♥ Queen of all Grumpy Old Farts ♥

About the GrumpyQueen

A.K.A Gatekeeper

I love food, don't deprive me of it.

I'm not Princess, I'm Queen

I can be quite grumpy and when I am, I hide here, my dungeon for reflections, ramblings and ranting.

Whatever I write are opinions, and may not be the whole truth. Do not read it like the Gospel.

I hate as vehemently as I love
I already know I'm crazy, be my friend, it's safer

Different is not bad, just not the same as the rest

If you don't like me, it's probably mutual
But I'm nice, really :p

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Wow 100th post!

Errm...yea 100th post, how significant!

Once, there lived a girl who, in her last sem of her poly days went for the wrong lecture because she misread her timetable. What a joke!

I was even late for my lecture! I rushed like a mad woman to the lecture hall, entered it only to find a bunch of unfamiliar faces but the lecturer looked familiar. Hence, I sat down and started wondering, "what in the world is going on? Why does it sound so unfamiliar?" I looked around to see what book am I supposed to take out. Goodness gracious! I don't even have the book with me. At this point, I'd suspected that I may be in the wrong LT.

I called darling. When her phone rang, I heaved a sigh of relief. It shows that she can't be in the other LT because if you're there, there's no signal. So if there's no signal, there shouldn't be a ringing tone. Great, so it must be the wrong time then. She picked up and confirmed my suspicions.

Okay, so what should I do now? Run out of the LT and so the whole world will know this gundu came for wrong lecture? Hahaha! I sat through it and after 10 mins realised I attended the lecture earlier in the week so this is like repeat telecast.

The year ones are funny. I nearly died laughing at one. We were all in the lift, about to close the door when one rushed in. She said, "if I take this lift, will it connect to Blk K?" We looked at one another and tried not to laugh. With our most normal face, we managed to force out a "yes." When the door opened, she came out and my friend told me something interesting. She said she met the girl in the morning while outside the LT with some other classmates. This girl popped up from nowhere and asked, "are you all group 7?" My classmates looked at each other and said, "yea, why?" Can't remember what she said after that but another classmate asked, "which batch of group 7 are you looking for? o5o7,o6o7 or 0707?" The girl saw her classmates and said, "oh it's ok, I found my classmates!"

I thought she's cute, she cannot recognise her own classmates. I don't know how we adjusted. I suppose we just admitted we're all blur sotongs and stuck together. Somehow, we found our way around and survived.

And now, we're all going into the deep, blue sea. We're all going to go into the workforce and become blur sotongs all over again. Maybe I shouldn't laugh at the sotongs too much, bad karma.

21.4.07 12:36 AM

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