Weekly Gist With Annie: My Love-hate Experience At NYSC Camp

Hey Loves.

It’s been a while. Your favourite Aproko was at NYSC Camp. Oooft, Do I have so much to tell you?

Frankly speaking, NYSC Camp is an experience you absolutely hate but would hate the lack of it even more. It’s like that ex that knows your mumu button but is also a serial cheat. You just love to hate them.

In the course of my 21-day journey, I met a lot of people, learnt a number of new things, and sweated like a racing horse.

NYSC Camp is like a Secondary Boarding school flashback. Why else will kitchen staff bring police to guard the dining hall on Jollof rice and Chicken Sunday? Where was this energy on beans and pap Monday?

NYSC Camp exposes you to an obscene amount of people at the same time. I met a lot of people but I’ll group them into 6 very interesting categories.

1. The Leaders: These are the head girls and boys doing everything in their power to ensure smooth running. Some were a little on the hyperactive side but who am I to judge?

2. The ITKs: I kid you not, the last time I saw a real-time ITK was in secondary school. Who are these people who are having a hard time minding their business? Ma’am/sir you’re 24 years old, why have you made ass kissing a profession?

3. Cry Babies: Stop crying sweetie, it’s just NYSC Camp. What school did you go to that didn’t prepare you for these small inconveniences? Could never be my dearest UNILORIN or OAU. Must be all these UNIABUJA kids.

4. The Horny Rabbits: These beautiful ladies and gentlemen came to camp with one agenda; Hit and run. I just hope they paired nicely and a lover boy/girl didn’t fall for a hitter and runner. Their beautiful strolls and giggles were a reminder that speed dating is easily disguised.

5. The Scared Cats: A 3-year old has more chances at rebellion than these guys. They are the fastest at snitching because they don’t want mass military punishment.

6. The Odogwus: While I was busy calculating if my wallet could survive another night rejecting the kitchen food, these rich men and women had no business checking their account balance. It must be nice considering the federal allowance as a drop in the ocean when it’s the entire ocean for some of us.

Some notable mentions are the early birds that wake the entire hostel up with their ridiculously early and bizarre alarms but somehow manage to sleep through it all. I hope the god of insomnia finds you.

All in all, camp was an amazing experience that I hope never to have again.

See you next week with our weekly Aproko update.

Love, your favorite Aproko, Annie.