The Waiting Game

Yesterday, my sister registered to study at UiTM Shah Alam. To cut a long story short, it was a tedious process and took half a day. Waiting was all I did, together with a lot others.

Imagine registering 2,500 students (between 8.30 a.m. to 4.00 p.m.) with four payment counters open. If that's not a recipe for disaster, don't know what is.

We arrived home at 7.15 p.m. after having left the house at 7.15 in the morning. Exactly 12 hours. Poignant, isn't it?