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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

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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 |
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You know you're bored crazy when...


You watch ants crawl past...


You fight with yourself

You look into your own eyes to find out what you're thinking



This has nothing to do with being mad. I like this pic. Such a happy little pic.

I was telling a friend on msn yesterday. I seem to have lost the ability to take nice emo pics of myself. Nowadays, I think the only pics of me looking nice are pics of me smiling widely.
Also good la, it's always nice to look happy. Who likes a sad, shrivelled up prune?

Oh ya, her majesty the queen was nearly late today la! Bus again! Yesterday made me late never mind, today made me run like one mad chipmunk.

And it was the same bloody driver! I recognise his "act cool" sunglasses from the rear mirror. Yesterday the traffic was not too bad, he sped like he was on his way to hell but the commuters were taking their own sweet time to board the bus. (For the record, I am quite sure I didn't miss my usual bus. Because I saw the people who takes the same bus with me everyday at the bus stop waiting. Can't be everyone late together right?Plus, if he's on time, why is he speeding?)

Back to the commuters, I honestly felt like standing at the entrance and shouting at them to hurry just board the stupid bus. Don't all these people have to work?!

And finally, at 8:27 a.m. the bus reached the hospital.

I literally pushed open the bus door, squeezed through that narrow space, ran like the wind to reach the auditorium at 0830 hours SHARP. I don't care if the guards think I'm some mad nurse or they think I'm filming some doctor/nurse show. I only know I can't be late, twice in a row. Who'd believe one is so unlucky, late because of traffic/bus, twice in a row?!

While on the bus, I was messaging my friend who's gonna be late to cos she either missed her bus or bus was late. I suspect the bus might be late cos I can take that bus to work too. Normally, I wouldn't have to wait more than 5 mins for either one of the two buses but these 2 days, have been waiting for about 7-10 mins for a bus. And we know that's NOT ACCEPTABLE AT ALL for the morning rush hour!

Bus made me wait, never mind. I couldn't even find a stupid cab la! I suspect they're all plucking their armpit hair at home! *fumes*

I honestly think the cabbies in Singapore are spoilt rotten! They keep on grumbling no business la, fuel price increase and all that shit. Stop increasing the bloody surcharge, just increase the number of taxis will do. Look at thailand, or HK, no problem getting cabs! Because almost half the vehicles on the roads are cabs.

I should really go to work in my horse and carriage in future, since public (road) transport is so undependable. I've never had such problems with MRTs. I really find MRTs more dependable than buses/taxis. At least most of the time, the exception being someone jumping into the tracks, the MRT door spoil and can't move cos the door can't close. But what are the chances of it happening? I was in NYP for 2.5 years and it happened less than 5 times to me.

And back to my story. By the time I reached, I honestly felt like I was gonna die. I was so dizzy from all the running, cos I had to make so many sharp turns at high speeds and we all know I'm the nua nua kind who hates to run. I was seriously panting and I was quite sure my instructors were all ready to do CPR on me anytime. I felt like sticking my tongue out like a dog to see if it'll make it any better but that's seriously TOO MUCH!

BUT! At least I was not late today. And I got my morning exercise.


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