This morning, I woke up at 6am. Didn't know why, but felt hard to sleep anymore. So I spent time writing a blog post, thinking to publish it tonight.
Around 7:55am, I received a SMS from my housemate, Jean. She asked me what happened to my car? What happened? I also didn't know. But sure there was something not right, else she wouldn't ask that. I quickly took my keys down.
From the kitchen, I saw that nothing was wrong. When I opened the gate and went to the other side, wow... it was truly damaged.

I didn't know who did that, how, and why. No idea at all.
Jean's younger brother, Fai, later sent me to police station to lodge a police report. I'm quite lucky coz usually, I'm the last one to leave home. All of them go to work earlier than me.


Every time when I see our police, I'd feel very pissed. They are slow, inefficient and full of shit. The one I met this morning, when attending to me, still wanted to act smart to give comment on the other person's case (who sit beside, dealing with another officer). He took my Identity Card and driving license, spent so much time to fill in the details.
Okay, next, he asked me to write the report by myself. He just turned the monitor screen over and passed me the keyboard. Writing is not a problem for me, but writing in Malay... it's a bit challenging. Some more he emphasized, need to have all words in capital letters.
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Later, I was supposed to meet with the Sarjan. It also took me quite some time to wait. This is the quality of Malaysia Boleh.
Jean called the security guard at the residential area. Unexpectedly, they knew about the incident. The Indian guard told us over the phone that he saw someone banging into my car at around 3:35am in the morning. The Indian talked to me in Malay via the phone. I could hardly hear him and get what he meant.
When meeting with the Sarjan, I had to repeat what I told the previous officer, explain why I did not know the road name where I parked my car (the road name in address refers to the road in front of house, not the road at the back), draw the map around my house etc. They were really wasting my time!!!


Fai and I came back to the security guard house near our place. Met with the Indian security guard, Siva. He informed me the name, contact number and address of the drunken person banging into my car. He said the person (Steven) even asked him to "close his eyes", but he felt both of us are his customers, and it's not nice to be unfair to me.
Siva tried to call Steven, but no answer. So Fai and I went to Steven's house and pressed on the door bell. Two ladies came out, should be Steven's mother and wife, we guessed. Steven was not at home, so I told them what had happened and they promised to pass my phone number to Steven.
Fai then sent me to office. He had to go to work only around noon. Steven called me, saying he's willing to bear the expenses to repair my car. But few hours later, he said, he decided to lodge police report and claim insurance.

At night, after taking dinner with TT, Surface and Sam (today is TT's birthday), I went to the police station again (accompanied by Jean) to ensure Steven made a correct police report. Also, to let the hopeless police take a photo of my car. Every time I see them, I'd feel my blood inside is boiling.
Around 11pm, finally we could go home. Now, need to wait to see the list of authorized workshop that I can send the car to, then get the car repaired (hope it can still be cured).
Today, seems like I'm extremely unlucky, yet quite lucky too. You know, when I arrived at office, the laptop got infected by trojan horse, and I could not do much in the office (backup my files and format the machine).
You see, my bear which was originally on the right, dropped to the left side of the car.
The lucky parts are (1) Jean notified me earlier, I didn't discover it only before going to work (2) I could find Steven (3) Fai did not go to work early (4) TT, who stays in Sungai Buluh, sent me back to Seri Kembangan at night.
Andrew Wong said, I woke up so early today, coz I've too much "things" (thought? question? problem? unhappiness?) in my brain. After today, I know I still have a lot to confront and settle.
Wish me luck!