other dorm play and make a mess in it. Whenever the irritating entertainment room is in a mess, guess who get the scoldings/ punushments and the cleaning work? Tada! Its none other then the Alamandas. Life is never fair. Just because we are the nearest, it doesn't mean that we are the ones making a mess in it.
Next, being the nearest to the entrance meant that the very first dorm that the teacher will be passing through will be my dorm. Due to this very factor, a certain teacher seemed to be able to find fault with my dorm. First, it was because of the arrangement of slippers. Secondly, its about the corridor light. Then, its about her being suspicious about us the Chinese Alamandas talking bad about the Muslims. After that is about the noise we make in the dorm. Next is about again the Chinese Alamandas being too sexy in the dorm (ahem ahem this is of course not me).
Some of the people in my dorm suspect that the certain teacher dislikes the Chinese and since my dorm got the most Chinese, she always picked on us. Its just that during ALL the times that particular teacher scolded/punished us, the only ones in the dorm is the Chinese. So, its that just a coincidence or what?
About the black-listing, there is a time where the teachers did an inspection of cleaning which all the dorms failed and my dorm was considered the worst. A certain not so nice item used by females for a week once in a month was found stucked in one of the toilets which lead to it being jammed. Well, the thing is that, most of us the Alamandas aren't from Alamanda from the beginning. We are the unfortunate ones kicked out from our former dorm and into this dorm. We often referred ourselves as 'orang yang terbuang'. The annoying dorm teachers are supposed to create a harmony variety of races and states in a dorm. And it seemed that there are too many Perak people. Due to that, most of the Perak people got kicked into Alamanda. Due to this, somehow more then 90% of the people in my dorm are from Perak and we got the most number of Chinese. I do wonder, where is the harmony variety of races and states in my dorm? And from the very first day of us being in Alamanda, that stupid toilet is already jammed and we never used it. Now, we are being marked as the dirtiest dorm. Now, tell me, is this fair?
The dorm that i am living in is called Alamanda. My dorm is the closest to the public phone, to the entertainment room (there's a TV in it) , nearest to the entrance, with the most number of Chinese / Perak people and the dorm which is currently black-listed.
Being the closest to the public phone, we the Alamandas do not need to queue up for the phone. We will just poke our head out to check up the line. If there is someone there or the queue is too long, we will just go back and rest in the dorm. Despite of being the nearest to the entertainment room, we the Alamandas seldom enter the room. Trainees from other dorm play and make a mess in it. Whenever the irritating entertainment room is in a mess, guess who get the scoldings/ punushments and the cleaning work? Tada! Its none other then the Alamandas. Life is never fair. Just because we are the nearest, it doesn't mean that we are the ones making a mess in it.
Next, being the nearest to the entrance meant that the very first dorm that the teacher will be passing through will be my dorm. Due to this very factor, a certain teacher seemed to be able to find fault with my dorm. First, it was because of the arrangement of slippers. Secondly, its about the corridor light. Then, its about her being suspicious about us the Chinese Alamandas talking bad about the Muslims. After that is about the noise we make in the dorm. Next is about again the Chinese Alamandas being too sexy in the dorm (ahem ahem this is of course not me).
Some of the people in my dorm suspect that the certain teacher dislikes the Chinese and since my dorm got the most Chinese, she always picked on us. Its just that during ALL the times that particular teacher scolded/punished us, the only ones in the dorm is the Chinese. So, its that just a coincidence or what?
About the black-listing, there is a time where the teachers did an inspection of cleaning which all the dorms failed and my dorm was considered the worst. A certain not so nice item used by females for a week once in a month was found stucked in one of the toilets which lead to it being jammed. Well, the thing is that, most of us the Alamandas aren't from Alamanda from the beginning. We are the unfortunate ones kicked out from our former dorm and into this dorm. We often referred ourselves as 'orang yang terbuang'. The annoying dorm teachers are supposed to create a harmony variety of races and states in a dorm. And it seemed that there are too many Perak people. Due to that, most of the Perak people got kicked into Alamanda. Due to this, somehow more then 90% of the people in my dorm are from Perak and we got the most number of Chinese. I do wonder, where is the harmony variety of races and states in my dorm? And from the very first day of us being in Alamanda, that stupid toilet is already jammed and we never used it. Now, we are being marked as the dirtiest dorm. Now, tell me, is this fair?
