Disclaimer-This post is not meant in anyway to insult NS or it's sub-groups. You may refrain from reading the post should you feel strongly inclined towards National Service.

NS-National Service. (Legend)

Servicing the officers (now doesn't that just sound ever so wrong)
in the name of nationalism?

Through the ages, countless comments like

'NS changed my boy!'
'My cooking is what he yearns for now!'
'He's a fully fledged independent being now!'
'He's lost his baby fat!'

have been seen and heard.

And indeed. Participants of the 2 year 'contract' have indeed changed with first hand experiences of being imbued with the 'knowledge' that there is nothing greater on Earth than NS, and that spit that escape from the OC's mouth while screaming at you is considered 'heavenly refreshment'

Sergeant's spit gives you wings!

The above sentence was not intended in anyway to sell a product for financial profit or to earn any remuneration for promoting an item, please do not sue me.

Acquaintances and friends alike have proven that in NS they are able to warp your mindset such that pain is indeed good for you and that you DO reap what you sow, in NS at least.

Normal words are broken down into individual letters which are in turn initials of words that make up a sentence that is meant to boost morale.

Apparently they prefer to dish out morale over cash for work in that 2 years.

One can't argue that it is indeed a cheaper alternative.

In this case, cheap is meant as a pun.

Now that the notorious junk lunches and meals have been replaced with nice meals, or so they say, (everything in NS is classified information, and any information leaked out is most likely untrue =S) it would seem that NS has evolved into a nice place to live.

Just think, the toilet ICs, blanket parties and the occasional supernatural being that reveals itself.

Doesnt THAT just sound like paradise on earth.

At the edge of the river styx.

As you can infer from my ranting so far, NS is not something I'm looking forward to.

Being stuck with men for 2 weeks is just unhealthy.
(However you interpret that comment is your responsibility alone, the writer is not insinuating anything =S)

We all know life becomes quite unbearable without the creature comforts.

And then there's the issue of the biological clock.

The schedule of NS appears to horridly clash with mine.

They should just start training at 8pm and sleep at 12pm.

But hey! It could be the start of a brand new adventure, after all it is the next step of life for this batch of pre-enlistees.

A new life awaits us!!!!

See, I'm turning already.






I found it! My enlistment letter! *Jumps for joy*

Lovely, April 9th 2007.

Just lovely.