Kiasu neighbours.

this is the story of a pair of neighbours.

i know how neighbours are supposed to be friendly to each other, inviting each other for parties and passing nicely wrapped food leftovers over the fence as an act of kindness.

but in my case with the indian neighbour on my left, its like the reality version of all-american reject's GIVES YOU HELL video. (except the exchange of wives part, eww)

the frequent "turn down your radio, its too noisy" complains and gardeners stealing our precious plants are all part of the love-hate relationship we share.



you see that plant over there? the small little green bush on the window ledge over there?
and that green thing boys and girls, belongs to my neighbour.

yet again, i devised a very clever plot - to indirectly host a who-has-the-nicest-plant contest.

bobbidy blop di blop and off i went hopping away to IKEA. i mean where else for pretty and cheap plants, besides the huge plant nursery which sells humongous plants and ugly cacti (plural for cactus) near my house.

oh the glistening meatballs, all smothered in a pool of creamy sauce with a tiny wee bit of red looking jam on one side. gahhhh! the smoked salmon and fresh shrimps all served with zesty lemon, more gahhh!
and to top it off with a hotdog generously sprinkled with sweet relish and chopped onions after the shopping spree in what i like to call the IKEA MAZE. GAHHHHHHh! mamsies and papsies, when's the next visit to ikea again?

oh back to where we were, sorry food can be just so distracting.
i picked up a pot of roses for 13.90 at the gardening section.
13.90 was all it took to retain my ego and get back at my neighbour.



i quickly ran up my room and proudly displayed it on my window ledge. BEAT THAT YOU NEIGHBOUR!
muahahhahahahahha! i felt a sense of achievement. but let's just wait and see how long it stays alive on my window ledge.
you know, people say i do not, i repeat, i do not have a green thumb.


that's the moon fellas.

if all else fails, at least i had a chance to get back at my neighour and at least trained by perseverance by a wee bit.
oh and not forgetting, the power bestowed upon me to make it become my model =)
CHIKCHAK TIME!



and that was the story of me and my neighbour. please note, everything i say is exaggerated to inject some drama into a perfectly boring story.

on a side note, i took dila's advice and pestered my dentist to do some magic on my braces.

black and white magic =D hahahahhahahhaha.
ill spill the beans and tell u next month's colours. RED AND GREEN. you know, its the season to be MERRY!