13th of February
The daily routine of an NS trainee is rather boring and irritating actually. Firstly, we started our day with good-old PT which meant morning exercise. The Muslim will go for their solat at 5.45am while the non-Muslims are to report for duty at the marching field by 6.15am. Most of the non do not bathe in during that time but i am the exceptional. I will wake up either earlier then the Muslims or at 5.45am to bathe before going for PT.
PT is a must for the weekdays. The weekends are our day of rest. For every morning during the weekdays, we do stretching, jogging and exercise except Thursdays where we will be doing aerobics. At 7.30am, breakfast will be given. For breakfast, we either have fried kuey tau/bihun/mee or nasi lemak or soto or kuey tau soup. Then, a miserable amount of time will be given to us to clean the dorm/toilet and to change clothing for the motivating classes. For every Monday, i will have to clean/wash the toilet
All trainees must report themselves by 'kompany' before 8.20am. The classes began at 9.00am. 4o minutes will be wasted with the trainees being bored to death by the teachers who either give us a lecture or more scoldings. At, 10.30am, we have a short break for our morning tea and the classes continued till 12.30am where we will be eating our lunch. After that, we have till 2.15pm to mind our own business. i usually take that time to bathe, phone my parents, wash clothes and to sleep. At 2.15pm, we will once more report our presence and at 2.30pm physical activities like marching, kayak, obstacle course, the arts of self defense, jungle tracking and etc will be held. Sometimes, if we are lucky, we get some talks.
This will go on till 4.30pm where we will be having our tea. Then, we have to change clothes to 'baju PT' for some 'riadah' from 5.30pm to 6.30 pm. One can either play badminton/football/volleyball/netball or jog or skip with a skipping rope or play with boardgames during 'riadah'. Some people, spend their time chatting. We will have our dinner at 6.30pm. After dinner till 8.45pm is our free period. Once again, i'll be bathing, calling my parents, cleaning the dorm and perhaps sleep if i have the time. At 9.00pm, we either have some stupid video classes or speeches or they just waste our time in the hall till 10.30pm where we will be eating our supper. After that, orders will be given to us about the time that the lights should be turned off. Its usually 11.30pm. They give us about 30 minutes to prepare ourselves for bed.
If we were to involve in any sort of performance, we will be excused from morning excercise, the classes and night activities sometimes 'riadah' too as during that time, they would be practising whatever that they are performing. The performers will sleep at about 12.30pm and wake up before 7.30am for breakfast.
PT is a must for the weekdays. The weekends are our day of rest. For every morning during the weekdays, we do stretching, jogging and exercise except Thursdays where we will be doing aerobics. At 7.30am, breakfast will be given. For breakfast, we either have fried kuey tau/bihun/mee or nasi lemak or soto or kuey tau soup. Then, a miserable amount of time will be given to us to clean the dorm/toilet and to change clothing for the motivating classes. For every Monday, i will have to clean/wash the toilet
All trainees must report themselves by 'kompany' before 8.20am. The classes began at 9.00am. 4o minutes will be wasted with the trainees being bored to death by the teachers who either give us a lecture or more scoldings. At, 10.30am, we have a short break for our morning tea and the classes continued till 12.30am where we will be eating our lunch. After that, we have till 2.15pm to mind our own business. i usually take that time to bathe, phone my parents, wash clothes and to sleep. At 2.15pm, we will once more report our presence and at 2.30pm physical activities like marching, kayak, obstacle course, the arts of self defense, jungle tracking and etc will be held. Sometimes, if we are lucky, we get some talks.
