A few months ago we began the NYSC Diaries, which covered inside life stories of NYSC in Nigeria. Stories like things NYSC corps members can relate to or what to do when you鈥檙e posted to a faraway place, like Borno.
A new NYSC batch has been called in for camp. So, everyday by 1:30PM for the next 21 days, one of our writers will be sharing his day-to-day camp experiences.
8:48 a.m.
People are looking at me weird because I鈥檓 washing my hair. It鈥檚 just shampoo, leave-in conditioner, and moisturizer. My hair has horribly dried out and tangled in these couple of weeks and I鈥檓 beginning to feel like a mad person. I鈥檓 going out into the real world tomorrow, please. Let them not chase me from home.聽
10:00听补.尘.
I鈥檓 in church. I came here to focus on God but because I鈥檓 in OBS, now I鈥檓 dealing with technical and sound issues. Wherever I walk, work meets me. Money, see your mate?
11:30 a.m.
I鈥檓 going back to my hostel when I pass by a hostel. I laugh. This hostel must be full of Yoruba angels. I decide to walk a bit more so I can find more hostels that are perfectly fitting for Yoruba men
Because Yoruba men are committed till the end. Every allegation you hear is a lie.
12:00 p.m.
These people like lying. They said every Sunday is for rest until 4 p.m. but they鈥檙e chasing us out of the hostels because the Director General of NYSC is coming to speak to us.
Every speech I鈥檝e heard in this place sounds like the same thing. It鈥檚 like 鈥淵es you can copy my assignment but don鈥檛 let it be the exact same thing.鈥 Sometimes, I predict what they鈥檙e going to say next. This man seems nice though.
6:26 p.m.聽
We鈥檝e just finished final parades along with some long addresses. I think we did great. I remember that we鈥檙e going to have to wear those orange combat boots tomorrow and my heart starts beating fast. Oh well, tomorrow will take care of itself. Let me rush to OBS.
7:03 p.m.
So this is why they were telling us to rush down to OBS. We call the coordinator of OBS 鈥淢ummy鈥 because she is such a great woman. She鈥檚 the perfect boss/mother combo. I will miss her. She bought chicken suya, beef suya and drinks for us and then we went round speaking about how nice it has been working at OBS. Someone is crying. This is giving me university ending vibes. Ugh.
7:48 p.m.
I see the guy that got punished in my stead yesterday. I laugh as I pass him by. Maybe this is what movie villains feel like and that鈥檚 why they never stop being villains.
Before they cancelled evening parades yesterday the military instructor asked if we enjoyed the carnival and what we wanted to make it better. From the crowd, I shouted 鈥淎lcohol!鈥 and he looked in our direction, fished him out and punished him for wanting alcohol.
Good times.
10:00听辫.尘.
I鈥檓 finally packing my box. People are asking me why. They should not even vex me this night. Did you people not get the memo that we鈥檙e leaving tomorrow????
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