We are waiting o

gh0sts:
Finally, it was three weeks gone and we were set to leave camp. The night before was the first time that I ever visited ' platoon 11'(joints were alcohol was sold). Mr macho was won by someone from our platoon, so he hosted a few of us. [b]I drank one and a half bottle of 33.[\b] By the time the soldiers came to drive us to the hostels. I was on my levels. I couldn't find G, the friend I went with. I couldn't even see in the day with clear eyes, talk more of at night with alcohol and without my glasses...As I got close to the open square of Mami. I was stopped by a boy, our platoon drama director. He was obviously drunk and was blabbing something about me joining them the next day to jos because he was so sure I'll be posted to jos. I was ia little bit confused and the cold was creeping in again. I just wanted to go to my hostel, so I agreed to everything he said.
By the time I got to the hostel, Juls was already sleeping. I just quietly got on my bed and dozed off.

The noise from boys signing and shouting woke me up. It was an excitement that they were leaving. I hissed and tried to sleep back, but no way. Their excitement has rubbed off on me and stole the sleep from my eyes. I got out of bed. Arranged my things, took my bath and got ready. Wearing my 7/7. I was excited, my jos posting was waiting for me or so I thought. I had given my details to two reliable sources so I was confident that if one doesn't work, the other will. It rained heavy that morning...the superstition in me came out and saw a good sign in the rain. We were finally out with our boxes and all. All five of us still together, still tight. We tools millions of photos and made videos. That was when the long wait started. After leaving our boxes in the NCCF secretariat, we went for breakfast at our normal Noddles joint.

The governor came soon after and the parade started. I sat in the auditorium and waited patiently for them to finish. I couldn't wait to see my jos posting. It was getting to 12pm and nothing seems to be happening. I slept off on the chair I sat soon after. By then the camp ground was filled with people and cars from different local government and PPAs. I was tapped by Juls who woke me up to tell me a queue was being formed behind the auditorium. Just immediately I felt like peeing...I didn't even know I was pressed before. The queue at the toilet in the ICT was so long. The moment I saw it, the pee left. I waited for J to finish peeing, then we went together. We joined a queue soon after and waited for my turn. People were taking and shouting in excitement 'jos. jos'. I was scared, praying silently for it. J was visibly shaking....I almost forgot I had issues and laughed at her. Juls came soon after with her letter in her hand. She smiled like she just won the lottery and announced that she had been posted to jos. I was a little bit relieved...after all we gave our names to same person. People were announcing local governments that I've never heard before. Soon it was J's turn. She called out her state code and waited for the man to find it. Few seconds letter, she smiled and told me University of Jos teaching hospital. I was so happy for her...now I was positive I've been posted to jos. I stepped forward and called my state code to the man. ' why ain't you smiling?' he questioned. I smiled without replying. Soon after he checked my letter and said congratulations...my subconscious did a back flip with contentment that it was jos. Juls and J were patiently waiting. I turned and opened my posting letter. The name LANGTANG NORTH was boldly written on it. I felt myself die a little inside...why do bad things always happen to me I thought. My friends asked me where it was, like I was I was going to my husband's house. I could talk. I held my shit together until we met G and S and they told me they were posted to jos too. The tears that fell from my lid was hot from holding it for too long. They all held me and consoled me. I wasn't crying because of where I was posted to. I was crying because everybody else was going to jos. We picked up our boxes from NCCF and stood at a corner talking. They were consoling me and telling me to visit them whenever I was free...nobody said anything about visiting me o. As we stood there, S showed me a boy carrying a card with Langtang north boldly written on it. The boy heard her and stopped, he asked if I was posted to Langtang. For where, I shook my heard and ignored him. As if saying no will change the Langtang North to jos.
I finally summoned courage to go look for my bus. I found them soon. There was no space in it and the LI was complaining that I was late. In my mind I was like, who wants to go sef. My friends waved me goodbye and left. Reality dawn on me immediately, I was going to be independent.

Oh my gaad
Sweet 33 !

queenDD:
I can so relate with your experience, i was posted to a small town which is a four hour drive to the capital city while most of my friends (yea, I think I can call them that, we came to camp together) got posted to Ibadan.

On our way to the town, corp members posted there were crying, I almost cried too. The distance alone to Ibadan is heartbreaking plus the electricity issues they are having over there. Some persons relocated, but I'm staying. I'll be traveling soon and I can only hope for the best!

hope it not Saki

queenDD:


Lol, Saki west. I was given accommodation though.

wow,my dear that is where am serving.I can totally relate to what u have said abt the place.especially the poor power supply. buh nevertheless, u will enjoy it. without fear of equivocation, I make bold to say I don't envy those in Ib anymore. u will come to understand that soon 2.

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You write so well: simple, clean, and refreshing. Looking forward to reading more from you.