This will go on till 4.30pm where we will be having our tea. Then, we have to change clothes to 'baju PT' for some 'riadah' from 5.30pm to 6.30 pm. One can either play badminton/football/volleyball/netball or jog or skip with a skipping rope or play with boardgames during 'riadah'. Some people, spend their time chatting. We will have our dinner at 6.30pm. After dinner till 8.45pm is our free period. Once again, i'll be bathing, calling my parents, cleaning the dorm and perhaps sleep if i have the time. At 9.00pm, we either have some stupid video classes or speeches or they just waste our time in the hall till 10.30pm where we will be eating our supper. After that, orders will be given to us about the time that the lights should be turned off. Its usually 11.30pm. They give us about 30 minutes to prepare ourselves for bed.
If we were to involve in any sort of performance, we will be excused from morning excercise, the classes and night activities sometimes 'riadah' too as during that time, they would be practising whatever that they are performing. The performers will sleep at about 12.30pm and wake up before 7.30am for breakfast.
Friday, February 12, 2010
12th of February
Muahahahaha!!!! I am back from NS for the CNY holidays!!! I have been waiting for this moment for a very long time. I supposed you would want to hear about my lovely NS adventures. So, let's not waste any time and i shall start now. :)
NS also known as National Service is a program created by our extremely-clever-government. For some of us, NS is also called 'an ass'. In NS, we were given 3 sets of clothings, two of each type. Firstly, we have some sportswear which is called as 'baju PT'. Next, we have some classwear (some say its the best-looking uniform but for me, it looks horrible) known as 'baju kelas'. Last but not least, we have our very own NS army clothes or more commonly known as 'baju celoreng'. Each set of clothing comes with their very own type of shoes and socks. All in all, we have three types of shoes, three types of socks and three types of uniforms. For, your information, all of the guys' uniform except 'baju celoreng' have lovely short sleeves unlike the girls, we have long sleeves for every type of our uniforms.
Now, i shall give you the rating of hotness wearing those rather troublesome uniforms. Second runner up goes to 'baju PT'. Despite of its long sleeves and its thick material with its rather ugly colour shade of blue and weird-looking black pants with padded cottons on its knees, its considered the best among the three uniform as it traps the least heat. The first runner up goes to the 'baju kelas' aka the sauna uniform (It looks rather like a fractory uniform, with two shades of blue and a black slacks). At a first glance, one would actually think that its cooling wearing them as it looked as if its made from some thin material. All of us, the NS trainees were cheated. The moment we wore them, all surrounding air are cut off from our skin. Honestly, not even a fraction of air could penetrate the uniform! The champion is of course the 'baju celoreng' (some uniform, dark blue in colour with white and green stripes). In reality, the material for the 'baju celoreng' permits more air to enter the uniform then the 'baju kelas' but the problem its that this particular unifrom have too many layers. Firstly, we have to wear an inner shirt, celoreng long pants and long grey socks ( When i say long, i really meant it. The socks are super long). Next, we add a layer of celoreng coat (long sleeved) with its thick black belt. Last but not least, we have to wear big thick heavy black spike boots and a black baret. Hmm, we do have another unifrom known as half-loreng but we only wear those during community service. Half -loreng is wearing the shirt of 'baju PT' with the pants and belt of the 'baju celoreng'.
I hoped i have managed to get your imagination running about the NS clothings. LOL. Anyway, that is all that i will blog for today. Tomorrow, i will be posting about the daily life of an NS trainees.
NS also known as National Service is a program created by our extremely-clever-government. For some of us, NS is also called 'an ass'. In NS, we were given 3 sets of clothings, two of each type. Firstly, we have some sportswear which is called as 'baju PT'. Next, we have some classwear (some say its the best-looking uniform but for me, it looks horrible) known as 'baju kelas'. Last but not least, we have our very own NS army clothes or more commonly known as 'baju celoreng'. Each set of clothing comes with their very own type of shoes and socks. All in all, we have three types of shoes, three types of socks and three types of uniforms. For, your information, all of the guys' uniform except 'baju celoreng' have lovely short sleeves unlike the girls, we have long sleeves for every type of our uniforms.
