My neighbour is deaf as a physically disabled cow. He blasts the volume on late into the night, thinking the rest of the world requires hearing aids.

Tsk Tsk.

Some people have zero EQ. Some people just don't get it. Not onlythe men...

Case in point :
1. My neighbour
2. Fad - who borrowed my torchlight even though she has her own and refused to share with whoever who needs it more then her
3. Fad - who goes off buying food and drinks for herself
4. Fad - who shuns the toilet when all of us are going but scoots off alone suddenly after we get back
5. Fad - who saves no seats for others, but expects the rest to save one for her
6. Fad - who just stares blankly at her phone but refuses to speak a word to us

I'm banging my head on the wall.

Haiz.. Fad.. Fad... how can i put it to you nicely?
What can i do to make the situation better?
Frankly, we're all pissed at the behaviour.

I guess it's up to me to tell you?

A spritz of your smile

A sprinkle of your jokes

A dash of your wisdom

A shower of your love

A good dose of Sharon Lee just lights up my life =)

I write this with a heavy heart.

With tears, as they silently stream down,
and with an indescribable aching pain.

I lost a friend today,
a friend who always had a big smile for me.

Can you feel me holding your hand?
As i do so everytime you sleep?

Will you remember us watching the world cup matches
in the wee hours in the morning?
Or how i made you lose blackjack to your friends?
Maybe even the smuggled sips of 7-up?

Do you know the amount of sadness i'm feeling now that you're gone?

While others remember you as a great man,
i'll remember you as a dear friend.

Will you ever know you took a little bit of me when you left?

[Always my friend - LKS 1916-2006 ]

UN-hoarding

Its time to make a change. I've been collecting far too much junk over time. They say hoarding is related to a psychological disorder, whereby the person accumulates too much to fill a void in their life.

To date,
I have as many as 250 tees but still nothing to wear.
Approximately 30 bottoms but my butt seems plastered to my levis.
A trunkful of bags, but still i carry the same lame crumpler.
More then 40 pairs of shoes but still my feet wiggle (ever so happily) in the same pair of birkies.
I have books that pile so high, they double up as a wall.
Many left unread, the plastic wrapper intact,
as fresh as the day i bought them.
My school texts, well, they're worse.
Briefly de-virginized then left to rot.

My CDs are shouting to my played.
My DVDs are crying out to be watched.
And my toys, well, they just stare longingly at me as i pass by them everyday.

At this rate, my largest collection will be that of dust and neglect.

Good gawd help me.

It's time to make a change and heave the whole lot out.
Save the shoes, the bags and the tech stuff... ever so selectively.

So pray tell if you need some stuff.
Else it's off to the charities they'll go.
It's goodbye to most of my stuff (hopefully).

So i can see the back of my cupboard again...
and maybe break out of my iron-clad mould soon?