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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

Blog started 21st June 2007, shifted from www.thegatekeeperstory.blogspot.com

If you wanna be linked, just tag ok?

Favourite posts


| How to revert back to old blogger template |
| Glitz and glamour |
| My lil goddaughter |
| 07/07/07 |
| Universe's theory |
| A senseless mess |
| Last class party pics |
| Rambling about stupid aunties |
| Last day of school pics |
| Last day of school pics |
| Tales of the SINGAPOREAN rojak |
| Killing cockroach with Sis I |
| Killing cockroach with Sis II |
| You know you're a Nurse when... |
| Thailand 2007 |
| Taiwan 2008 |
Friends


My old blog | My other blog | Anru |Bernard | Arianz | Cherryl | Candice | Christine | Darren |Emma | Fel | Lady Rose | Moose | Mable Bee | Oda | Princess Snow | Toe Queen | Yvonne |


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Please use my haloscan to comment on specific posts by clicking on the
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I'm just too sick and tired of a tagboard with a short term memory.

Thanks! :)


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My new year resolutions


It was supposed to be written on New year's day. I suppose I was too depressed to think about the future. Now that I'm a little back to normal, I've made some New Year resolutions.

1. Get more pink clothes, wear pink a bit more often. After all, I think I look okay in pink and I'm a girl. Girls wear pink.

2. Be a little gentler. Stop shouting at people and stop all my crazy nonsense. Which means I should stop fantasizing about yanking the hair out of people's heads when they get a little too wishy-washy.

3. Eat more vegetables, be nice to my body.

4. Be nice to my enemies, stop killing them and disposing their bodies. I've run out of ideas where to hide the bodies. And just because I don't like someone doesn't mean they don't have the right to live to tell the tale.

I don't know, kinda of want to be a 小女人 these days. I don't want to be so strong. I wish to be a little more vulnerable, to be protected. I don't really want to hear the words, "you don't have to worry about her, she'll live." Why don't they say, "you've got to help her, protect her because she's a weak little girl who cannot help herself."

Why can't I be like that? You know what? I think none of it will come true. Maybe only the eating more veg part. The others seem a bit more unattainable. Oh well...
3.1.07 8:25 PM
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