I think I might be plottting a war between my family and my neighbour's family. Seriously, they are such slobs. Well, there's only four units on my floor. There's this Chinese family right in one corner and the lady is such a kay-poh and tries to peek at what we're doing whenever she walks past. There's my family living in the corridors. My mother bought those anti-peeping-tom curtains once she caught the lady peeking for a full 2 minutes. There's another Malay family who lives right in front of the lifts that is really friendly when we moved in but we never talk to them ever since. Also, their teenage daughter sings dreadfully in the shower. We could hear her every morning. It's worse than Nuriman's singing. So you pretty much know how window-shattering the singing must be. And of course, my stupid non-interactive Malay neighbours right at the other corner. I think they have some sort of degenerative eye disease like retinitis pigmentosa because they painted their friggin door pale green. Like the background of my blog. Seriously, it sores my eyes everyday. Well, they are so dumb that they do not know how to cook. They practically order pizza everyday and they are very picky (evidence from the "no capsicum" words on the pizza boxes). I know this even when I haven't even talked to them. My mother tried to befriend one of the women and tried to strike a conversation when we were going out, but she didn't respond. Robots. And that house is so noisy, I think they keep like a hundred people in there. One afternoon, you'll hear like there's this reject band in the house. Next afternoon, there's like some sort of kindergarten and so many kids cry. Next afternoon, you'll see the non-interactive 51M0NE Rebecca Romijn-Stamos wannabe drying their dirty laundry. That house is like a freakhouse. I mean, they are so stupid, they do not know how to throw their rubbish. They are supposed to press on the pedal so that the chute opens, and put the rubbish in the chute and let go of the pedal. Instead they just dump their rubbish near the chute and expect people to put their rubbish in there for them. I mean, their house is the nearest to the chute and they make it look like a pigs' sty. Just now I just saw like, tons of mee siam on the floor near the rubbish chute. Next time I throw my rubbish, I'm going to just dump it anywhere but in the rubbish chute, since we live really far from the rubbish chute. Or maybe I'll just graffiti on the wall with their mee siam and write "CLEAN YOUR SHIT".
OK... Obviously paragraphs are not in my vocabulary today.