It's my hope that before you're done serving, an adventure will spice up your otherwise boring life (in your own words) and in effect - this diary. Thumbs up

I like what you are doing @ghost

Nysc that year 2014. Uyo. Wow.... Ekaete I still dey miss you till now. If person no serve walahi hyn miss

nini007:
ma, enjoying your story. Just wanna let you know that at the time when NYSC was paying 9800 there was nothing like Designated Survivor. thanks

Thought you people wil repent in this new year buh aparently, you and quoting the whole story are a cult

naijareferee:
Wow... My first to comment on the diary or is it literature section. Nice work op... Reminds me of my time in delta...
One thing I observed on this section is the lack of tribal bashing... The op mentioned two highly flammable tribes and bashed them, yet no e fight from the tribes mentioned. In fact dudes here just pretended as if those were not part of the story... I must commend the guy mature environment here, unlike what you experience In the politics and religion section.
Op, kindly use the opportunities langtang has to offer while u serve there. You can get some stuff from there like Irish potatoes, tomatoes etal for your parents and relations. Who knows you might even sale to neighbors while getting some sea foods from rivers to give to your colleagues in the plateau.
NYSC made me realise how complex the Nigerian system is, our nation is large with different people. Good and bad, and also highlighted one point... We are always comfortable in the confines of those we speak same language.
Tower of Babel almost reached heavens until different tongues was introduced amongst them. Europe is developed today because each country speaks her indigenous language... And where different language exist in a country, they operate a loose system like UK, Swiss etal

Because the people reading the story are patient and enlightened to know better than to involve in tribal bigotry

OP your writing has a light hearted touch to it, no heart pumping ordeals or anything to keep you on your toes. I like it, its unique in a way that its different and honest . You aren't under any obligation to impress anyone and I admire that.

Pls don't take offence when you're left out of conversations involving a particular ethnic group. I had the same experience to in my lodge( won't mention the tribe), they were 3 of the out of five of us, well luckily I was an introvert and never had that zeal to bond with with them although the noise they made was just too much and inappropriate at times. Patience would get you through it, you wouldn't even know when you're done with service.

Nice write up, this remind me of my service year in Imo State. But u re starving us of some activities. Keep it up

Mehn am enjoying this, You must be a great write. Abeg come give us update

My stories dey too among others

Alvinchukx:

NA UR STORY DEY THERE?

Please continue, please i can't wait, have fallen in love with your story, i have even "initiated" my elder sis into this story, she's always asking me if there's any update yet, please Ghost am patiently waiting...

PS: my sis served in Chendam.

Most of the readers here are waiting to hear who you finally gelled up with

Me I no follow o

I camped in mangu too...
It was mad fun I swear....
Still miss camp tho

# Monkeykashbanana
I was in platoon 9 tho... We lost in all competitions..

Please continue am really enjoying it

Nice story ghost. Am impressed!

Ghost �I can relate to this. Nysc can be stressful in a remote village. continue

I served in Mikang LGA of Plateau state very close to Langthan North. Through out my service year there was no light

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Would be serving in about 3-4 years time and this insight will surely help shapen my expectations for the service year. It is a beautiful piece of art. Keep it up.

Thanks for sharing

You just can't get all of us interested in your story and then starve us of it.

she is really good, i wish she wld use a better username, u are more talented dan a ghost, a ghost has no power, u av more than u know precious one. always look forward 2 ur honest unique writing

badohemmy:
Gh0st, first of all, I think you'll make an interesting friend.

secondly, I am still trying to find the right word to describe how insanely good you are (your writing), funny, mean, easy going all rolled up in one unit. Anonymous Corper has driven me down memory lane and trust, as difficult as the experience was, it is one I learned a lot from.

Lastly I commend you. Please keep it up because your writing is beautiful.

Progenitor52:
I served in Mikang LGA of Plateau state very close to Langthan North. Through out my service year there was no light

Throughout? And you happened to survive You wore rumpled clothes and held out for others to put on generators Wow!

OluwabuqqyYOLO:

Throughout? And you happened to survive You wore rumpled clothes and held out for others to put on generators Wow!

Yes o no light throughout. we paid #20 to charge our phones.I also didn't believe that I will survive it......Who no go no know o

Progenitor52:




Yes o no light throughout. we paid #20 to charge our phones.I also didn't believe that I will survive it......Who no go no know o

Really That's a wow!

badohemmy:
Gh0st, first of all, I think you'll make an interesting friend.

secondly, I am still trying to find the right word to describe how insanely good you are (your writing), funny, mean, easy going all rolled up in one unit. Anonymous Corper has driven me down memory lane and trust, as difficult as the experience was, it is one I learned a lot from.

Lastly I commend you. Please keep it up because your writing is beautiful.

You are here complimenting person, better go and continue that your Romantic Chronicles, have been waiting since ooh, even bookmark the page on my phone, reloading daily, abeg do fast.

OluwabuqqyYOLO:

Throughout? And you happened to survive You wore rumpled clothes and held out for others to put on generators Wow!

the key TO survival is ADAPTATION. We're adapted to 400 to $, we adapt to 145 per litre of PMS ETC

My PPA had no pole sef nor network, I saw hell & far from town.

BlizzydoDo:
My PPA had no pole sef nor network, I saw hell & far from town.

Finally someone has seen hell! Now will settle this arguement... Is the devil a black or White being, or latino or hispanic?

"Diary of an Anonymous Corper" by gh0st...nice