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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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| 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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If murder is not a crime...



I saw 2 mad people today on the way to work.



Mad person number 1: I just boarded the bus and there was no where to stand. I was just standing, leaning against something, minding my own business and listening to music. Then I noticed this mad fella number 1 staring at me. Gave him the do-I-know-you look and he just suddenly went, "I injured myself at work, haven't recovered yet," proceeded to show me his index finger with a pathetically small cut.


Ok, so I was in uniform but do I look that dedicated to you? What did he expect me to do, dig my bag and dress his pathetically small wound?! While I'm at it, should I also treat the others in the bus of their constipation, fever, cough, cold, diarrhea or whatever nonsensical problem you can think of? Geez...


Mad person number 2: He got on after mad person no. 1 alighted. Stood at the exit and all of a sudden began cursing at someone imaginary outside the bus, kept slapping his own forehead in the "ALAMAK!" manner. Basically just kept shouting vulgarities at this imaginary friend of his outside the bus, ignoring the stares from the other passengers.

The best part is, before he alighted, he went to the front to curse at the driver. Poor thing, if I were the driver I would have kicked him off the bus and just drive away. To think the driver just sat there quietly without a grumble...

If murder is not a crime, a lot of people will be killed...

Esp patients who're demanding, think they know it all yet don't know shit about anything at all and lastly, the bloody hypocrite irritating specimens who're so nice to you and pretend to appreciate your efforts yet go complain to the docs behind your back.

The best part is, complain never mind, they make up stories to get you into trouble, these manipulative twits! Pui!

16.8.08 2:45 AM

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