♥ 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

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I'm a big girl

Come Monday, I'll start work le!

*jumps around the room*

But it'll be orientation only, I'll just be sitting in the auditorium trying to look smart. After this honeymoon period, then I'll be thrown into the real world to begin my oh-so-noble career. Please bo pi laoniang, that I'll pass my probabtion period, get more benefits and earn lots of money.

Don't say never think of all of you. If I pass my probabtion, I can book lovely chalets leh! Normally, no one books chalets to stay in it by herself so chances are I'll invite my lovely friends over to enjoy life.

Ok, I probably sound like some mercenary girl now, but who don't want more benefits/money? Don't want your money, it's ok, give it to me, I'll think of a way to get rid of it for you.

Honestly, I'm more excited because I'm gonna do something I've always wanted to do. It's like a dream come true. But at the same time, I don't know if I'm up to it. There are so many emotions within, it feels like the only thing that's keeping me from exploding is the skin.

1) Excitement/anticipation. I'm so excited that I'm gonna do something I've always wanted to do. All my 3 years, it was all I wanted to specialise in. And you can never imagine how much attention this has garnered. Everyone, from strangers to my closest ones expressed their concern. I understand their concerns and I hope it's gonna turn out alright.

2) A lovely, unexpected surprise. I never expected them to entertain my request, this whole thing is quite surreal. It's like I'm dreaming. Because I was also mentally preparing myself to accept the more practical path i.e. to work in an acute, general setting before deciding if this is what I wanna specialise in.

3) Fear of failure. Honestly, I don't really have a backup plan here. I haven't thought of what will happen if I wake up one day and decide that I don't wanna do this anymore. It feels like if I stop liking what I do, I'll never like anything again. My liking will disappear and leave an empty space behind.

4) What if my colleagues suck?

Yea, basically those are what I feel now.

Oh ya, yesterday my mum killed a flying cockroach! But my sis and me cleared the corpse. Aiyah, no matter what, she still can't beat what my sis and me did. We've killed 1 flying cockroach, 2 normal ones and cleared the corpses of 4 cockroaches! Quite an amazing feat eh?

Personally, I prefer cockroaches to lizards. Normal, walking cockroaches la, not flying ones. I personally find lizards very disgusting. Their cold tails might drop off and scare you. When you smack them, their bodies might get mashed up beyond recognition and you might have problems sweeping them up. And what if you're using a broom to sweep them up and they get stuck to the broom?!

And they have black, beady eyes that make them look disgusting! If I weren't frightened of them, I would have poked at their eyes to blind them. Or like chop off their legs and see if they bleed.

Alright now, I'm done ranting. Your turn to speak.

10.4.08 4:00 PM

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