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 that was lame). He was a bit of an attention seeker though. Everytime I think about him, I remember the character J.D. from the TV series 'Scrubs'. But as far as I could tell, people did like him and he loved everyone back. The amount of times he went out of his way, stuck his neck out for people... it was incredible someone would do so much. He was always there when someone needed to talk, when someone needed that shoulder, or just a pair of ears to listen to their problems. He did admit that he didnt always want to be that person, but out of maybe niceness, not wanting to hurt the next person, or just plain not having the courage to, he would never say no to anyone who wanted his help. He did obviously end up in trouble because of it at times, but still all in all he would think if it meant he had helped someone, he'd think it was worth it. I know he went soo far out of his way to never hurt anyone, even if he was angry, he'd try his level best to keep his mouth shut and not say anything at all lest he may say something which may hurt the next person's feelings....

I lost touch with him a couple of years ago. Dont know where he went, or what he got up to. I know I would definitely be a happier person if he were still around. Weird thing is though, I never thought that he'd ever go away... Bu I guess the good things in life do always come to an end, as indeed does life itself.

Alas, if only things didnt change....

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 this one which I have been told countless times is bland and ugly.. and thass me all over.. so live with it! :-p My original blog title was 'Ramblings of a madman' and boy did I ever ramble on 225 posts ago.

As you can see, my blogging life has been pretty monotone. I've had the occasional people do guest posts to which I'm very grateful for. I've come to know quite a few absolutely awesome people through blogistan and again I'm grateful to those people for being who they are... and no i'm not naming names cuz then their heads are gonna grow too big.

Anyways, its been pretty good so far. I just wonder how long I'll keep it up and will I ever be decently regular with the posts or will I just get up and get rid of the whole thing altogether. Whichever way it goes, all I know is, i'm still around.. and you will have to continue to bear me and my whack style of writing!!! :-p

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 now. The person responsible for this probably has an idea who they are and if they read this... well.. you owe me a guest post now! :-p

Anyways, since i have nothing more to say, I'll probably go find something sugary and stuff myself senseless until I get a sugar high! Laterz!