Dorm Rules - Don't be a Dick

I've been living in a dorm for three weeks now and man, some people piss me off!

First there is Robin, the Chinese Whisperer. He's Chinese, obvs, and speaks in his sleep some uncomprehensible jibberish. Everytime I try to record what he's saying he stops or my battery is dead which is rather annpying because I work with plenty of Chinese people who could translate it for me! He's gone back to Penang to see his family for a few days (he works at a travel agency in town) and I was rather exicted about a few nights of peaceful sleep, not so when I had an American lad talking what seemed to be German in his sleep the last two nights! These are the type of people who should get private rooms!!!

And some German girls (still getting pissed at young gap year and summer holiday German kids) brought their own mosquito nets and hung them from the ceiling! There are very few mossies here and no malaria or dengue, and just buy some bloody tiger balm if you get bitten! I had to go and get Winter, she of the dreads, to come and see this sight and we pissed ourselves laughing at the ridiculousness of it...

Other annoying dorm habits include - spreading your shit all over the floor so when it's dark others trip over it making the noise that you then tell them shush over

Packing at 7am because you're a lazy fucker who can't be bothered packing the night before. Some people wish to sleep in the morning, selfish bastards

Spraying half a can of deodorant when the dorm is full... Some people don't like aerosols, go the bathroom or wait until the dorm is empty

Talking, at anything more than a whisper when other people are sleeping. Have some respect, go to the lounge if you want to plan your evening piss up, some people need sleep!

Blanket robbing - completely unacceptable unless you are sure the bed will not be occupied that night, rob in the day time or better yet ask at reception, ditto for pillows

Flip flop robbing. So I've ranted about this before, but I'm pissed about it... I accidentally swapped my fake Havianas for some real ones in Kota Bharu, complete accident that I couldn't rectify because the dude left the next morning, but since I've been here my real one have once again been swapped for some dodgy, extremely worn fake ones. Oh and don't leave flip flops or any other type of footwear at the bottom of the stairs, this makes middle of the night dashes to the toilet at whole new experience.

Right, rant over, I promise that these rules will never be published in the dorm, no matter how pissed off I get!