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

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Divorce is the future tense of marriage



I'm sorry for being so depressing again. I'm becoming pessimistic all over again. I look at happy couples and think they won't last. I imagine the guy getting hooked by some hot girl, or maybe the girl just decided the bf was being a wuss and left.

Yesterday, I was at Singapore Expo and saw some booths promoting wedding photo shoots. I couldn't help but think to myself, "why go through all the trouble when you're gonna get divorced anyway?"

I don't mean ALL of the happy couples there were gonna get divorced but at least 3 out of 10 were gonna get divorced right? So why do they even bother putting in so much effort for their wedding when they're not gonna work on their marriage? Of course, we'd never know who's marriage will last and whose will fail.

I don't know. Marriage should be compared to a marathon and the wedding, just the warm-ups. No matter how well you warm up, no matter what expensive gears you buy, it's no use if you're not gonna conserve your energy and are not determined to finish the marathon.

I know I'm crapping again. Sometimes, the thought of giving someone so much power, power to hurt me scares me. But then again, I want my own little brood of kids with their doting father to grow old with.

I think the biggest gamble in a woman's life is her choice of husband. Why, the stakes are her whole life's happiness! Maybe that's why people are staying single, they just can't afford the stakes.

But you know what they say? If you don't try, you never know. If you tried and failed, well, at least you tried! What crap is that? So I know I failed, screwed half my life, NOW WHAT?! WHich is why I only apply that saying to aspects of my life I'm quite sure of.

I suddenly have a craving for aeroplane food...

2.12.07 9:07 PM

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