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one day after mid-term test...

"I think it'll happen.." that was my thought when I was in that store, and it DID happen.

okay, so today is my first day of midterm test. it was political system in Indonesia. well I READ it, but when it came to the test, my brain was like, stop working and my hand wasn't cooporative -___- okay. skip. what I wanna tell you is the story after mid-test..

I went to this "mart" to buy things. I took instant noodle, spagethi (umm yum), crackers, drinks and magazine ;) and theen I drove my feet to the cashier and planned to pay these all with my ATM card. I was pretty suuure that I still had enough money in there. I knew it because I've spent a LOT of money yesterday ._. but still. I WAS PRETTY SURE that I HAD ENOUGH MONEY in MY CARD. fiuuuh. okay. theen when I gave my card to cashier and she tried to swipe it. at that time, I was thinking about "oh crap, don't try to make it fail, you dead thing. there's a lot of people here. puhleease don't make me emberassed :s" and I pressed several numbers which were my password, and you-know-what? the machine said DECLINE. DEECLIINE FOR THREE TIMES!! *shocked* damn. I should've know that our mind has a power to make negative thinkings come true. finally I said to the cashier that I'd better take my money next to the mart. so, I went there, took a deep breath, and wished, "please don't make any problems again. I want to pay those :'( " again, I had to face that, the reality was, I only have 43 thousand in my bank. what the hell. where is my money gone? okay. relaxed. I remembered that I didn't give any of my cell-number to her, and there was another exit there. I can go to the next building, sneek to the nearest faculty, walk and turn around to bus stop. yea. I was thinking about run away. great! and I did it! HA! good job.

on my way to dorm, with my friend Siska, I was thinking about.. how about I go to my dorm, grab some money, and without any guilty I pay those and say a little sorry. but.. na ah nope. my dorm is soo far from my campus.

and when I told my friend Laura about this, she said "you are crazy, Ghina".

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