♥ 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

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

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Attachments and depression

They usually go hand in hand for me, except for when I went to IMH. Maybe they have better fengshui there, maybe they drugged my food with Prozac, I don't know.

At this very moment, I wish it'll end NOW, I wish but I've got TWELVE more days. TWELVE FRIGGIN DAYS!

This attachment requires brute strength, you need enough energy to live for another person but you only eat for one. Hows that? Am really gonna lose weight.

I like the people I meet. The sense of satisfaction you get when you see someone walk out healthy is priceless. Even the tiny things I do like cleaning butts I know would go a long way and is appreciated. Yes, even meeting irritating families who do not take responsibility is nice. When you do something good for their parents, I believe it's good for your karma. And I don't blame them entirely. While it's our job and we can afford to leave the illness when we knock off, these families live with it 24/7. Even if they're not caring for them physically, they're responsible for the parent 24/7.

But I hate it when people take advantage of you by making you do the worst jobs. When they push the blame to you. Where can you get cheap labour, who can function at maybe 70% of a trained staff, who can 背黑锅 for you? Pay them a few hundred dollars a month in the name of training and make them work like shit. Treat your students better, someday they're gonna be staff. Students with bad memories of their training become bad, unmotivated staff who'll influence the future generations, forming a vicious cycle.

5.9.07 4:00 PM

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