We're Not Gonna Take It!

I've got a feeling I used to know this guy a few years ago. Probably one of the biggest loudmouths I've ever come across. He would juss shout at the top of his lungs when he felt like it... people usually found it either funny or hugely obnoxious. He was a pretty nice guy, very friendly... I think he got along with just about everyone he knew and he got along well with them. Always willing to lend a hand, always happy to be there for people. He cared... really did... worried for others... He did try to be a pretty decent Muslim too... He had his downsides too obviously... even though he acted all cool and stuff.. deep down was a bit of a wuss though. Still, I dont think its a bad thing, just that he wasnt as 'macho' as he may have liked. He wasnt as religious as he may have wanted to be, but I know he did try.. maybe not always.. but he did. A huge pessimist... always doubted everything he did... and self esteem... any lower and he'd be fossil himself (ok tha

One small step for Ozzy, One humongous annoyance for blogistan 225 posts, 10 kilos, 2 templates and an umpteen number of booring posts later, I am still around in blogistan. Islamically it's been 2 years since I started blogging. By the gregorian calendar, it'll be a couple of weeks before my bloggie is 2 years old. I'd love to say a special thanks to Pumpkinaa (whom some of you who have been around long enough may remember) as she was the reason and inspiration for me to start blogging. Even though she isnt around in blogistan no more (i hope she does come around occasionally), her blog's main page is still around (and its still the first link on the left there). Admittedly, 225 posts isnt a huge amount and people with blogs less than 6 months old could probably put me to shame for both quantity and quality but hey... someone's gotta have a booring blog around here huh? The template on the blog has only been changed once.. started with one, then changed to

May the faloodah be with you This is what was posted by our friendly neighbourhood Abez ... "you'd be surprised what kind of things you appreciate more when you can do them with your brain on. It's like being awake after sleep-walking for a while. I dont know about the being awake bit.. but sleep-walking? I do that most of the time anyway.. I have to admit when 2 coherent thoughts decide to share space in moi noggin at the very same instant in time, I can tell you I feel hyper for the rest of the day! I think I'm rather happier when I'm hyper cuz my slow days are very common. Hyper days being few and far between are more enjoyable for myself, albeit at the expense of those around me who start thinking I've lost my cotton picking mind! (which funnily enough they think I've done even when I'm not hyper) And at this very second I've lost my train of thoughts (hence indicating i'm not hyper today) so I have absolutely no idea what to do