lol.
Wonder what am I doing here at this time? Especially when I have a 8am class in 5 and half hours??
Looks like its story telling time again.. Ok. So, the grandmother story begins like this......
Once a upon a time... there's this dumb dumb girl who called herself Jazs Low, registered for a so called course Broadcasting in a big dumb dumb university located somewhere in the middle of a factory field...
Somehow, somewhat, most probably, high chances that the administrative person who is most probably an old witch looking spinster, ok, I think you get my point, so this person somehow got her registration form mixed up with some other students (which I have no idea how this could happen or even affect the rest of the story)....
Where was I?? Owh... so.... thanks to that spinster, this dumb dumb end up being tortured in a dark chamber full of monitors filled with fucked up advertisments for 3 years!!.
Ok la.. I think its time for me to sleep adie before I start talking nonsense and make the people around me think that I'm crazy...
Tata~!
2 comments:
use ur creativity in cs, dun write grandmother story herela.......
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