somewhere in a lockup, i wrote "i was here"

i month ago\approx 1400hrs

I was driving back from cheras. i was tired, it was raining, the road was wet, i was lost, it was a f**king freaking saturday. I was supposed to be having fun, shouldn't i? anyway, i spent an hour and a half turning in circles and finally, a fimiliar lane. it was a relieve and good things are finally starting to happen to me, at least that's what i thought. 8 km from batu caves on MRR2, there was an accident. the traffic was slow. like a tired person, i drive so too. tired, slow and of course to hell with other cars, i want to go home and i want to go home now! but shit happens, in front of me was a lorry, we stopped and were on that state for like 5 seconds, and then *CRASH! I could see the butt of the lorry zooming in without my approval, how the hell can it get bigger and bigger and CRACK my front window crushed. Someone kissed my ass.

A lousy makcik-a bitch i would define her-driving a savvy hit me and an iswara hit her. or is it the other way back, the iswara first and then savvy hit me. which ever it was, i was innocent.but to tell that the traffic investigator who the first thing he said when i stepped in his room "sapa ajar ko buat crita ni?",i swear i saw a head shaped STUPID there. I stand on my point, we argued and i got tired, so i said "whatever lah, give me ticket if you want to". i'm f**king exhausted.

last 2 weeks\0900hrs approx

i didn't have the time to pay the compound at dbkl. plus, it was rm400. and the due date was a day before hari raya. you figure. so i thought, i'll just go to court and ask for a discount from the judge, if i won't get any, i'll just pay and it won't be a problem-early of the month.

so i met the judge, got heard, asked for reduction,denied,and escorted by cops to the payment counter-

me: encik, i have to go to the bank first, i only brought rm100
encik police: nanti lepas ni
me: ok

at the counter:
encik polis: 400?
me: i told you i have to go to the bank first
encik polis: ok, follow me
me: ok

walk, walk, walk, enter door, two lockups, entered the one on the left.

me: i can't go to the bank
encik police: huh? (without looking at me), jamin.

damn. an hour later, mom showed up, got lectured, skipped work, go home.