♥ 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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Stupid lil twit

A few days back there was this tigo lizard in my bathroom peeping at me. Stupid brown, scaly twit.

That twit gave me such a fright in my life I nearly forgot my surname.

What happen was, I was showering, happily soaping myself and getting ready to rinse the lather off when I saw this idiot stuck very close to the tap.

'SHIT!' My brain screamed and for a moment I thought shit was my surname.

Ya, so there I was screaming and screaming for help and to my rescue came my mum and sis who brought the insecticide but it wasn't of much use. A tiny lizard the size of my little finger wouldn't die even after 3 mins of spraying insecticide at it.

At last it ran into the pipe.

A few hours later, my mum spotted the bugger and bumped it off.

Ok, enough of that stupid fella.

The government's gonna kill me for this. for spoiling their pro-family thing. But looking at my patients and how they become trapped in a loveless marriage, how their love can cool off, then they fall into depression and never really come out of it cos they're still trapped in a loveless marriage, can't come out of it "because I won't have a place to stay if I divorce him."

I can only come to one conclusion.

I don't really want to get married. Marriage is a gamble. For the sake of my own sanity, maybe I should not take up the gamble. I think the only reason that's keeping me from saying no completely is 'cos I still want my own kids. And to get my OWN kids, I need to get a guy and yea...we know the drill.

10.7.08 9:15 PM

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