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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.

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What was he thinking?!



Ya, like seriously, what was this lao uncle thinking when he 'decorated' his bike? In case you cannot see the pic properly thanks to my slow fingers, it's a stupid bike and those yellow stuff you see are SUNFLOWERS! Sunflowers of a gaudy yellow!

*faints*



It's understandable if it's some lao auntie, which is rare because
1) Aunties seldom bike, it's deemed as "dangerous" so no proper girl would bike
2) Related to my first point, I haven't, in my 19 years of life seen any female above 40 biking.
3) Considering how much flowers he put on that stupid bike, aunties will only put that much flowers if the flowers were on sale.
4) Aunties just have better sense la, and better things to do then stick flowers on a bike, they'd probably do it to their sons' room door but not on a bloody bike.

If you're bored like me, you can read a figment of my imagination. It's what I imagined must have gone on at this lao uncle's house.

"Ah lao ar! You stick all my flowers on your bike for what? Flowers very expensive one leh! Then you go everywhere with the bike, wait rain or what, flower spoil how?"

"Spoil then throw away lor, or not buy new one lor!"

"Ah lao! You think we all so rich meh? The flowers you stole from Ah boy leh! Now I have to buy new flowers for his door la! Waste money leh!"

"Waste money then don't buy lor, Ah boy so old, you put flowers on his door, people will laugh at him one leh..."

"Aiyah! That time I went Geylang Serai, then see people buy, the Malay auntie say cheap so I buy lor. Ah Girl's room too many flowers liao so put on Ah Boy's door lor!

Ah Boy is in the corner, wiping his sweat saying "Heng ah! Papa go and put on his motorbike, at least now Ah Beng and gang won't laugh at my door when they come over to play Dota."

Of course, maybe this uncle is just an attention seeking tigou whose mistress thinks it's cool to own a motorbike and decorate it this way. Don't ask me how come people so stupid can believe their mistress and think it's cool to decorate your bike this way. If some tigou can believe someone young enough to be their daughter/granddaughter is in love with them, I don't know what else they CAN'T believe.

Then while I'm at it, I might as well post a picture of myself, a picture I took in boredem. I think I can only take this kinda of yellow, ancient pictures. I think I have the ancient face.

The best way to get rid of boredem is to enjoy the moment. How many people have time to feel bored?

When you're busy, look around and ask yourself, how many people have time to run around like you? How many are jobless with nothing to do?

SO if you're bored, how about just make a story for this picture?

But if you're too busy for such childish nonsense, just mutter under your breath, "I've got better things to do kiddo!" and be on your way. Carpe Diem!

17.10.07 8:50 PM

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