The school has absolutely no idea how big a tech-phob I am. They just had to make us register for our PC courses, Games, get notes etc from there. It's like, hello, less than 1% of the globe's population knows how to switch on a computer, let alone access stuff and download them and all the shit. And they love to make the system hang, so that we, the pathetic students, would have to crawl to them and beg them to allow us to take this certain sport or course. What a sinister conspiracy...
And my grandma attepted to contemplate murder by placing her slippers stratigically in the middle of the door to my room. And big old fat and clumsy me had to trip over that thang not once, but twice. Luckily, I escaped death both times, suffering nothing but a little yelling from my grandma for kicking her slippers out of place twice. Poor old me.
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