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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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I'm so tired I nearly went mad



Not kidding, I thought I was gonna die from exhaustion or something. Today, I think I walked 3000 times around the ward with one lil old lady.

I think you become a little slimmer looking after dementia patients because they keep forgetting that they've done a particular thing before and keep doing it. Never mind if they forgot they've eaten, food we have plenty, we can always give it to them. Thing is, if they keep forgetting that they've "patrolled" a particular area before, they'll keep wanting to walk and so, good luck to whoever's gonna walk with them. I think the distance we walked today can be measured in km.

I could have gone nuts with all the walking la!

And what's more, I need to collect my stupid graduation gown. I only realised today that NYP is so big and of all places, they had to hide the collection centre at some ulu destination in business school.

Ok, so I combed the whole of business school, totally forgetting that business school has a first floor! Yea, in nyp, some school blocks start with level 2 instead of level 1 cos we're supposedly on a hill. I asked a bunch of punks playing loud music and they told me to collect it at Forum. Where the hell is that? I never heard of that place in all my 3 years la!

And so they told me it was block E. So fine, I walked from block B to E, bearing in mind I'd already combed the whole business school prior to this and am lugging my uniform and shoes around. I'm sweaty, irritated, pressed for time and hungry.

To be fair, they were just being nice but I'd rather they just shut up and save me all the walking. One of them was quite nice, he asked if I'd found the place when he saw me walking back. I told him, in my nicest tone that that's not where we should collect, still irritated that I had to walk so much.

So I found the place and there was this chirpy young girl who went on and on about the gowns, order forms and what not. I felt like stapling her mouth to stop her from talking! Then there was this fella at the counter who was trying to be funny but I don't appreciate his joke. I forced a laugh, said thank you and walked away.

Which reminds me, I'll have to be a good worm today, sleep early, wake up at 5:30 a.m. for work. And my stupid phone keeps hanging on me! I need to bring it down to nokia soon.

13.5.08 8:40 PM

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