Wow! Time flies fast. Memories from this day (in November) last year, 2019, remain fresh in my mind.

It was my very first day at the National Youth Service Corps (NYSC) orientation camp where I met several others like myself who had left the comfort of their homes/families for sake of fulfillment, excitement or necessity to experience something different from the predictability of college life.

Apparently, my first 60 hours staying at the camp were not as fun as I thought it should be... Perhaps I wasn't the only one who felt this way after realizing that: one had to share a room which was poorly ventilated with 29 others of akin gender, one also had to leave anything one was doing to report to the parade ground immediately one heard the sound of the loud beagle, one would be all dressed in white 98% of the three weeks one had to spend there, one wasn't always guaranteed access to running water and a socket for re-charging essential devices.

By weekend, being an optimistic person who enjoys overcoming challenges and seeing that I wasn't alone in the scheme, I quickly grew accustomed to the regimented camp life.

I must admit that there was so much inconvenience living there...