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Coincidence helps you in some way

There's this guy who happens to be in the same stats and developmental psych tutorial as me, and we knew each other through those classes. So after our class yesterday, we happened to board the same bus, happened to go to the same place, and happened to need to deposit money as well. I brought half of my wad of notes from money I collected from Hari Raya and the money I received from tuition too. Anyway, thankfully for the guy, he told me that the machine does not accept 5-dollar, and 2-dollar notes and MAJORITY of the thick wad of notes I brought were. Can you imagine how stupid I would look if I were to put the whole wad of notes there and they would all be rejected? And I had FORGOTTEN about it, so dumb please. You know, families should give you $10 notes instead of $2s (HAHA). So geez, I only managed to bank in abit only. After everything, the guy had to go for his taekwondo classes and I'm meeting Qeen, AND after spoken about exams, exchange programmes, past schools, bad lecturers, and having helped me to print tutorial readings, and with the bank situation, we don't know each others names!

Bad habit of mine (:

My dad is being hilariously sweet again because, for the umpteenth time, he borrowed some French handy-dandy book from the library again for me when I never even mentioned anything about needing any extra materials! Seriously, this is the 24702740123th time? HAHAHAHAHAHA. And each time I explained that I don't exactly need it because I'm already swarmed with school stuffs, he kept complimenting that every French (phrase) book he borrowed is good. So funny!
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