It's nearing my birthday! Tralala. :) I'm one year older again. *sigh* it just seems like yesterday that I was this carefree kid without a care at all in the world, just doodling my ass off and all that.
At least I'm a bit wiser... I think.
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I feel embarrassed whenever I walk past an ATM machine. LOL. It's not that I don't have my own savings account, it's just that... well... There's a weird thing about it when I was just a kid. (digress for a while, I just remembered that I have not put any money lately on my savings account.)
Anyway back to my story... :)) LOL. When I was a kid... I didn't know where all those money that the ATM spits come from. I just know that it gives out money when you insert this card. I dreamed of having that ATM card when I was kid. Just so I'd get millions of money INFINITELY. LOL.
And then there's that withdrawal process of money. Whenever my auntie or my mom withdraws, I'd come with them too just to peek at the machine. I didn't know back then how the machine counts the money it gives out. So... I... thought banking people are inside the machine. And when someone withdraws from the screen pressing those side buttons, there is also a monitor inside and a person looks at it whenever someone withdraws and then counts the money and finally... gives it from the money slot. >.> O.O imagine a hand going out of that money slot to give you your money. like... WTF. O.O
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I had my awesome career when I was just a kid. No. I didn't dream to be a doctor like other kids did because they were happily playing with plastic injections and fake stethoscopes. I dreamed to be...
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a cashier. :D awesome.
XD again. money. Weren't we just talking about ATM machines before? :)) I thought back then that when you were a cashier, all those money them people pay you for the goods they have bought are YOURS. Then you just keep putting all those money in. Inside that cash drawer that opens when you press buttons go to some universe where they dump the infinite money. And you are free to take them. O.O
Speaking of cashiers anyway... I am reminded. That sort of laser thing wherein you swipe the stuff you buy... My mom used to tell me that I am not allowed at all to run my hand over it. Because if I do, I'd get myself barcoded. And she will not be able to take me home.
I believed that whole stuff... and just found out it was a total lie when I was 16. Harhar. I closed my eyes and held my breath as I swiped my hand over the square thing. I was already prepared to take the risk of living in the supermarket till someone buys me. Just so I could take that chance of swiping my hand on the square thing. EPIC.
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I'm going to be 19 and still yet to find out what other lies my parents have told me.
The police will apprehend you if you don't finish your food, right?
RIGHT???? Or was that a lie too?
I finish my food just so the police won't apprehend me. Maybe that's why I'm a fat kid too.
Screw you police who apprehend people who don't finish their food.
I'm going to be 19. And I'm wiser. I think. =))
