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Saturday, January 10, 2009
no money to pay, how?

on my way home this evening, i stopped by the petrol kiosk to pump petrol.
pay by ATM card.

next stopped by car wash.
there i was, happily texting the whole time the washing was going on, and when it was time to pay, i took my purse out and lo and behold:
NO MONEY.

1. fucking embarrassed.
2. later scared i kena mum's 10000 yrs of nagging that i should have money in my wallet all times.

thing is, i have a 100 dollars bill Raz's dad gave me for luck, and another 20bucks bill from the SG-Brunei limited edition collab. the last time i had zero dollars in my wallet, Jilun had none too, and we had already collected out food, without money to pay. so i used my 20dollars bill and mum was quite unhappy about it.

Moral of the story: check purse before wash car.

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