Hasif RahmanTwenty 29th September 1991 Singapore Polytechnic Diploma in Mechanical Engineering Art.music.sports. daydreamer.creative.sensitive.procrastinative. lazybum.very imaginative.indecisive.shy.
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A tale of a dumbdumbdudidudidumb man and a blessed boy. Monday, August 3, 2009 One fine unclouded afternoon, I went to an ATM machine for balance enquiry in my bank account. It was a very short queue though where there was only an Indian man in front of me. It took only a few seconds for him to get done using the machine; he took his blue card and walked off. Then it was my turn. I confidently took out my card and insert it to the slot. But the machine did not swallow it up. To my astonishment, when I looked on the computer screen, it says "Please collect your money". My mind went %^^&%*%$fuckadoodle. That douchebag must have forgotten to collect his money withdrawal. He must have loved his blue card more. I grabbed the 40 bucks and then immediately went to search that douchebag. But, he was nowhere in sight somehow. What catastrophe! Well, maybe not me; no choice but gotta make an evil move. I just slipped the 40 bucks into my wallet and there goes on 1st August 2009 marked one of my luckiest day ever. Huzzah! *Red Indian cry* | |
