3 Summons...
2 parkings + 1 speeding......
RM 150 (after discount)
discounted at 50% or almost....
last day of reduced price....

i stayed up all night just to wake up early in the morning...my goal was to reach Balai Polis Shah Alam at 7.00 a.m atleast....i drool while watching naruto....i fell asleep...what's weird is i made a wake up call to someone to ensure he did not oversleep cause he had some work due this morning...and found myself accidentally fallen asleep...how embarassing....

so i went rushing to Shah Alam....with only RM156.00 in my purse....running out of gas...i had no choice but to stop by the nearest gas station...gambling with the RM5 to fill the tank...assuming it is just enough to atleast reach the station....i could not tolerate a few minutes drawing out money at the teller machine as i have a hunch that people will start queing at the gate......

i reached the police stationaround 8.15 in shock looking at the long queue ....parked my car 2 buildings across....and start queuing at the tail of the line...observing left and right...making sure who is infront and at the back of my queue...just incase i got lost in line....everyone seems to mind their own business...repeatedly looking at their wrist watch...probably thinking if they could still make it to the office .....patiently waiting .....and observing human behaviour...and secretly earing to conversations nearby....a man said..."from the gate...to the tent infront of the counter....it's gonna take us 2 hours..."...."there's only 2 counters open"...said another man...i fail to believe these babblings...i mean..what could possibly take them so long to handle one person who's trying to give them money.......

after an hour waiting...i was only a few feet away from where i was...i'm beginning to fill anxious...another hour later..."the counter is closing soon..due to the friday prayers"...overheard some statement which is starting to annoy me...hours passed and i realized the clock is showing 12 plus noon...i passed the gate...people are starting to behave weirdly...dehydration makes things worst...i have people calling on the phone asking me wether i have settled everything...i would rather if they don't call me...since i have to answer the same thing over an over again...nothing has changed from the last hours i was there..nothing is progressing except for the line...which is an extremely slow process...it would only make a difference if they could come over and send me some nice cold drinks or perhaps some food to fill my empty stomach....i see people having a small picnic around the area...eating nasi lemak on the floor...most..i think all of the men skipped friday prayers....i was so thirsty ..but i'm still considering the money i have left inside my purse...rm150 to pay the compound...another rm1 left..made my way to the canteen nearby...asking the Kakak how much would a glass of rose syrup cost.."80 cents"....i was relieved...slurping syrup like i've never tasted it before...

1.30pm....i finally reached the tent..there's a few chairs in line order...i get to sit down and relax a bit....still observing people....most of them are starting to become impatient...as i have expected..cutting queues....people yelling at those mofos...telling them to buzz off....i predicted this would happen....and i am still angry at the fact that there are people with the hearts of a stinky fish...selfish enough to just cut the queue...where hundreds of people have formed since 7-8 in the morning...most of us were standing there for hours..and we had nothing more to do than watching everyone's movements...basically everybody knew and seen the faces around them...so those assholes were just trying to squeeze in hoping that no one would notice...sure some of them got away..and some of them aren't lucky enough they got boo-ed by the whole crowd....there's this pakcik....nearby us...he was being friendly and all...conversing with everyone...went infront...kononnya...the reason is to see what's happening upfront since the queue paused for quite a moment...he came back saying..the system is offline....after some time..we noticed him queieng infront of us..and no one corrected this...but instead sarcastically mentioning the incident among themselves and laugh....

i'm glad that the people next to my left and right are the type who yacks alot...funny...and trying to make it a less stressful situation..had fun laughing with and talking to them...boo-ing those who trying to cut queueu....watching everyone's movement...readily to boo the fools....acting infront of the reporter's camera...speaking of that...we noticed a reporter from the star was trying to get a cover story...taking photos around the place...(he's hot!!!....one of the reason to smile on this hectic day :)..)...and i'm not mistaken that he shot one photo at my crowd...he was directly infront of me..erhmmm..since like i'll be buying The Star tommorow morning...one lady was trying to ask one of us who are sitting to pay her compound...she didn't get away with it ofcourse!...everyone gave her sharp short lecture...and she said "tolong la"...and they told her.."look infront..there's an old man with a cane..he queued with us since morning....we rather help people like that than to help people like you who can walk straight...who's just a lazy ass!"..so she kept quiete .....the indian uncle with the cane finally settled...the whole crowd cheered and clapped our hands

finally...at 4.30...i finished settling the compound....i went to the ATM...draw out some money..fill up the tank again...Mc Donald's serves the revenge of my hunger......i got home and serves the revenge of my sleep..which was disturbed by a few phone calls...i don't know whyi refuse to just shut it off as though i'm getting a phone call which could save the nation from sudden bombings!....

giler lar...penatnye.........and still i find some time to ramble...

this is by far a record...

i've been on the longest bus ride of 10 hours +

and the longest queue of 8 hours straight!