Now, i shall give you the rating of hotness wearing those rather troublesome uniforms. Second runner up goes to 'baju PT'. Despite of its long sleeves and its thick material with its rather ugly colour shade of blue and weird-looking black pants with padded cottons on its knees, its considered the best among the three uniform as it traps the least heat. The first runner up goes to the 'baju kelas' aka the sauna uniform (It looks rather like a fractory uniform, with two shades of blue and a black slacks). At a first glance, one would actually think that its cooling wearing them as it looked as if its made from some thin material. All of us, the NS trainees were cheated. The moment we wore them, all surrounding air are cut off from our skin. Honestly, not even a fraction of air could penetrate the uniform! The champion is of course the 'baju celoreng' (some uniform, dark blue in colour with white and green stripes). In reality, the material for the 'baju celoreng' permits more air to enter the uniform then the 'baju kelas' but the problem its that this particular unifrom have too many layers. Firstly, we have to wear an inner shirt, celoreng long pants and long grey socks ( When i say long, i really meant it. The socks are super long). Next, we add a layer of celoreng coat (long sleeved) with its thick black belt. Last but not least, we have to wear big thick heavy black spike boots and a black baret. Hmm, we do have another unifrom known as half-loreng but we only wear those during community service. Half -loreng is wearing the shirt of 'baju PT' with the pants and belt of the 'baju celoreng'.
I hoped i have managed to get your imagination running about the NS clothings. LOL. Anyway, that is all that i will blog for today. Tomorrow, i will be posting about the daily life of an NS trainees.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
4th of February
Yo !!! I am back from NS...well....at least for a few days. :( Just for your information, i have gotten a serious allergy in NS. Due to the reason that i am not getting any better but worst, the 'kind' commander decided to send me home. I was released at 5pm on tuesday and i am expected to report back tomorrow at 5pm also which is a friday. Ah!! Still its better then nothing.
Now, about my allergy. I had developed some skin coloured rashes on my third week in NS. Naturally, being me, i complained a lot and my NS friend accompany me to the medic. From then onwards, i have been getting worst. I was injected once in the arm, once in the waist and once on my main vain which is situated in my hand near to my wrist. The cream, tablets , lotion and injections given to me were useless. My locker in NS is full with the medicine given to me by the medic. I could almost opened a pharmacy. @.@ By that time, the skin coloured rashes became bigger, redder, itchy and it sort of spread to my uninfected body parts. The rashes started on my lower and upper limbs. After that, it went to my neck and face. Soon, my hands, legs, neck was covered with ugly irritating itchy red rashes. I was very much depressed by my allergy.
I went on complaining to the medic. I became some sort of their regular customer. The medic agreed that i am certainly not getting any better. They decided to send me to a clinic in Lenggong. There, i was given more cream and tablets. Still, i did not get any better. My face started showing signs of redness and rashes. Next, they send me to the Hospital Kuala Kangsar. The moment i stepped into the doctor's room, his first words are....'Wah !!! Seriusnya. Kenapa sekarang baru datang ke hospital? Sepatutnya, kamu harus dah lama datang ke sini....' And so, i got my 4 days of MC. Being a good patient, i applied their cream and ate their medicine. Still, i kept on getting worst. My neck and ears became swollen. My rashes kept on becoming worst. My parents told me to stop their medications. So, i stopped. On my day of appointment with the hospital, the medic wasted my time and did not send me to the hospital. What is worst is that 2 irritating, good-for-nothing teachers suspect that i am lying about my allergy. Crazy people!! How in the world, am i supposed to fake rashes and swollen? Take a red markerpen and draw it on my skin???
Okay. I admit that i got pissed and told my parents about it. What happened next was rather interesting. :) That very night, my brilliant mother called the medic and gave them a lecture. Go, mummy !!! (I didn't know about this call) The following day, somewhere at 8.30 am, my name was announced in the speaker and was asked to see the medic. I was of course shocked. In the medic, i was told to tell my mother not to call them at night and etc. At. 9.45am, i was send to the Hospital Kuala Kangsar through the emergency way. They took me into ER and started poking holes into me. They have to poke me twice just to get a sample of my blood. Stupid people. Pity me! I have to bear the pain twice! They even wanted to put me on IV. Scary!!! Luckily, some doctor walked by and stopped them. Next, the nurse wheeled me (yes!!! on the wheelchair!!! it was rather fun) to the doctor. To make the long story short, my doctor was worried and he got an appointment for me to a skin specialist in Ipoh on the 9th of February. I got more cream and tablets again from the hospital and another 4 days of MC. During the time i am in the hospital, my dad called my camp and complained a lot. When i came back, i told my mother about the poking holes and the IV. I went on with my NS life and entered some kebudayaan class happily. What i didn't know is that during that time, my dad called the camp commander and insisted on taking me home as i am getting worst. Surprisingly, my dad succeeded!! Go, daddy!!!! The next minute i know, i am asked to fill some sort of form and was also asked to pack my stuff. And...tada! I am home before 5.30pm!
Now, about my allergy. I had developed some skin coloured rashes on my third week in NS. Naturally, being me, i complained a lot and my NS friend accompany me to the medic. From then onwards, i have been getting worst. I was injected once in the arm, once in the waist and once on my main vain which is situated in my hand near to my wrist. The cream, tablets , lotion and injections given to me were useless. My locker in NS is full with the medicine given to me by the medic. I could almost opened a pharmacy. @.@ By that time, the skin coloured rashes became bigger, redder, itchy and it sort of spread to my uninfected body parts. The rashes started on my lower and upper limbs. After that, it went to my neck and face. Soon, my hands, legs, neck was covered with ugly irritating itchy red rashes. I was very much depressed by my allergy.
I went on complaining to the medic. I became some sort of their regular customer. The medic agreed that i am certainly not getting any better. They decided to send me to a clinic in Lenggong. There, i was given more cream and tablets. Still, i did not get any better. My face started showing signs of redness and rashes. Next, they send me to the Hospital Kuala Kangsar. The moment i stepped into the doctor's room, his first words are....'Wah !!! Seriusnya. Kenapa sekarang baru datang ke hospital? Sepatutnya, kamu harus dah lama datang ke sini....' And so, i got my 4 days of MC. Being a good patient, i applied their cream and ate their medicine. Still, i kept on getting worst. My neck and ears became swollen. My rashes kept on becoming worst. My parents told me to stop their medications. So, i stopped. On my day of appointment with the hospital, the medic wasted my time and did not send me to the hospital. What is worst is that 2 irritating, good-for-nothing teachers suspect that i am lying about my allergy. Crazy people!! How in the world, am i supposed to fake rashes and swollen? Take a red markerpen and draw it on my skin???
Okay. I admit that i got pissed and told my parents about it. What happened next was rather interesting. :) That very night, my brilliant mother called the medic and gave them a lecture. Go, mummy !!! (I didn't know about this call) The following day, somewhere at 8.30 am, my name was announced in the speaker and was asked to see the medic. I was of course shocked. In the medic, i was told to tell my mother not to call them at night and etc. At. 9.45am, i was send to the Hospital Kuala Kangsar through the emergency way. They took me into ER and started poking holes into me. They have to poke me twice just to get a sample of my blood. Stupid people. Pity me! I have to bear the pain twice! They even wanted to put me on IV. Scary!!! Luckily, some doctor walked by and stopped them. Next, the nurse wheeled me (yes!!! on the wheelchair!!! it was rather fun) to the doctor. To make the long story short, my doctor was worried and he got an appointment for me to a skin specialist in Ipoh on the 9th of February. I got more cream and tablets again from the hospital and another 4 days of MC. During the time i am in the hospital, my dad called my camp and complained a lot. When i came back, i told my mother about the poking holes and the IV. I went on with my NS life and entered some kebudayaan class happily. What i didn't know is that during that time, my dad called the camp commander and insisted on taking me home as i am getting worst. Surprisingly, my dad succeeded!! Go, daddy!!!! The next minute i know, i am asked to fill some sort of form and was also asked to pack my stuff. And...tada! I am home before 5.30pm!
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